Ready, Set.

Weekend

"Kenma," He whined through the phone. Kenma giggled and rolled over on the hotel bed.

"What?"

Kuroo sighed deeply. Kenma smiled, thankful his mom was already asleep on the other bed so she wouldn't see him cheesing.

"I miss you," Kuroo answered. Kenma loved hearing it, the tired voice on the other end of the phone making him miss Tokyo more than he ever imagines.

"I miss you." Kenma lifted the red shirt to his face, breathing in Kuroo's lingering scent as it faded from the fabric.

"I'm so tired," Kuroo yawned. Kenma looked at the hotel alarm and saw the numbers on the screen 9:30PM,

"What time is it?" Kenma asked,

"four thirty in the morning."

"Oh no, why did you answer when I called? I'm sorry.." Kenma felt guilty not knowing the time difference was so bad.

"I wanted to hear you voice, stay on the line ok?" Kuroo asked. Kenma grinned,

"Don't you want to go to sleep?" He knew he was tired from leaving their house so late. They'd flown out of Tokyo on Friday at 11pm just to land in Berlin on Thursday at 4pm. They got dinner and then his mom was so tired she got them out of hanging out with his father and to the hotel room.

"It's hard to sleep without you here, even though I did it for years before." Kuroo mumbled. Kenma understood that, even though he'd been awake for so long he wanted the warm, firm chest he was used to sleeping on.

"I know, I need to find a heating rock to sleep on." Kenma laughed, Kuroo grumbled,

"I'll adopt a cat for the weekend, it can mimic you well enough." He was blessed to be compared to a cat, but he knew there was no replacement for Kuroo.

"As long as I can name it," Kenma agreed.

"My mother would kill me," Kuroo laughed,

"Yeah," he sighed, "I guess I'll be good enough." Kenma teased,

"You're more than enough," Kuroo sighed, "I'll just suffer without you.."

"Ditto," Kenma yawned and felt the exhaustion kicking in. He slipped under the heavy blankets and pulled Kuroo's shirt over his nose.

"Night kitten," Kuroo breathed into the speaker,

"Night Ouji," Kenma replied. He dozed off with the phone balanced on his cheek. Kuroo's breathing filling his ears all night.

He felt the phone unstick from his face and reveal a sweaty cold patch of skin. He squinted at his mother and she put the phone on the pillow next to him.

"We've got to go to the first engagement soon baby," she wiped his hair off his forehead and he groaned, checking the time. It was only 9am.

He grabbed his phone and saw the texts from Kuroo,

K- I rolled over and hung up at some point

K- thanks for calling, call me again tn ok?

K- oh and send a picture of your suit, I wanna see you all dressed up again.

K- and maybe one all dressed down again ;)

K- K, have fun!

He smiled and slid the phone under the pillow,

"Which suit is for today Ken?" His mother held up the two suits. He sat up and looked at the bags,