When I die, plant flowers over my grave, so when the seeds bloom, you can pick me and hold me again - Anonymous
Chapter 11𓇚※𓇚
Kenma's POV
We were walking the streets of Tokyo and Kuroo hadn't stopped complaining since we left the mall.
- A flip phone ?!? he said for the umpteenth time.
I sneered and saw him staring at me with his mouth open out of the corner of my eye.
- That's all I could buy with the little money I had. he needed to justify himself.
I ran into Kuroo because he was stopped in front of a lighted window displaying photos of a woman surrounded by red and pink hearts.
Ah, is it that time of the year already ?
- It's Valentine's Day tomorrow... commented Kuroo.
- I don't understand why it's given so much importance. It's purely commercial.
I noticed him biting his lower lip, looking like he was trying to hide a sneer.
- It's true, but there are amazing discounts in restaurants.
- Incredible, it just shows us how lonely we are. You have all year to make us understand that you are in a relationship.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes when I said that. It annoyed me.
- Oh, it smells like someone is frustrated next to me.
- You see things where there is nothing.
The silence suddenly settled between us again. Looking up to see his expression, I saw that he had lowered his head to look at me.
- How about...
- No.
I stared at him hard from my 5ft5.
- Too bad you would have been surprised by my question.
I shrugged and resumed our progress towards the apartment.
Kuroo cleared his throat.
- Are you done early tomorrow ? he asked.
- No, there is no reason to.
Why did most of the things around us have to do with love? Why do we give so much importance to a single feeling ?
It's so weird.
...
- Come on Kenma, it's your turn to decorate the window.
Suga started to push me towards the window of the cafe"The Bird".
I braked with my feet, clutching my oval chainring hard.
- What about the customers ?
- I'll take care of it and don't pretend to care that much.
- I don't know how to do. I am not an artist
- I don't care, you know the tradition. Nishinoya did the Christmas one and after Nishonya it's you.
- But how do you want me to illustrate something that I don't understand ?
I felt Suga nudge my back more gently. It worked ? He will leave me alone ? A small smile crept onto my lips.
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