euneirophrenia* kozume k.

Ataraxia,, 14

Ataraxia; a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety; tranquility.

Dinner went by without a hitch, Kenma's mom being extremely welcoming to M/n, treating him as if she had known him forever, which they were both very grateful for, neither of them that great at uncomfortable situations.

Sitting on the bed, they'd both gotten changed, Kenma showering quickly while M/n almost dozed off, immediately perking up when he returned with his hair dripping on his shirt.

"Eugh Ken, how do you stand going to sleep with a wet shirt?" He just shrugged, going to throw his towel in the dirty clothes hamper in the corner of the room, before he was stopped.

"Nuh uh, come here."

Walking over to the other boy confusedly, he stood in front of the bed.

"Sit."

"Huh?"

"Sit here. I'm drying your hair."

Kenma just sighed, going along with it, sitting in front of the bed in between M/n's legs.

"I meant on the bed, but okay."

"I'd practically be sitting on your lap if i did that."

"Where's the problem?" The h/c haired male purred, scrunching Kenmas hair in the towel. He blushed furiously, muttering something inaudible under his breath. Probably an insult.

"You have a hairbrush?"

The golden haired boy hummed, standing up and returning with his brush.

Brushing his hair out gently, M/n combed through Kens soft hair with his fingers afterwards, watching the boy lean into his touch eagerly, chasing the warmth. M/n didn't know if he did it on purpose but it was fucking adorable, that was for sure.

Groaning and letting his nose fall into the other boys hair, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"You're really cute. It's not fair."

"Stop complimenting me."

"Do you hate it?"

"Yes."

"Your neck's red."

"Shut the fuck up before I head butt you."

"With your lips?"

"With my head."

"Awww with your lips? Ken's gonna kiss me?"

"You're delusional."

"You introduced me to your mother, i'd say i have a right to be."

"As far as she's concerned, you're very low on the list of potential love interests."

M/n just smirked, wrapping his legs around the boy in front of him.

"And where am I on that list as far as you're concerned?"

"...."

"...."

"Up your ass."

"You wish you could be up this ass."

"No, I wish you would shut the fuck up before I supernova the star dust in us."

"Baaaabeeee! Keeeeen! Babyyyyy! Babygirl! Darling! Snookums, why would you say that?"

Kenma didn't answer, very busy with his silent panicking over the names. He thinks M/n is either a lot more confident or just the biggest fucking tease he's ever met. Thinking about it more and more just sent him spiraling into a series of 'what are we?' making him take a deep breath and struggle to get out of the hold M/n's legs had on him.

"Why are your legs so strong?"

"I practice."

"For WHAT?"

"This exact moment in time." He whispered dramatically, holding the other male gingerly, pressing his cheek against the top of his head.

Kenma giggled, squirming his way out of M/n's grip, crawling his way to the top of the bed, laying down.

"We sleeping?"

"I was gonna watch a movie. Are you tired?"

"Nuh uh! Let's watch!"

Kenma turned his T.V on, moving over and making room for M/n to lay down, adjusting the pillows so he'd be propped up more and able to see the movie.

"I'm sleeping here?" M/n giggled nervously scooching under the covers.

"Don't wanna?" Kenma asked, looking away with a flushed face.

"No, it's okay! I don't mind at all."

"Yeah, of course you don't."

The two of them giggled, Kenma scrolling through all of the streaming platforms he had.

"What do you wanna watch?" Ken asked, turning his head to peek at M/n's face. He turned to the golden eye'd male, keeping a completely serious expression.

"Porn."

"Get out."

"You're right, why watch it when you can create it."

Kenma had to stop himself from doing something that would put him on the news the next day.