-A Little Help- (KuroKen)

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(Kenmas POV)

Before I knew it it was Monday and I could hear Kuroo walking towards my room to wake me up for morning practice. I was already up but I liked Kuroo waking me up, if he thought I could get up on my own maybe he wouldn't come by in the morning and I didn't want that. Usually he would rip off my blankets and drag me out of bed but this morning was different. 

Even though I heard him walk into my room he didn't wake me up, at least not right away. I could hear his footsteps approach my bed as I waited for the cold to hit me, but it never did. Instead I could feel breathing on my face as I struggled to keep my eyes closed. Then the feeling of lips on the tip of my nose finally forced me to open them slowly. Sure enough there was Kuroo kneeling down to be level with my face.

"What are you doing?" I asked, still not making any effort to get out of bed. He stood up smiling and laughed a little.

"Waking you up of course!" I sighed and sat up shooing Kuroo out of my room as I changed into my uniform. I didn't hate his new style of getting me up, not at all actually I loved it, but I would never tell him that.

He and I walked to school like we always had, my head in my phone and my hand in his. Even though we had done this everyday something felt different this time. It was probably because of what happened at the park. I couldn't help but keep thinking about that day, it brought a smile to my face. We had confessed our love and then kissed just like that, at the park we'd spent all summer at, on the bench that I'd told Kuroo all my problems. This park was starting to feel a lot like home, Kuroo was starting to feel like home. Even if it was just my imagination it felt like Kuroo was holding my hand differently today.

"Hey Kenma," I heard Kuroo call for me and I hummed in response, I was almost done with this level and I needed to pay attention. "What do you think people would say? You know about us." Hmm about us. What exactly were we? I mean we confessed our love so we were dating right?

"I don't know. I think Yamamoto would be happy." I didn't really know what else to say since I wasn't close with anyone else really. I'm sure we'd get our fair share of disgusted glances and comments from the kids at school. I wonder if those third years would bully Kuroo too now? I don't want that.

"Yeah and Yaku too." Suddenly it fell silent. He was deep in thought, was he thinking about telling the team.

"Do-" Should I voice my concerns? I don't want him to think I don't want to date. I'm not embarrassed, scared would be the better word.

"What is it?" I looked up from my phone, pausing my game to meet his eyes on mine.

"Do you think those third years will..." The word couldn't leave my mouth, I didn't want to acknowledge them. The fact that these three people had so much power over my moves wasn't something I was proud of.

"I'm never leaving you alone again Kenma so you don't need to worry about them." He gripped my hand, slowing down his pace. "So if they have an issue they can talk to me about it." His smile reassured me, right I wasn't alone now. I know Kuroo was always there but it was different now, he was never ever going to leave me. Those three words spoken that Saturday night had glued him to me. I love you. Just like that we were stuck together. "We don't need to tell anyone now though if you're worried I understand." of course he did, he always did. I just nodded in response before going back to my game.

(Kuroos POV)

The rest of the walk to school had been quiet and peaceful. I enjoyed it though, even if he didn't talk much. Just holding his hand watching his fumble around on his phone made me happier than anything. Even if we had done this before we were dating it seemed to make me even more happy now. Kenma's hand felt small in mine but not nearly as small as it felt in the beginning of summer when he arrived. Just the thought of Kenma getting healthier made me happy, even if I knew he still had a long way to go. I wanted to bring up therapy but before I knew it we were at school and already getting ready for practice.