soon the summer weather was ushered away by the soft cold of fall. leaves fell and so did kuroo's constant gazes. they still had love in them, but not as much as they used to. he was faded.
kenma was oblivious, spending more time with his head ducked down in his phone. he became even more vulnerable to the outside world. the world zoomed on around him, swallowing and chewing at kuroo.
kuroo spent the next couple months in agony, slowly crumbling away like weak walls of a old house. he slowly began to drift away from kenma. the late night phone calls became shorter and the texting slowly turned to one or two per day.
