Ready, Set.

Starters

The weekend repeated itself, they watched movies, joked around, incorporated Kenma into their friend group, and had sex a bunch. Each time Kenma got more and more attached to the idea of Kuroo. He knew Kuroo wasn't the staying type, but he was going to enjoy pretending until it all crashed on top of him.

It was Monday now and kenma was walking to practice.

K: are you here yet?

No, five minutes away. Why?

Kenma felt his heart quicken at Kuroo texting him, an image that he'd took over the weekend popping up each time.

K: I just wanted to see you before tweedle dee and tweedle dumb got here.

You'll see me just fine with them there too xx

K: yeah but I won't be able to kiss you

Kenma smirked before jogging the rest of the way to school. A futile attempt at quickening the travel time. He stopped outside the lockers, taking a few deep breaths so it didn't look like he ran here in desperation.

K: I saw that

Kenma spun around and saw Kuroo leaning against the gym doors.

"Why are you out here?" He asked,

"The same reason you ran here." He smiled before walking over and planting his lips on Kenma's. This was worth it. Kuroo broke away before it deepened

"Let's try and keep this just our thing a little while longer, the other boys on the team don't appreciate favoritism." Kuroo traced his lips with his thumb,

"Who said you'd favorite me?" Kenma opened his mouth and Kuroo ran his thumb over his bottom teeth.

"You Kitten," He growled and leaned down to press his lips against Kenma's jaw, "are clearly my favorite." Kenma pushed him away and smiled,

"Ok don't start this, Ive got to put my bag in my locker." He slid out from infront of Kuroo and headed into the locker room. Only a few boys were in there getting ready so Kenma felt good that they hadn't been seen.

Kuroo filed in behind Kenma cool as a cucumber. He appreciated how unreadable Kuroo was, he knew sooner or later that would bite him in the ass, even though Kuroo already was.

Kenma subtly brushed his pants along his backside, feeling the fabric of his briefs tickle the sensitive hickeys. He smiled before shaking it off and taking his jacket off to hang in his locker.

"My love monkeys." Yama said quietly as he startled both boys by sneaking in between them and wrapping his arms around them.

"It's gonna be a secret for a little bit Yama." Kuroo scolded. Yama nodded,

"Of course, no need to spoil it with Inaka and Yaku here." Yama understood. Yama had been chill all weekend too, even making up reasons for him and Lev to do something else for a little while so Kenma and Kuroo could be alone. Kuroo had told Yama to stop but Kenma knew he wasn't going to until he was content.

"Thanks buddy." Kuroo said and smiled at Kenma. Kenma blushed and turned away from both of them.

"It's gonna be hard to explain this though," Yama said and poked the hickey under Kenma's jaw. Kenma hissed and covered his neck. Shit. Kuroo had one too, above where his tee collar was on the back of his neck.

Kuroo shrugged, "They don't know about Kenma's sex life, he could be quite the ladies man."

"And yours?" Yama asked, Kuroo looked around before pulling on his jacket,