Haikyuu imagines

Cold- Kenma

MDNI 18+ NSFW ⚠️

(if you don't like smut skip after he hugs her in the living room)

You've been dating Kenma for a long time, but the past couple of weeks he's been cold, distant towards you, not an ounce of affection. Not even his usual actions to tell you he's here, just absent minded.

One day you came home from school exhausted and have a lot of schoolwork to do. You and Kenma are in the same grade, same school, you thought that would be easier but with volleyball and Kenma's video games, you feel like more of a third priority.

He was sitting on the couch playing with his ps5, he didn't even notice you coming inside. You are one of the top students at school, so school keeps you busy, but you still miss the boy. "Kenma? Can I ask you something?" You ask softly putting your backpack down.

He was in the middle of playing his game, his eyes fixed on the screen as he pressed buttons frustratingly. He didn't hear you come in so he must have not heard your question. "What?" He muttered softly, his thumbs working on the controller. "Need something?"

"Do you want to break up?"

His thumbs suddenly stopped moving. The controller almost slipped from his grasp as he slowly turned his head to look at you. His eyes were cold, as usual, but there was a spark of something else in them, something like... fear? "Why would you ask that?"

"Let's see, when was the last time you kissed me? Hugged me? Told me hi? You've been cold lately."

He turned back to the game, his face unreadable. A muscle in his jaw twitched. "I'm busy. And we're not that kind of couple. We don't need all that... mushy stuff." He paused, then added quietly, "I love you. That's enough."

"We used to be that couple, though, Ken. What if it's not enough for me?" You sighed going to sit in a chair across from him.

He finally put the controller down, running a hand through his hair in frustration. For the first time in a long while, his cold facade cracked slightly. "What do you want from me? Hugs and kisses every day? Sweet nothings whispered into your ear? Is that what you need to feel loved?"

"No, but it wouldn't hurt every once in a while, Ken."

His expression softened just a bit. "You're being ridiculous. You know I'm not that type of guy," he muttered, but there was no real anger in his voice. "I show you love in other ways."

"But lately you haven't."

His jaw clenched slightly, he knew you were right. He hadn't been the most affectionate lately. His mind had been elsewhere- school, his games, his video games, his future. He sighed deeply, running his hand through his hair again. "I know... I've been busy."

"That's..." You sigh before speaking up. "It's a lane excuse, Kenma. And you know it. I never once stopped being the way I am towards you. Even with school and the thought of our future."

He felt a pang of guilt, you were always there for him, always supported him, always loved him. And what has he done in return? Neglected you. He stood up and walked over to you, stopping right in front of you. "You're right..."

"I am?" You stammered, blinking repeatedly, before letting out a shaky breath. "That's right, I'm right. Of course, I am."

He reached out and gently tilted your chin up with his finger, forcing you to look up into his eyes. "I've been an idiot... You deserve better than being ignored by your own boyfriend." His cold mask completely slipped away, revealing the warm, loving boyfriend underneath. "I'm sorry..."

You grab his hand kissing the back his palm. "I just miss you, Ken. I don't want to see you as the guy you've been lately; I miss my Kenma."

He felt something inside him break. Your gentle touch, your sweet words - they were like a balm to his cold soul. He pulled you into his arms suddenly, holding you tightly against his chest. "I'm here... I'm right here." He buried his face in your hair.