Set Us Up | 私たちを立てて | Kenma Kozume

| nine x twenty |

"I knew I'd find you here.."

Kenma took a seat beside you on the ground as you sat by the side of the soccer pitch, there were a group a people on the pitch playing with a ball and tackling each other but your mind was only half focused on them. It was lunch time and you had left the class in order to be alone. You didn't know why but you just felt anxious for some reason. You didn't want to worry Kenma but you guess that you had already done so without even realising. You wanted to punch yourself in the head for making him show you that somber face.

So you turned and gave him a small smile, reaching a hand over slowly as if unsure of what he would do but sighed in relief when he put his smaller, bony hand in your own. Grabbing onto you much tighter than you thought he would.

"You always know where to find me, babe."

He didn't look away from you, those gorgeous, golden eyes looked over your face for a few seconds before looking down to the grass in front of him, "what happened with that girl?"

Your smile fell to a line along your lips and then you clicked your tongue, "why're you bringing that up?" But in your mind you were wondering how he even knew about that. Had he been watching? Or had he heard from someone else?

"Are you worried?"

You heard a huff come from his lips and you couldn't help smirking, as if already knowing what he was thinking, "of course not," you answered your own question, knowing that you spoke for the both of you, "you're my end all-be all, baby~" His cheeks turned a soft pink and he forced his head to look down so his hair would cover the side of his face. He didn't know how you could say something so embarrassing but you were also right, "I know.."

"You know?"

You couldn't help it, it was like everything you had been previously thinking so hard about just seemed like nothing now. You grinned and leaned into the boy, making him tilt a bit before sitting back up straight beside you, "I love you, Kenma."

"I love you too."

Your hand tightened around his, raising it quickly to plant your lips on the back of his hand before he could pull away from the sudden movement, "do you remember when I confessed to you?"

"You mean when I confessed to you." His words were almost muffled, pouting, you watched him raise his knees to the front of his chest so he could rest his chin there, still holding your hand between the two of you.

"Yeah, well," your voice held a snobby edge to it, "I was going to, but you beat me to it."

He looked towards you, unable to look away for long, and you caught the smile along his lips, "are you mad about that?"

"How could I be mad about that!" You wailed and looked up to the sky like you were in despair, wanting to be annoyed but ultimately recalling the memory to be one of the best you've had. Apart from all the times the two of you laid in bed together, clothed or not, "I'm not mad, it just annoyed me. You were so sneaky!"

"I wanted to do it way before you did. I just didn't know it yet."

He caught the smugness in your eyes, "Kuroo helped out, didn't he?"