Amnesia

Dominance

Hey guys early update this week cuz I'm on camp on Friday and I have no time to update tomorrow. I hope you like this chapter and let me know if you think I should add anything more to the story. Thank you for all your reads and votes!! Ily all :)

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He looked up to see the grey haired and green eyed Russian boy staring down at him. Great. Just great. His bully proceeded to pull him up by his collar. His breathing was becoming irregular as the shirt cut into his neck.

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He saw the boys hand curl into a fist as he squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the impact of his fist to hit his face. But instead he heard a quiet yelp of pain.

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He slowly opened one eye, scared of what he might encounter in front of him. It was the bed hair boy; he was holding the grey haired boys fist in his hand very obviously squeezing it as tight as he could. I heard the boys knuckle crack and a cry of pain coming from his mouth.

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"Lev, put him down before I put you down." Kuroo spoke, anger and seriousness in his voice, red singeing his eyes slightly as he glared at the Russian boy. He dropped Kenma instantly as he scrambled away once Kuroo had loosened his grip on him.

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"Kenma," the dark haired boy breathed into the blonde boy's ear, enveloping him in his arms. The sudden movement made Kenma flinch and he took a step back startled. Kuroo showed no sign of letting g anytime soon so Kenma slowly wrapped his arms around the boys back. He could feel the boys back muscles through the thin red shirt he was wearing. Kenma began to blush as he pulled his hands away from Kuroos back, he felt his heart speed up but he wasn't sure why.

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Kuroo noticed this movement and pull his head away still holding onto the blonde boy, their mouths alarmingly close and the redness of Kenmas cheeks deeepend. He was taking in every small detail of the boy, the cheesy grin he always had plastered on his face. The way his hair flopped in his eyes, his jaw like so sharp it could cut anything it touched. His lips, the way they curled up slightly when he smiled. Almost kissable. He thought before snapping himself out of it, fully aware the taller boy looming over him still watching his face.

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Kenmas heart started to race, "You don't remember do you?" The dark haired boys question took Kenma by surprise, struggling to find a good answer to what the boy had said. "No sorry." Kenma bowed to rhe boy not wanting to look up.

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He was soon made to look up though as a strong hand tilted his head slightly backwards, leaning in slowly. Possessiveness and sadness in his eyes, he connected their lips together. Kenma still surprised by the action, but kind of liking it at the same time. No way was he going to pull away, it all felt so familiar to him.

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He soon felt the other boy tugging his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He gave it to him and he loved the way it felt as their tongues fought for dominance, but Kenma knew he was no match for him. He just let himself melt into the boy as the kiss deepened, only stopping to come up for air.

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Is this love?