euneirophrenia* kozume k.

Ukiyo,, 8

ukiyo; living in the moment, detached from the bothers of life

M/n snorted loudly, giggling as he rested his arms on his bent knees. Kenma had been telling him about his day. Although it started reluctantly, he eventually relaxed and started rattling on and on about the harsh day he had at school.

"Your friend is that overbearing?" M/n asked with a giggle.

"Mhm.. I think he thinks he needs to take care of me since i'm.. quiet." The other male murmured, hiding his face in his knees.

"Do you hate it?"

"Not really.. gets me free snacks sometimes."

M/n just snickered, he could totally see Kenma being doted on by his exuberant childhood friend.

They sat in silence for a bit, M/n leaning back into the grass as he was brought in a pleasant daze, enjoying the time spent with his soulmate under the dusky sky of their dream escape.

".....What about you?" Kenma whispered, looking at the other male from where his head rested on his knees.

M/n tilted his head so he could see the other male from behind his own knees, sitting up. "What about me, what?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Your day." The golden-eyed male mumbled, looking away.

M/n grinned, his eyes gleaming in excitement, he wanted to know about his day!

"Awww, Ken!" He gushed, jutting his lip out in a pout with puppy eyes. The other male just sneered.

"Nevermind. I'm leaving."

"You literally can't."

"I'll pinch myself."

The h/c haired male just blanked, giggling a little at his cuteness.

"Well, my day-" He started proudly, before getting interrupted by Kenma.

"Ken?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Hm?"

"You called me Ken."

M/n gasped, scratching the side of his head sheepishly.

"Ahh, sorry- do you not like it?"

"....'S fine." He whispered back after a beat of silence, picking at his fingernails.

Attempting to hide his grin and compose himself, M/n cleared his throat, scooting closer to the other male.

"Still wanna hear about my day?"

"Mm."

Smiling, he gently set his hand down next to Kenma's, speaking about his cousins antics today, how his favorite food was served in the cafeteria, how someone made the food decision for him in the grocery store, everything was shared, and Kenma wasn't bored at all. Their conversation kept on, up until it was time to wake up. They said their staticy goodbyes, staying next to each other until their dream was gone.

Their pinkies were interlocked the whole time.

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Summer vacation had officially started for fukurodani and nekoma. It had been over a month since the pair had started talking, and naturally, they had gotten much closer, Kenma opening up more and M/n not hiding any of his personality. Every night they would talk, M/n with his usual advances and insufferable flirting, Kenma shutting it down by pushing his face away, rolling his eyes, giving him a look, judging him by looking him up and down, or simply just telling him to shut up.

In other words, Kenma was walking M/n like a mf dog.

The two months of summer went by rather quickly, nothing different in the two except for their closeness mentally and their lack of personal space with the other. Kenma used M/n as a pillow/leg rest, M/n used Kenma as an arm rest or just something to lean on while talking about their days, their friends, or their troubles.

Neither of them pushed the topic of anything personal/defining such as meeting up outside of the dream, or what school they went to, or what prefecture they lived in. They were content with how they were now.

What more would they need?

Well, Kenma would appreciate his switch.. He should try falling asleep with it in his hands.

But other than that, they loved and enjoyed the time spent together, one more readily admitting it than the other. They were fine here, unbothered by everything going on outside. They wanted nothing more and nothing less.

But maybe the universe begged to differ.

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"CAPTAIN?" M/n screeched, slamming his hands down on the lunch table. In front of him sat Akaashi and Bokuto, second and third year.

"YUUUUUP!" Bokuto laughed, crossing his arms over his chest in pride.

M/n looked over to Akaashi in shock, receiving a slow head nod.

"Why'd they pick you?"

"Uhm, cause I'm great?" Bokuto replied with an eyebrow raised.

After their third years started, the volleyball club was thriving happily, Bokuto their new found captain and Akaashi their new official setter.

"Oh, I am scared for that club."

"It's okay, it's okay, Akaashi is my co-captain, isn't that right 'Kaashi!" He laughed, slapping the poor guy on the back.

"Yes, Bokuto-san..." He replied, damn near choking on the food he was eating.

"Speaking of volleyball, we have a match! Or was it a practice match? With the kitty school!" Bokuto nodded his head proudly, imitating kitty claws.

"Kitty school?" M/n furrowed his eyebrows, taking a bite of the vegetables on his plate.

"Neko somethin." Akaashi chimed in, also imitating kitty claws.

He just blanked at the pairs weirdness, setting his eating utensils down.

"Am I allowed to come?"

"Really?! You wanna come!!??" Bokuto bounced happily in his seat with a grin.

"Yeah. It's my precious Akaashi's first time as the official setter and co-captain."

Bokuto drooped sadly, "What about me?! I'm captain!!!!" He whimpered, puffing his cheeks out.

Snickering, M/n went to throw his plate out.

"Maybe I'll praise you if you do well as captain."

"You're gonna be praising the fuck outta me!!" Bokuto yelped after you.

"Kinky." Akaashi chimed in.