The 2 tone haired boy glances up at you then back at his game then quickly back up at you, noticing who you are.
"Hey Y/N, what's up?" He says in a calm, monotone voice.
"Not much.. I just needed some fresh air." You confess.
"Wanna sit?" He asks as he moves over to one side of the bench.
"Thanks." You sit down beside him.
Kenma notices your pajama pants, and lets out a quiet chuckle to himself.
"Nice pants- 'Hello kitty'?" He asks in a somewhat playful tone.
"What? Don't like them?" You say back sarcastically.
"No no, I like them. There.. unique" he says, emphasizing the word 'unique'.
"I've had.. a rough week.. The last thing I need is to wear my uniform." You let out a small chuckle along with a heavy sigh.
"I feel you.. Kuroo's been pretty distant ever since I snapped at him." He says, now looking back at his game.
"I don't mean this in a bad way, but is he your only friend?" You ask, trying not to sound rude or smug.
"No." He says, while still looking at his game.
"Really? Who else?" You ask genuinely surprised.
"You. We're friends, are we not?" He says smiling up at you.
This image is from the show, I used ibis paint x to edit it
A small blush fills your face. His words left you stunned.
"We are?... I guess we are, huh" you smiled at him, still pink in the cheeks.
(Play: "cloud 9" by beach bunny.)
"Of course we are, after all we've been through, I think it's enough to be considered friends." He smiles at you.
After hearing these words, your body starts to heat up. You feel almost embarrassed.
"Thank you..." You murmured out.
"Thank you so much.. I don't deserve your kindness.."
"Y/N, you deserve lots of things, and kindness is one of them." Kenma put his game away, giving you his full attention.
He was someone. Someone very important to you. Someone you would do anything for, give anything for. He made you happy, truly happy. He made you feel the same way Emi and Yuki did, special, important, wanted. He made you excited to wake up in the morning. He made you feel confident, being able to speak your mind without judgement. You know that whatever you had to say, he will listen. He was there for you during your dark times, 'he could have left', those words kept on repeating in your head. But he didn't. He stayed.
(You can end the song.)
"Kenma?.." you say just above a whisper.
"What is it Y/N?, what's wrong?" He looks over at you as if you're hurt.
From the show, no edits done.
"Why did you follow me?" You look at him to make eye contact.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about Y/N?" He asks, confused.
"To the bathroom, why?" You look at him, confused, desperate for an answer.