Behind the screen

Deep convos

Kenma's POV:

After Kuroo left, Kenma and Yuki continued their conversation at the café. Yuki was animatedly talking about her computer science projects, her eyes lighting up as she delved into the details. Kenma found himself genuinely interested, not just in the subject, but in the way she spoke about it with such passion.

"That sounds really cool," Kenma said, leaning forward. "I never really got into coding myself, but I've always been fascinated by it."

Yuki smiled. "It's challenging, but I love it. There's something really satisfying about solving a complex problem."

Kenma nodded, feeling a connection forming between them. On a whim, he decided to invite her over. "Hey, would you like to come over to my place? We could continue our conversation there."

Yuki looked surprised but pleased. "Sure, I'd love to."

They left the café and walked to Kenma's place. When they arrived, Yuki's jaw dropped. His apartment was spacious and luxurious, a stark contrast to her small dorm room.

"Wow, Kenma," she said, looking around. "This place is amazing."

He shrugged, feeling a bit embarrassed. "It's just a place. Come on in."

They settled into the living room, and Kenma offered her a drink. Yuki accepted, and they each poured themselves a glass of wine. The atmosphere grew more relaxed as they sipped their drinks and continued talking.

Yuki told him more about her favorite things in computer science, her hobbies, and her plans for the future. Kenma listened, genuinely interested in everything she had to say. As the conversation flowed, they started to delve into more personal topics.

"What was your first kiss like?" Yuki asked, a playful glint in her eye.

Kenma chuckled, feeling a bit nostalgic. "It was awkward. We were both nervous, and it was over before we knew it."

Yuki laughed. "I think everyone's first kiss is awkward."

Kenma took a sip of his wine, feeling more comfortable. "What about you?"

Yuki smiled. "Pretty much the same. It was in high school, with a guy I had a crush on for ages. It was sweet, but definitely awkward."

The conversation grew more intimate, each of them sharing pieces of their past they hadn't shared with many people. They talked about their fears, their dreams, and their experiences. The wine flowed, and so did their words.

"When did you first have sex?" Yuki asked, her cheeks flushed from the wine and the boldness of her question.

Kenma hesitated, then decided to be honest. "In college. It was with someone I was dating at the time. It wasn't anything special, but it was a learning experience."

Yuki nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Mine was in college too. It wasn't what I expected, but it taught me a lot about myself."

As they continued talking, the atmosphere shifted. The air between them grew charged with a tension that was both exciting and a bit nerve-wracking. Kenma found himself drawn to Yuki in a way he hadn't expected.

He moved closer, their knees almost touching. "Yuki, can I ask you something?"

"Of course," she replied, her voice soft.

"Do you ever feel like you're living a double life?" he asked, looking into her eyes. "Like there's the person everyone sees, and then there's the real you?"

Yuki nodded slowly. "Yeah, I do. It's hard to show the real me sometimes."

Kenma reached out, gently taking her hand. "I think I'm starting to see the real you, and I like what I see."

Yuki's breath hitched, and she looked at him with a mixture of surprise and desire. "Kenma..."

He leaned in, his heart pounding. "Can I kiss you?"

She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut as he closed the distance between them. Their lips met in a kiss that was slow and tender at first, then grew more passionate. Kenma felt a surge of emotion, a mix of desire and something deeper.

They pulled back, breathless, and looked at each other. "I've wanted to do that since the night at the club," Kenma admitted.

"Me too," Yuki whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

They kissed again, and this time, it was more intense. Kenma's hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer. Yuki responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them in their own little bubble.

As the night wore on, their kisses turned into caresses, and their caresses into something more. They lost themselves in each other, exploring a new level of intimacy that left them both breathless and wanting more.