Kenma & Kuroo's *NSFW*

Episode 2

After a few shots and some beers, you noticed your rather quiet boyfriend more talkative and his normally outgoing bestfriend rather quiet. It seemed as if they'd swapped personalities and you sensed something but couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. You didn't really say anything either though, just enjoying the night and their presence.
Some hours passed by and it had already reached 3 in the morning. "Whelp... I think it's time we take this guy up to his bed" Kuroo said with a grin on his face. you chuckled a little and walked towards him stumbling and tripping over your own feet. Thankfully, Kuroo was there to catch you, wrapping his arm around your back and holding you up. "Ahh i'm sorry" you manage to mumble out. "I mayyyyy or may not be just a littttlllleeee bit drunk right now. haha" You peeked your head up and there he was staring right at you, eye to eye. You quickly turn red and try to stand on your own but his grip only tightens on your back. next thing you know, you and your boyfriends bestfriend are locking lips. You try to push yourself back but you don't seem strong enough as Kuroo's lips only press more into yours. He feels warmer than usual and you cant help but think about what had happened earlier in the bath. The kiss only deepens with time and you feel his hands begin to roam your body. Right as you feel them going down your waist you manage to let out a small moan. Kuroo quickly pulls back. "Y/N. Lets go taken Kenma upstairs" he says, speaking as if nothing just happened. Your boyfriend is laying on the couch passed out and as you glance toward him, a wave of guilt and embarrassment pass over you. "Don't worry this isn't the first time. I'll take him and meeet you up there ohkayy?" you say, knowing well you can barley cary yourself let alone someone else. "If you say so. Call me if you need anything. I assume you're sleeping with him in the bed so i'll be setting up on the floor, be careful" Kuroo says as he walks to Kenma's room.
FUCK.
Fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck.
"What did I just get myself into?!" you can't stop replaying it over and over in your head asking the same question of what you did what you just did. 
As you walk toward Kenma, you sit next to him on the floor just staring at him. He's the prettiest thing you've ever seen in your life and after 2 years of dating, you couldn't imagine yourself without him. It pained you to think that you and his bestfriend just betrayed him in his own home.
You run your fingers through his long, soft, hair as you force yourself to hold back tears. Kenma begins to move around and open his eyes looking at you with a smile on your face. He pats the couch silently asking you to lay next to him.
Crammed. The tight space of the couch doesn't allow for much moving room but you both love being close to each other so it's not much of an issue. "You look so beautiful" Kenma says as he rubs his arm around your back.
"Yesterday, today, tomorrow, and always. You're the one for me" he says as his hand gradually makes its way into your baggy tee.