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Maybe using Google to research his
symptoms hadn't been a good idea.

‘Sudden nausea, headache,
dizziness, sensitivity to food smells.’

Just reading what he had typed
down made him realize that
it was pretty obvious.

Well, the search results.

They were obvious.

The problem was that it wasn't
just the headache, it wasn't just the
nausea nor only the dizziness.

It was the combination of all these
things that led to quite clear results.

“No fucking way..”

Kenma whispered to himself
as he scrolled yet through another
article in hope to get any other
possible explanation for the weird
things he had been experiencing
the past weeks.

He couldn't be, there was no way.

And he tried so hard to push this
rational thought far away in the
back of his brain, somewhere so
deep that it'd hopefully never
come up again.

The rational thought that was trying
to tell him that it was indeed possible.

It was the middle of October and
Kenma knew too well how Kuroo
and him had spent the past weeks
of the summer break together.

Well, it wasn't like they had been
constantly all over each other,
they aren't rabbits.

But Kuroo could be quite seducing
and convincing if he wanted.

A heavy sigh escaped the pudding
head as he closed the article and
deleted his search history before
he put his phone away, feline eyes
closing when he felt the sting again.

If he cried now,
his boyfriend would
immediately notice.

He was probably already wondering
why he was taking so long but the last
thing he needed right now was for
someone to ask him if he was okay.

Because he wasn't and he knew that
he'd either snap or burst into tears the
moment anyone would speak to him.

Maybe even both.

Convincing Kuroo not to walk him
home had been almost impossible.

They lived right next to each other,
they always walked home together
after practice and especially since
the incident in the changing room,
the ravenette was even more
protective over his small boyfriend.

“But I need to stop at the store,
my mom asked me to
get a few things.”

“Then I'll come with you.”

“Kuroo. You're tired and sweaty,
go home or you'll get sick. I'll be fine.”

“But you are already sick.
Let me come with you so I
can carry the stuff home,
I really don't mind.”