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Chapter 13

Kenma found predictability boring in the same sense that patterns were overly obvious to him, a commonality that he never got tired of though, was your smile when you saw him. Every time you looked at him you always seemed to smile and despite his normal lack of interest in people your smile made his heart race. Every. Time.

Sometimes he found it hard to label you. You were spontaneous and collected. Handsome and beautiful. Words weren't right to describe you but the pain in his chest when he wasn't around you was. When you stood there, reaching out to him the realization dawned on him, finally, that he was in love with you. Not just a crush or a like but he fell straight on his face every time he looked into your eyes. No one has done this to him before and now that he was conscious of it, taking your hand when it was extended to him felt different.

When you stood there, offering to go with him instead of the group he felt special in a sense that he might have won a battle he didn't know he was fighting. Kenma took your hand while he thought, not even looking at Yaku or Taketora...Not Kuroo. He didn't say anything, taking your hand and starting to lead the way to the stairs. He didn't care where anymore, as long as you walked he would follow and if you wanted for anything he would supply.

"We'll meet up in a bit!" You were left to say the goodbyes, waving over your shoulder as you were led away. Yaku waved back to you with a smile while Kuroo simply nodded his head, watching your hand rather than your face. Although he wasn't in low spirits about your fondness of Kenma, he thought it might be a little painful to see your smile while you walked away from him. Your smile for Kenma was so much different than the one for him.

Although he was comfortable to touch you and walk with you once the actual climb up the metal stairs begane Kenma started to get butterflies again, his stomach reminding him how you made him feel. He didn't let go of you, when you both stopped in the line, several people back. This slide let two people go at once as long as they held each other or rented a small two person float to go down on.

Although you both didn't talk to each other a whole lot while you qued you felt like you didn't need to, simply content in each other's company. When you were both at the front of the line, watching the pair before you start their descent you started to feel a little nervous yourself, taking note of how they went down. Would Kenma hold you from behind too?

Kenma was visibly nervous when you settled between his legs, it even took the lifeguard to remind him to place his arms around you for him to actually do it. In all honesty, he was just watching you while you lowered yourself, trying desperately not to think of this out of context. When he finally moved his arms he was overly aware of the way your sides and stomach felt on his finger tips while they grazed the lining of your swimming bottoms.

You were oblivious to Kenma's shaky touch somehow, still in your own bead about how it felt to be held by him. About how his hands would easily become your new favorite necklace. If he moved his hands even a few inches up or down he'd be touching sensitive areas. You knew that, he knew that and to the lifeguard watching it got the idea this whole situation was like two people who clearly had romantic tension but haven't done anything yet.

"You might hold them a little tighter." The lifeguard said that to Kenma both for safety and to nudge you both in the right direction.

"....Okay." Kenma held you just a bit tighter, his chest against your back now and his breath warm on the nape of your neck while your hair was pulled over one shoulder. He was reintroduced to the smell of your shampoo from just this morning but never once forgot how it felt to touch you. Holding you was almost agonizing at this point. He was actively fighting the urge to kiss the back of your neck.

When Kenma drew closer you found it a little awkward to place your hands on your legs so you readjusted yourself further back, practically leaning into him and sliding your own hands along his arms and placing them on top of his hands while they had you.