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He laughed as Bokuto nearly choked on his dinner,  

"Bokuto-san, knock it off." Akaashi laughed too, pushing Bokuto away from him. Kenma liked being here with the  two of them, and Kuroo of course. It felt like a small family, one he didn't have to worry about being himself around. 

"My bad for nearly dying Akaashi." He managed after gaining his composure, 

"Well if you didn't eat the entire thing just so I couldn't have a bite, it wouldn't have happened." Kuroo crossed his arms, still upset he didn't get to try Bokuto's dinner. 

"Kuroo," Kenma nudged, "You had your own food.." Kuroo shot him a sad look, like a child being told no, 

"You're taking his side?" He scrunched up his face as Kenma pretended to think about it, 

"I'm not taking sides Kuroo, that's ridiculous." He saw Kuroo roll his eyes, turning away from all of them, 

"I'm just going to be over here if anyone decides they care about me." The three of them laughed as they exchanged looks. Kenma reaching under the table to wrap his fingers on Kuroo's leg. Kuroo pulled his leg away and Kenma gasped, 

"See if you get laid tonight," he rolled his eyes and saw Kuroo snap to look at him. 

"I could use a break," he teased. Bokuto and Akaashi mumbled in agreement, 

"I can't believe you even want to have sex again, like ever.." Bokuto said as he looked at Kenma. He'd read their messages and laughed, telling Kuroo he kind of liked it when people heard them. Which led to another painful session, luckily the other two hadn't commented on that. 

"He's kind of hard to stay away from.." Kuroo groaned, dropping his hands on the table. Kenma turned to Akaashi, hoping for some kind of relief, 

"Sorry Ken," He sighed, "I've got to go with Bokuto on this.. I mean it sounded pretty bad." Kenma looked at his lap, 

"Fine," He sighed, "I'll just have to do it Kuroo's way from now on." They all laughed and Bokuto turned the conversation back to himself, 

"So guys, did you all watch the clip i sent you?" 

The night came up on them quickly, the four of them half asleep in the elevator as it brought them up to their floor. 

"Goodnight," Kuroo said for them, Akaashi responding for the other two. Kenma leaned into Kuroo's side as he waited for the door to open. He breathed in Kuroo's scent, his head almost becoming lighter because of it. He loved this idiot; this big, dark, quirky idiot was all his and he wouldn't have it any other way. 

Kenma's phone vibrated in his pocket, he pulled it up and saw the unknown number, 

unknown- Having fun in Takayama, Kitten? 

He looked up at Kuroo, the only one who called him that. Kuroo just looked down at him with a smile, 

"What's up?" He asked. Kenma was about to tell him, show him the message, but decided against it after seeing the exhaustion in Kuroo's eyes. 

"Nothing," He pursed his lips and when Kuroo pecked them he realized it was probably nothing, Yama messing with them or something. 

- You're not funny Yama, or whoever Yama told to text us. 

unknown- Yama? as in Yamamoto.. no honey, sadly you're mistaken 

unknown- I don't associate with people like him. 

- like him? what does that mean? Also who are you? 

Kenma felt Kuroo leave his side, paying no attention to his phone. He wasn't hiding anything, but he didn't need to worry Kuroo about some prank texter. They'd probably overheard Kuroo calling him Kitten, probably heard about their vacation from Lev or Yama. Nothing to worry about.