Maybe: A Kuroken story

Chapter 5 - Maybe

Kuroo quickly grabbed Kenma a change of clothes, a towel, and made some hot chocolate.

Kenma came out of the bathroom with the fresh clothes on. He looked absolutely adorable, he had on Kuroos baggy black sweater that hung off of one of Kenmas shoulders and surprisingly fitting basketball shorts. Kuroo couldn't stop staring at Kenma, blushing.

Kuroo sat Kenma down on the couch, wrapped him up in a blanket, and brought the hot chocolate over to him.

"Im sor-"

"Start off by telling me what happened." Kuroo interrupted Kenmas apology, sitting down next to him.

Kenma told Kuroo everything that happened while tears started streaming down his face. "I cant go back." Kenma said staring down at his mug.

"I know you guys arent at the best terms right now but im sure they're very worried." Kuroo said looking over into Kenmas eyes. "Look, you can stay here until you figure things out, okay? No rush at all but I think It's best to talk to them before police or anyone else get's involved."

"Thank you." Kenma said putting one of his hands on his forehead, the other hand wiping his tears away.

"It's the least I can do, and you know that." Kuroo said wrapping his arms around Kenma trying to make him feel safe.

Kuroo lightly kissed the top of Kenmas head, then his lips.

I don't think I'll ever get used to him kissing me like that. Kenma thought to himself. 

"Yknow, one thing I always do when im sad is dance." Kuroo said getting up and walking over to the stereo. "What genres do you like?" Kuroo asked looking over at a blushing Kenma.

"I would have never guessed you like dancing." Kenma said getting up and looking at all of the CDs. "But that's okay because I like your music taste... and I think you'd look cute dancing." His sentence slowly getting quiter and quiter. 

"No one said you had to be good at dancing to dance." Kuroo said, "Besides, it's helped me so much." 

Kuroos face got a lot sadder.

Kenma was about to ask him further until the radio eats the random alternative CD right out of his hands, scaring him.

"Anyways..." Kuroo says as he looks down at the small boy, brushes his hair back, and grabs his waist to pull him closer. Kenma returns the favor and wraps his arms around Kuroos neck.

"Yknow, never in a million years did I think I would be dancing with you, but then again never in a million years did I expect you to choose a CD as soft as this. Huh, I guess anything can happen." Kuroo said looking at Kenma and sticking his tongue out.

"Oh shut up." Kenma said rolling his eyes and flicking the back of Kuroos head. "It's nice."

Kuroo started blushing as he saw the adorable boy bury his head into his chest.

The two danced together for about 10 minutes just enjoying themselves and showing off absolutely horrible dance moves. Once the music finally stopped they laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling with bright smiles on their faces.

Kenma turned toward Kuroos face and stared into his eyes.

"Thank you. Really. For everything. Although you can be VERY horrible to be around when you find new puns on the internet, I actually really like you." Kenma said tracing circles with his finger on the floor, blushing.

"Well thats good because I really like you to." Kuroo said smiling. "And I have way better puns than you, you cant deny it!"

"Okay, sure." Kenma said scooting closer to Kuroo and grabbing onto his shirt.

Their lips soon met and they stayed together, on the floor kissing until they heard a knock at the front door.