I don't have my phone, so fuck the aesthetic. sorry.
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She had seen the video I had sent, she hadn't answered for a while though. She, Kenma really was gorgeous, everything about her, her bobbed hair that was often times curled in a way where it rested perfectly against her face. She may not have the biological body of a woman, but damn she was sure hell of one.
"Who you, textin,'" Bokuto snaked an arm around my shoulder before resting his head on the other.
I held my phone to my chest, screen facing inwards. "No one." My voice came out a little more frantic than I intended.
"Oho ho, is it a lady?" The elder boy raised his over-dramatic eyebrows.
"what?"
"Oooh it is!" He threw his arms in the air with an accomplished look on his face.
"Kou- Damn it, I didn't say anything about it!"
"But it is a girl, right?"
I looked at him for a while before my blank face snapped into a signature smirk.
"So what if it is?" I slurred my words ever so slightly and raised my arms in a defeated manner.
Bokuto ran his hands through his hair, later complaining about the residue that was left on them from his hair gel.
I told him about Kenma, you'd think that there wasn't really much to tell, due to the fact that we had started conversing less than a week ago. Oh boy, I told him about her, how flawless she was, how she was trans, the way her grammar sucked ass, but it just added to the reasons why I was so attracted to her.
"yO, LEMME BE YOUR WING-MAN, BRO!" Kou gleamed.
"Yeah, maybe not."
"I know exactly what you should text her!"
"Oh really?" I raised my brows in amusement.
"Yeah! Text her saying 'hoot hoot ur cute' "
I cackled and wheezed at his statement before realizing that he was 100% serious. His face was filled with confusion and a hint of pride. He stared at me for a while, I stared at him. He snorted before letting out a roar of laughter, trying to speak words, but having painful wheezes escape him instead.
We held our boards by our side as we strolled along the now dark streets. The night was almost silent, the sound of cars drag racing and our footsteps were the only noises that occupied the space. I calculated 13 hours back, 8:43AM, it'd be for her.
Our time tables fit quite nicely in a sense, when i woke up the night was still young for her, when she went to school, I would be getting ready to sleep, multiple intersections between us.
10,523 miles of inconvenience between Perth and Minnesota.
I decided to text her before I crossed he street towards mt house.
Daddy Kuroo:
>hoot hoot ur cute
xkenmu:
>blushu
Everything she said made me feel as if my heart had exploded, warmth filling every inch of my being. It was nice, an odd feeling, a new one. It was nice, pleasant, i could get used to it.
I knocked on the door, my mother answered, her wild hair stood in different directions. I smiled at her, we exchanged greetings.
I walked to my room, sighing as i flopped.
Why does everything good always come with a price?
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Short and shitty chapter, please forgive. I didn't edit :p
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『10523』KuroKen AU
FanfictionKuroo Tetsurou, a 17 year old from Perth, WA. Kenma Kozume, a 16 year old from Minnesota, USA. 10,523 Miles apart. Kozume Kenma, a young Instagram star who post's aesthetic photos, outfits only a few people could hold up. A gamer girl who has an acc...