Any Extent- Kenma Kozume

10- Moodswings

Kenma was ready to depart from his house for
early morning practice,but before exiting the front
door, he decided to check on you first.
The blonde who wore some plain black sweats and
a black Nike jacket, lightly knocked on the front
door of the guest room.

Once he received no response, he quietly opened
the front door. The boy analysed the way in which
the side of your face dug into the pillow whilst you
snored lowly.

Your left leg was tucked soundly into the messy
white duvet although, your right leg stuck out like a
branch distancing itself from the heat under the
fluffy sheets.

Your left arm lay underneath your pillow squashed
by the pressure of your face and your right arm was
practically falling off the bed.
"Tch," Kenma let out, bothered by your comfortability

He then shut the door silently
latching onto his gym bag tighter.
Kenma found himself stopping at the closest
MeDonald's before reaching his final destination.
He couldn't care less that his team members would
criticise him for it. Kenma couldn't care less about
a lot of things. Gaming was his prime objection.
What Kenma didn't expect, whilst lazily walking to
his Uber, was Kuroo's car parked behind it.
Kenma bent down as he noticed the window
decreasing.

He looked to his friend, a sneaky smirk on his face.
"How did you know I was here?" Kenma asked.

"It's your second home, I'm not stupid,"Kuroo
chuckled.

Kenma scarcely rolled his eyes dropping his meal
in through the opened window.

"Don't touch my shit, I'll be back in a second."
Kuroo was aware of Kenmas earnestness in his
tone therefore he did as asked. He watched through
the rear view mirror observing the blond head as
he approached his Uber driver, he firstly received
his gym bag afterwards, gave him extra cash, for
keeping him waiting, then he made his way back to
Kuroo's car.

Kuroo smiled a teasing smile at the boy as he took "Aw that was adorable," Kuroo chuckled, peering to
the boy who strapped on his seat belt with the
takeout bags on his lap.

"Shut up about adorable," Kenma voiced before he
popped some fries in his mouth.

"It was," Kuroo said back, pressing his right foot to
the accelerator pedal.

Kenma said nothing back, just continued to cherish
his meal.
Kuroo made sure to keep his eyes on the road as he
drove sharply.
He gave Kenma a quick glance as he thought of
something.

"Why didn't you just drive to McDonald's," Kuroo
questioned.

"That's too much work," the boy mumbled,
chugging his bottle of water.

"Is it because your to small to see the road from
your chair, I told you to get a car seat," Kuroo
laughed as his right hand rotated the wheel
dextrously.

"But my dick is bigger then yours so
where is the problem?" Kenma responded. more of
a serious then mocking tone as he stared at the boy.
Kuroo's smile withered away.

He glanced to the boy once more, vexation clear in
his eyes. "You know I got circumcised." Kuroo spoke, trying to heal his conscience.

"And it's only bigger by two centimetres," Kuroo
added.
Kenma smiled, even letting out a short laugh,

"Does that make you feel better shawty? Getting
specific with the centimetres? I can see it hurts
your pride."

Kuroo exhaled outwards loudly as he stopped at a
red light.

He looked over to the boy the had set off his
irritation, he then snatched the quarter pounder
that Kenma had yet to take a bite of, scarfing down
a large piece. He made sure to eyeball the boy is he
chewed it slowly.