Haikyuu One-Shots And Lemons

-Video Game--[Kenma Kozume]-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENMA OMG YOU'VE GROWN SO MUCH! IMAGINE MY BABY BEING A LITTLE OLDER THAN THIS.

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"Kozume!" I shout happily.

"Hey, (L/n)."  He smiles back. "Sorry, I saw that you were about to close and I rushed here for a game." He rubs the back of his neck.

I worked at a game shop and met Kenma about a year ago when I saw him buy one of my favourite games so I immediately started a conversation with him.

Even after 1 year, Kenma and I always kept in touch and despite me being in a different school from him, we are very close.

Not too close, unfortunately, though.

Kenma was already 20 years old whilst I was still 3 years younger than him.

He'd usually ride me back to my apartment and stay for dinner sometimes but we've never done anything else, do my dislike.

"I'll wait for you to finish today." He smiled sweetly, handing me the game he wanted.

I blushed slightly and nodded before registering the game, handing it to him.

"I'll just close everything." I say in silence.

He nods at me and heads towards the door, the game in his hand and his car keys on the other hand.

I stare at his elegant posture and blush again, reminding myself that he'd take me home.

In his car.

To my house.

Just that thought sent blood rushing through my cheeks but I shook it off and decided to get ready to leave.

Once I had hang my clothes and locked all the doors, I grabbed my small bag and phone and happily mad emy way towards the entrance.

As soon as I opened the door, his head snapped towards me and his lips formed a sweet smile.

"Ready to go?" He asks.

I answer with a 'hmm' and close the front door before following him to the car.

I follow him to his car and just as I was reaching out for the door, he opens it for me and bows, like in the movies.

"After you, m'lady." He says teasingly.

"Why, thank you, kind sir." I reply with a giggle.

I enter the car with another blush and wait until he enters.

Once we both were ready to leave, he started the car and drove his way to my house.

"Are you staying for dinner?" I ask him shyly, fiddling with the end of my top.

"I think I might." He says quietly, without hesitation.

"Cool." I smile, flashing him one of my toothy smiles.

He did the same and quickly glanced at me.

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"Alright, what would you like?" I ask him, tying my apron.

"How about some pasta?" He laughs, rubbing his neck.

I tried to tie the apron behind my back but I couldn't make the knot properly and as soon as he noticed this, he giggled at my actions and moved towards me.

"Here."

I felt him take the ends of the string and bringing them close together, touching the small part of my back.

I couldn't help but to lean more into his touch and without noticing, I had completely pressed my back against his chest.

"(L/n)-san?" He says, dropping his hands.

I realized the position we were in but I didn't move.

I couldn't move.

I didn't want to.

"I'm sorry." I says under a breath.

"What for, eh?" He replies in the same tone.

"I really don't wanna move." I say again, looking up to him.

He stared back at me for a few seconds.

Suddenly, I started feeling his breathing getting closer to me and my eyes were soon fluttering close.

Surprisingly, our lips finally touched and I felt his hands turn me around, my body now facing him and my hands pressed to his chest.

I stood still as our lips danced together and his hands slowly made their way up my back, stopping just below my bra, under my long top.

I pulled away from air and he leaned his forehead against mine, trying to regain the normal breathing.

"Shit." He suddenly cursed, closing his eyes shut.

"What?" I ask him, my eyes now reflecting worry.

"I wasn't supposed to do that just yet." He mumbled, averting his eyes from him.

I only looked at him before bursting into a fit of giggles.

I covered my mouth with my small hands and giggled at his adorable pout.

"What are you giggling about?" He asks me.

I shake my head, unable to find words.

"What?" He exclaims.

I just ignore him and started laughing louder.

"Oh lord." I stopped. "You're too cute."

He was silent for a moment before his whole face burst into a deep shade of red.

This only caused me to laugh more, almost rolling on the floor from so much laughter.

"Quit laughing at me." He groans.

Before I knew it, he was pinning me down on the floor, my hands over my head and his knees between my legs.

I immediately shut my mouth and stared up at him.

He leaned down fast and roughly pressed his lips against mine for a short time before pulling away.

"Are you going to laugh at me again?"

I nod, not trusting my voice and he kisses my lips with his warm ones again but this time in a more calm and soft way.

I kiss him back in no time and we pull away shortly after, using this time to breath.

I stay still, just processing everything's that happen when he suddenly cleared his throat.

"So, about that dinner?"