I'm not a game | Kenma Kozume x Reader

Sudden change

Kozume stands there patiently waiting for you to say something. You knit your brows together, unsure what Kozume is thinking about. "Why the sudden change?" You bluntly ask him. Kozume pulls his hand away from the book and scratches the back of his head. His eyes averting from your gaze. "If it's because of Kuroo..." Your words fade into silence.

"It's not." Kozume is quick to shut your lingering thoughts down. He bites his bottom lip, starting to feel annoyed again. "I can't really explain myself. I don't know the correct words to tell you. I also don't know how to show you how I'm feeling." You've never heard Kozume speak so many words all at once before. He huffs under his breath, squatting down in front of you so your eyes are at the same level. "Ever since you appeared, I've been doing a lot of things I wouldn't. It's tiring." Kozume speaks softly. You hold back a frown, your eyes steady on Kozume's golden ones.

"No one told you to do anything, Kozume."

"I know. My intentions weren't pretty in the beginning and you even called me out for it." The two of you grow quiet. "I don't know where this conversation is going Kozume."

"I want you to give me a second chance. I want to see this superhero Kuroo sees." You tilt your head, confused. "Superhero?" You say that word slowly. "Kuroo sees you as his superhero." You hold back a giggle, your eyes averting Kozume's. "He's an idiot." Y/L/N's tone is sweet and warm. A tone Kozume's never heard her used. He silently watches Y/L/N hide the smile on her face with her hand. Clearing your throat you look back at Kozume. "I'm sorry to let you down Kozume but...I don't plan to trust you so easily."

"That's fine." Kozume stands up, walking over to his desk. He lifts his desk up and places it next to yours. You turn to look at Kozume who sits next to you, his hand reaches for your poetry book and the roll of tape. Extending your hand, you try to take your things back but Kozume turns his back to you. He holds onto your things on his lap. The sound of the tape fills the silence between you two. Pressing your lips together, you pull your hand back to your sides. You're unsure how to retort against Kozume. With Kuroo you'd just yell and glare. But with Kozume, you couldn't do that. Kozume wouldn't yell back at you if you yelled at him. "Shouldn't you be with the others?" You softly say next to Kozume, your eyes looking at the clock on the back wall.

Kozume turns back to you, placing the book on his desk. He continues to tape the last two pages for you. "Did you want to be alone?" Surprised by his question, you slowly turn to look at Kozume. His hair falls over his face so you couldn't see his expression. Your hand clenches the ends of your skirt.

Personally, you didn't want to be alone. But you weren't going to admit that.

Kozume carefully closes the poetry book and slides it back towards you. "Kuroo and Lev won't miss me too much anyway. I never add anything to their conversation." Your eyes lower to the book in front of you. Your fingers gingerly lift the book up from the desk. Kozume silently looks at you. "You were close to your mom weren't you?" Kozume rests his cheek on his folded arms, looking up at you. Nodding your head, you place the book away in the desk cubby. You also lay your head down on your arms. Your eyes nervously looking over to Kozume.

"She was my only friend after Kuroo moved to Tokyo." A small smile forms on your face when you think of your mother. "She did everything she could as a mother to make sure I was fed and happy." Lowering your eyes, you look at your arm. The smile on your face falters and Kozume notices your eyes darken. "Y/L/N, you don't have to force yourself to talk about her." Kozume's low voice calls out to you. Closing your eyes, you see your mother. "I just miss her." Your lips tremble when you say those words aloud. Kozume mentally panics when he sees Y/L/N in pain.