"Good Lord, Kenma, how the hell do you have that many sweet rolls in your inventory!" I said incredulously as I looked at Kenma's character screen on Skyrim. "They aren't even essential to gameplay!"
Kuroo laughed loudly in between munching Cheetos on Kenma's living room couch. "Yeah man you should be stocking up on health potions instead cause you're gonna need 'em once you run into a frost troll!" Kenma irritably clicked his tongue, eyes still glued to the screen.
"I'd like to see you try and play this..." he mumbled. I giggled and continued watching Kenma play. He and Kuroo had just had practice about an hour beforehand and, being one of Kenma's best friends, I accepted the invitation they gave me to come over and play video games at his house. I wanted to come see Kenma play Skyrim since I had considered getting it over the weekend, so was learning the basics while watching Kenma.
Kuroo signed heavily and looked into his now empty bag of Cheetos.
"Yo, Kenma, Im gonna go head over to the convenience store to grab some more snacks. See ya in fifteen." With that he got up and walked out of Kenma's room tossing the empty bag in the trashcan. I watched Kuroo leave and quickly took his spot on the couch with a cunning smile.
"Guess whose not gettin' their seat back." I said under my breathe with a chuckle. I watched as Kenma serenely continued playing his game. All of a sudden his phone buzzed. He paused and picked it up. It seemed like he tensed up a bit and I thought his ears turned a bit red but it was probably just the lighting. I leaned over his shoulder a bit.
"Hey is that Snapchat?" Kenma jumped and quickly hid his phone looking quite nervous. I put my hands in the air defensivly.
"Woah, chill, I was just curious." I said.
"Don't you have a Snapchat, (f/n)?" Kenma asked. I looked around and rubbed the back of my head.
"No...not really. I kind of avoid social media and consists of selfies and all that stuff..." I said awkwardly, my face a little pink. Kenma raised an eyebrow.
"Why is that? Its a pretty cool way to share pictures." he suggested. I frantically shook my head and laughed nervously. I wasn't sure if he would laugh at me for what I was about to say or agree with me. I found it kind of hard to find the words to tell Kenma what I thought about myself since I've had a crush on him since I transferred to Nekoma.
"Its just...most people on social media post pictures of themselves if they have the looks for it...which is something I'm lacking. And believe me the world has seen enough of my face already." I tried to laugh like I just made a lame joke until I saw Kenmas face.
He looked at me with wide eyes which soon turned angry...well, angry for Kenma.
"Why would you say such a thing about yourself!? Is that what you really think!?" I was genuinely surprised and I felt my face redden but I kept my composer.
"Well yeah. I mean it's not like I'm actually attractive or anything. I seriously have the same boring (h/c) hair everyday, I wear jeans and a sweatshirt everyday, and when I actually try to put make up on and stuff I just look like I'm trying too hard to be something I 'm not...it's simple really." Kenma looked down and stared intently and the ground with his cat-like irises.
"(f/n)...did you ever had your appearance commented on...like...online." He asked in a dark tone. I felt a dull ache grow in my heart and tears sting in my eyes but I still kept my smile.
"I guess...I posted some selfies a while back and...and people told the truth about what they thought..." Kenma drew closer and I felt his hand caress my cheek. I was crying? When did that happen?
"What did they say." Kenma asked. Thats when my mask shattered and I started crying. At first it started off as broken words then gradually more tears fell.
"I-it was the reason I moved...people were making fun of me at school and online...I was finding hate mail in my locker...my friends were turning on me...it started because...the girl I was running against for class president hated me...she got a hold of some pictures I had posted...she started pointing out every flaw and made up stuff about me...and sent a list to the whole school...and some of the comments were..." I gasped a little as the tears continued. "I-I really dont want to believe the things she said...but every time I look in the mirror now...deep down I know they are true..."
I sat there for a while shaking and weak. That was until I realized Kenma was hugging me. His arms were wrapped tightly around me and my face was buried in the crook of his neck among his fluffy locks of blonde hair. Normally I would have been embarrassed and pull away, but I couldnt help but return his embrace.
"Listen to me." He said in a surprisingly heartfelt voice."If there is one thing I am terrified of it's being judged by others. And one thing I know is that people are liars. Some people will say terrible and untruthful things for their own benefit and don't give a damn about who it hurts. All those people are liars. All the things that came out of their mouths were lies. And I just want you to know that-"
His voice caught in his throat and he pulled away. He sat there looking at the floor shuffling uncomfortably. Kenma's face was a deep scarlet and his brow was furrowed with concentration.
"I-I want you t-to k-know that...I um...ahh..." It looked like he was really struggling and he pulled at his collar. He met my eyes once, became even more red, and quickly pulled his hood over his face.I sat there confused with my heart in my throat.
"I-I want you to know that e-everything about you is w-wonderful. You are the p-prettiest girl I have ever laid eyes on and...I like you...a lot."
I sat there staring and felt my face burn and my heart slam against my chest. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot and I clasped my hand over my mouth to try stifle a giggle. Kenma curled up in a little ball.
"D-don't laugh at me...t-that was difficult." he mumbled from his sweat-shirt ball. I nervously tucked my hair behind my ear. Why am I doing this! I leaned closer to Kenma and gently tapped his shoulder.
"Hey...Kenma?" I said sweetly.
"What?" he said, lifting his head, still avoiding my eyes. Before he could do anything, I grabbed both sides of his hood and pulled him forward. I placed a slow but gentle kiss on his lips. I heard him sharply inhale and sit their frozen. I finally pulled away and stared the the ground. We were still very close.
Kenma's hood fell away to reveal his face, which was dark red and had a very shocked expression.
"I-I...um...uhh..." He tried to form words but it seemed I had broken him. I giggled.
"You are very cute when you stutter, Kenma. And when you blush..."I said, once and a while glancing up at his face. At this he looked even more embarrassed. I quickly grabbed a pillow and used it to hide my face.
"And I like you, too!" I almost yelled. I peaked over the top of my pillow to see Kenma with a smile on his face he was trying to cover up.
"I KNEW IT!!" Both Kenma and I nearly jumped out of our skins as Kuroo appeared in the doorway, arms filled with snacks. Kenma and I both moved away from each other as fast as they possibly could. Kuroo was laughing with triumph.
"I knew you would have the guts to confess today! You saw my Snapchat right?" he asked. Overcoming my embarrasment, I looked curiously at Kenma, who looked terrified.
"Please dont show her..."
"Show me what?" Kuroo took out his phone with a sly look on his face and held the screen in front of me. It was a picture of Kuroo with the stupidest look on his face in front of a stand of Pocky at the convenience store and it read ;
"box of pocky on me if u confess, u and (f/n) can share if u know what i mean ;D"
Kuroo grinned like a cat as he dangled a box of Pocky in front of me.
"Why dont you and Kenma here go play the Pocky game or somethin...isnt that what you kids do these days?"
Kenma immediately stood up and dragged Kuroo outside his room and slammed the door. But not before grabbing the box of Pocky first...
