xo | kuroken

02

october 20XX

kenma worked quietly at this desk, tracing over the white paper. it was only him and one other student in the model room currently, so every sound was noticeable if one of them moved.

as the weather got chillier, kenma's clothes tends to get heavier and outfits start to have more layers. with every shift in his movement, you can hear his windbreaker scuffle against the polyester material.

his point pen slid across the piece of paper, not sure what other detail he should be adding to the sketch. all kenma can currently think about is going back to his apartment and relaxing; maybe play a game?

but for kenma, going back to a quiet apartment is only a dream come true. although he lives alone, his best friend seems to live at his place — despite having his own place. kenma really debated if he should start making him pay for rent or at least the electricity bill.

after 30 more minutes of staying in the classroom, he decided to wrap things up and go back home. kenma stuffed his sketch in his folder and threw both that and his pencil case in his bag. he grabbed his stuff and violin case, leaving the classroom.

cold air hit his face as soon as he opened the door. the cold october air in tokyo wasn't unbearable but it definitely wasn't short sleeve weather.

kenma stuffed his hands in his pocket and turned up the music. he often enjoys these little walks, especially now that the weather has finally cooled down.

although he's been at university for a year and a half, he's still not quite used to the big city life. cars honking through traffic, tourist at every corner on the street, and tall skyscrapers as far as the eyes can see.

he was born in osaka but didn't stay for long. kenma's little family of three moved to sendai when he was barely 4 years old.

so growing up, he was more surrounded by bikes down the dirt roads, corner stores, and roaming cats.

and in middle school, that's when kenma met his best friend, akaashi keiji.

the two ended up in the same high school and were both extremely lucky to get into the same university.

so despite all the anxiety, kenma at least had one familiar face in a very unfamiliar city.

kenma's 15 minute walk was quick to end, already at the front of his apartment building. he put in the code to get into his house and was faced with a comforting warmth and smell of strawberry shortcake.

"i'm home," he calls out, expecting akaashi to yell something back.

but to his surprise, the house was quiet.

for once.

"hm, guess he didn't come and visit."

kenma walked in his apartment; kicking off his shoes. he threw his backpack and violin case on the couch and also took off the two layers of jackets he had on.

as he went to grab a beer, he saw a post it note that was stuck on his fridge.

came over for a bit to play with pie :p
i lit up your candle and ate your matcha ice cream
i went out to get some more for you cause i lowkey ate it all so ill be back in 30 minutes !!!
– your favorite keiji

and the end had a little drawing of an emoticon sticking out its tongue.

kenma laughs at the note, sticking it back on the fridge.

of course akaashi was in his apartment. honestly, it would have been more weird if he wasn't.

and it seems like the timing was perfect because kenma heard his door being unlocked and there walked in akaashi with a small grocery bag in his hand.