Silent Phone Calls (KuroKen)

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Can we talk about how Kenma and that cat have the same exact expression...

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Kenma's POV

Tuesday quickly rolled into Wednesday, turned into Thursday, and before I knew it Friday appeared. Kuroo wouldn't be home till 4 today because of late volleyball practice to get ready for a big tournament or something, he didn't really mention. I personally was having a rather boring day and since I only saw my therapist on Tuesdays and Thursdays I had absolutely nothing to do. Aoi-san had off Wednesday and wanted to take me out shopping for clothes and such which ended up taking most of the day. She had me trying on all sorts of things even though I would have been content with a few sweatpants and t-shirts.

Eventually both my phone and Kuroo's psp, which I used more then he did, had died leaving me with a rather boring afternoon. I could play his tv console but after days of doing nothing but games I was surprisingly getting a bit tired of it. I didn't think that could happen to me. I could go for a walk? It's weird a walk doesn't seem like much to most people but for me, who hasn't been able to just go on a walk alone for almost ten years, it's pretty momentous. I quickly headed downstairs towards the front door were my shoes, which we got at the mall on Wednesday, were waiting. I threw on one of Kuroo's hoodies even though I had my own now to accompany my black sweatpants.

"Going for a walk?" Kuroo's dad, Haru-san, asked me as I tied my laces. I nodded my head yes while still tying my shoes. "I'd be back by 4 unless you want to hear Kuroo's dramatic worrying." He laughed and smiled at me, I laughed as well. I felt pretty comfortable around Kuroo's parents and they were starting to feel like my own family.

'I will.' I signed before leaving the house. I knew both his parent's were advancing quickly in sign language and devoted more time than they needed to in order to learn. All this effort for someone like me felt a bit strange.

I roamed through the streets which seemed slightly more busy than usual. It was 1 pm on a Friday though meaning that all the school kids were out and about with their friends. I observed the masses of people around me as I floated through the crowds on the street. Slivers of conversations pop in and out of my head eventually blending into one blow of sound. The people blended too. Short people, tall people, boys, girls, old women, and young men all walking from store to store, train station to subway stations, and so on. Eventually I had walked far enough to see a park which I was unfamiliar with, although something about it draw me towards it.

The park was filled with kids running around and playing while their parents sat on benches near by and watched them grow up before their eyes. I saw everyone bundled up in their winter coats, not letting the cold dampen their daily plans. I continued to walk through the park examining the people as they went about their day. Right when I was becoming comfortable with the outside world again I ran straight into a pole.

"Oi watch it dick head." Poles don't speak, do they? I glances up and saw a tall boy wearing the same school uniform Kuroo had. He had red hair that fluffily laid on his head, it looked soft and rather nice, however, it was contradicted by the scowl he had been wearing. "Are you going to apologize or not?" He asked staring down at me as I was too scared to get back on my feet. What do I say? What can I say? What are the odds he'd go away if I just ignored him? Suddenly I was pulled to my feet and I felt my collar being pulled. "Are you deaf or something," I mean he isn't that far off. "Answer me!"

"Oh there you are Kenma I've been looking everywhere for you!" The cheery voice sounded rather familiar, Oikawa. He jotted over to us and upon arrival I could sense the red haired boys tension. "Is there an issue here Takao?" Oikawa asked in a rather strange voice. He sounded as if he was asking playfully but something about the way he asked it felt rather dark. The red haired boy scoff and tossed me down, Oikawa caught me and returned me to my feet.

"I guess not." With that he walked off with a brown haired girl who I hadn't even noticed before.

"You should be careful of him," Oikawa said once the coast was clear. "He's kinda hot headed." I nodded my head to show I understood. "I didn't expect to see you out alone, does this mean you're feeling better with the outside world?" He asked as we began to walk around the park together. I hadn't planned to run into Oikawa here but I was thankful for the save and it was nice to see him since I hadn't in a while. Again I nodded my head. "Oh you can sign a little I've been learning, Kuroo's been teaching everyone." Kuroo was really pulling out all the stops to make sure I felt comfortable, he was putting in a lot of effort.

'He's teaching everyone?' I asked trying to clarify what he meant by everyone.

"Yeah but Bokuto isn't seeming to understand it well. Iwaizumi's struggling a bit too but he's getting the hang of it. Akaashi and I are doing pretty well if I do say so myself." He laughed and bragged about his new found skill a bit, it made me happy to listen to someone be so confident. I was secretly hoping Oikawa's confidence would rub off on me. Maybe then I'd be able to go back to the house, get my things, properly move into Kuroo's home, speak again. There were so many things I wanted to do but just simple lacked the strength to do them. "Hey Kenma," Oikawa said snapping me from my thoughts. "What do you say we hang out today, at least until Kuroo gets back from volleyball." I though it over a bit and saw no harm in it.

'Sure.' I didn't think I could regret a single word as much as that one. The second I agreed Oikawa was dragging me from store to store around Tokyo. He had me trying on clothes he picked out, tasting free samples at food stalls, and eventually we rested at a small cafe. He offer to pay and while I did feel bad I was way to cold to turn down his offer for hot chocolate. We sat in the corner seat, enclosed by bookshelves and plants, drinking our hot drinks.

"Kenma I just got a great idea!" Oikawa yelled excitedly. I had been lost in my own head and this sudden interruption made me jump. I looked at him to indicate he had my attention. "Let me braid your hair!" He seemed a bit too excited for this girly activity.

'What no way.' I said returning to my hot beverage.

"Please Kenma my sister moved away to college so I have no ones hair to braid now!" He pouted giving me puppy dog eyes. "Plus Iwa-chans hair isn't long enough to braid and he yells at me if I try." At this point I just felt bad for the guy, he seemed a bit too sad for such a silly thing. Although he did pay for my drink and help keep me busy for the day so I figured I could repay him this small favor.

"Kenma where were yo-" The second I walked through the front door at 4:30 Kuroo was waiting to lecture me. I had left my phone at home and I'm sure he was texting me like crazy. "What's up with your hair."

'Oikawa wanted to braid it and he kept crying about it so I let him do it.' I explained to the confused bed head standing the the door way. I began to take off my shoes expecting more questions from the taller boy, which soon followed.

"Why were you with Oikawa? Where'd you go? Why'd you leave your phone at home? I was scared something happened." He bombarded me with comments and questions which I had expected. To be fair with everything that happened he had every right to be worried.

'My phone died so I went for a walk and ran into Oikawa who asked to hang out for a bit. Nothing big.' He seemed to let out a relieved sigh as the situation became clear to him. I decided to leave the part out about the red head since it would only worry him more.

"I brought you home something after practice." He said leading me towards to kitchen were he gestured towards the apple pie slice sitting on the table. I smiled widely as he pulled out two forks for each of us.

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Just some Oikawa and Kenma content for the soul :) Think of this as a pre-apology for the next chapter...

Something about writing Kuroken stories during my online classes makes me very happy like sorry teacher I don't care bout you I'm tryna write about two boys falling in love here