haikyuu oneshots

shy | kenma kozume | fluff

  "it's not my fault we haven't spoken! he's so quiet!" you whined to one of your only friends, (b/f/n).

  "oi, you don't complain, you're too quiet too." she groaned.

  "am i really that quiet?" you asked. she raised an eyebrow.

  "you're so quiet sometimes i forget you can talk." she rolled her eyes and laughed.

"go- talk- to- him!" she pushed you out from behind the wall. you were face to face with him. oh god, now what?

"uh- hi." you said awkwardly. the pudding head raised an eyebrow before initiating retreat. this boy-

  you went back behind the wall, only to face a very disappointed (b/f/n).

"that was unenthusiastic." she shook her head. you pouted.

  "it's not my fault i don't like making friends..." you mumbled.

  "gosh, just be louder, will you? he's a really nice guy!" she shook your shoulders back and forth and you uselessly let her.

  "how do you know? how did you even become friends with him?" you asked. (b/f/n) was definitely very loud and bubbly, maybe that was why. you on the other hand, was definitely more quiet and shy.

  "okay, life lessons time. number one, talk. number two, don't use that monotone and quiet voice of yours. number three, GET OFF YOUR PHONE. okay, number four, be nice. number five, stop waiting for him to approach you first, it's not gonna happen, he's not going to talk to you if you don't talk to him for at least a while." she said. you weren't sure if you caught most of that, but that's okay, it's all cool, you can do this.

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  "aye, kenma!" your eyes widened and you glared at (b/f/n) as she called for the adorable little kitten.

  "uh- yes?" he said shyly. kuroo had followed him too, which meant there was one more person to deal with, just great.

  "are you going to help clear up or not?" she asked.

  "uh- kuro- he- kuro..." soon, his voice trailed off and kuroo had to explain for him.

  "i invited kenma over to my house but we can stay a while longer." he smiled. kenma looked down and bit his lip.

"ooh, okay, thanks!" (b/f/n) clapped her hands before skipping off and pulling kuroo along, leaving both you and kenma alone.

"oh, me and (b/f/n) will be cleaning up at this side with the others. the both of you go sort stuff out on the other side okay?" kuroo said. you looked at kenma. oh my god, why was he so ridiculously adorable?

you started picking up some of the volleyballs and putting them into a basket while kenma did the same. the problem was, the both of you were too shy to talk to each other. you just awkwardly looked at him whenever you walked past each other without saying a word. oh god, he was attractive. how could one be so attractive?

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"ugh, i told you to go talk to him already!" (b/f/n) groaned."

"okay, okay, i get it!" you whined. she lifted your head and raised an eyebrow before turning your head to a side where your eyes were suddenly blessed by the image of the majestic kenma kozume.

"put down your phone, stand up, and go talk to him." (b/f/n) ordered. you gulped and nodded slowly before standing up and walking towards him.

"ah- kozume-kun-" you stuttered as you walked in front of him. he jumped a little and you worried for your life that you scared the loving daylights out of the boy who was staring down at his phone.

"oh- (l/n)-san... k- kenma- kenma will do." he stuttered back. long story short you basically regretted half the things- no- everything you did after (b/f/n) convinced you to talk to kenma.

"oh- okay- kenma..." you said, your voice getting quieter and quieter with every word.

"y- yes?"

"hi."

at this point, (b/f/n) saw you and facepalmed before giving up on you.

"uh- hello." he mumbled back. did he think you were weird? did he think that you were some demented idiot? i mean you probably were weird and some demented idiot but you probably don't want others to know, especially your crush, do you? ah geez, the effects of social anxiety, eh?

"kenma- i- i just want to get- get to know you a bit more and all... so- so please d- don't judge me."

"i know you like me." he muttered back before you went all like 'oh shit.' in your brain.

"ehm... yeah, i do. it's okay if you don't like me back! i'm not exactly attractive anyway..." you said shyly. how did he know? why was he so smart? there really wasn't an end to the attractiveness of this boy, was there?

"i mean i don't technically love anyone in that way but i don't think you're exactly unattractive..." he went red right after he said this. your heart fluttered as he shot a smile at you.

"really?"

"which part do you want me to clarify?"

"the 'me not being an unattractive and ugly lil' shit' part."

"yeah, i don't think anyone's particularly unattractive. i don't like thinking that anyone is that way... but i'm sorry... i'm not ready to start a relationship with you now." he said in a monotone voice. well, way to break a girl's heart.

"aish, it's okay, kenma. we don't know each other that well yet anyway." you sighed. this was true, anyway. you'd only said your first few words to him that day after all.

"uh- n- no... i meant- i meant i didn't- i- i- i just don't think it'll work out between us. you're not exactly- my type." he stuttered. you sighed. and you thought you stood a chance with him.

"oh, i'm so sorry, kenma." you said.

"n- no! (f/n) it's not your fault!" he said, panicking.

"you don't need to panic!" you replied, ironically panicking inside.

"ooh, look at my baby kittens! so cute! kuroo-san, can your baby kitten play with my baby kitten?" (b/f/n) grinned.

"uh- (b/f/n)- he-"

"oi, kenma! you don't simply lie to her like that just because you're too shy. you'll hurt her feelings." oh, kuroo is great, isn't he?

"kuroo..."

"oi, (f/n), he likes you. date him, will you?"

you looked at him, he looked at you.

he wrapped his arms around you, you wrapped your arms around him.

"so... (f/n)... is that a yes or a no?"

"yes."

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a/n:
literally what my friend has been telling me about my gorgeous crush. ;-;
istg i'll have to do one with noya for my other gorgeous crush.
kags' birthday is comin so maybe one more then him?
~milkenma