WARNINGS: Rapid mood swings (idk if that needs a warning but better safe than sorry), Oikawa's kinda a bitch but once again he isn't trying to be ableist
I don't have an s/o but Kuroo in this is a lot how one of my friends (who understands better because she has ADHD) acts, and Yaku is based off my more responsible and parental friend. Idk if you read my fics but if you do, I love you bitches <3.
"Hi Mrs. Kozume."
"Oh hello Tetsurou! KENMA, IT'S TIME TO GO!"
Kuroo could barely hear the small muttered "coming" upstairs, accompanied by the soft padding of his boyfriend's socks on the wood. The two were off to a training camp with Aoba Johsai, so the brunet was picking up the faux blond fairly early in the morning. Mr. Kozume came out with donuts and orange juice for the two, a tradition whenever they had to go to camp or stay overnight for an away game.
As soon as he saw his boyfriend, he knew it was a day of, as Kenma called it, Big Emotions. In other words, the smaller boy was more sensitive to emotions, both positive and negative, and it showed more than normal. Kuroo was used to this, of course, they had known each other for about a decade by now. However, he also knew how much the younger tried to come off as inconspicuous in front of most people, including his teammates. This, would prove to be an interesting day.
After they grabbed their food and bid goodbye, Kenma nearly ran to the passenger seat of Kuroo's car. He usually wasn't a fan of cars, but his boyfriend's was different. The seat was almost always perfect (except for the rare occasions when Bokuto rode with him, but it was easy to put it back in the right position), it didn't smell particularly strong, the windows pretty much always were lowered just a crack, and the seatbelt wasn't as rough on his neck when he moved as most were. He jumped in and immediately began rocking hard, his excitement at riding in the red Jeep Cherokee amplified too much to allow him to sit still.
"Seatbelt, love," Kuroo reminded. Kenma grumbled (just because the seatbelt was softer than most didn't mean he liked it) but complied, though he stretched it far enough that it was hardly against him. In his dad's car, he had a harness on his seat so that his seatbelt would sit as it should (and so that he couldn't take it off, that car was mostly used for long trips which the boy was NOT a fan of), but Kuroo and Mrs. Kozume didn't have one so they were all working on finding a way to get the faux blond to wear his seatbelt correctly.
He didn't like it, but the ride was fairly short and Kenma was rocking hard so the taller let it slide, motioning Kenma to choose the music (they had the same taste anyways) as he pulled out of the driveway.
The drive passed peacefully, and they pulled up to the community center that had been rented out. As soon as they did, they saw a yelling Oikawa running from an angry-looking Iwaizumi. "Gotta love Seijoh," Kuroo muttered, turning off the car and unlocking the doors. Kenma looked a bit wary (he was easily scared by anger) but he was still happy stimming so Kuroo didn't see need to distract him.
Everyone knew Kenma was a quiet and reserved person, and really there were only two people on the team that Kenma willingly hung out with. Kuroo (obviously), and Yaku (after he had helped him through a sensory overload in his first year, turns out he had an autistic sibling so he knew how to help without infantilizing). Since the former was usually talking with the other captain during training camps, the cat-like boy stuck close to the ladder, in turn also tending to be around Lev.
As Kuroo and Nobuyuki went to "converse with" (bother) Oikawa and Iwaizumi, the three went to the canteen where everyone else was. Kenma took out his game before they even sat down, proceeding to ignore the world and occasionally kicking Lev when he heard his name mentioned.
The day went by much as normal, save for the fact Kenma had a sensory overload during a match (the rapid swings from happiness over a good set to sadness about being scored on to excitement over scoring and back was a lot. He may not usually care that much but Big Emotions do) and a shutdown at lunch, but even those weren't super odd.
After lunch they had two more rematches, of which each team won once (making Nekoma the overall winner), before Oikawa and Kuroo decided that they both should drag their teams to a nearby restaurant.
"So, food is what can get you actually excited!" The brunet captain came over, commenting after seeing Kenma jumping around again. He immediately felt embarrassed, hunching over and chewing on his sleeves. He knew the arrogant boy didn't mean harm, but Big Emotions meant that it hurt a little bit to be poked fun at.
"Yaku, are you riding with us or something? I didn't see your car." His "knight in shining armor" came up and slung an arm around him, effectively taking the attention.
"Lev's dad insisted on bringing me, both of them work at the skate rink across the street so yeah a ride'd be great."
"Alright, you're in the back."
"What?! I should get shotgun since I'm the tallest."
"And the youngest. I'm the oldest out of everyone that'll be in the car!"
"Yeah, but it's Kuro's car and I get boyfriend privileges," Kenma piped up, willing to join the bickering now that the mood was lighter.
"I hate boyfriend privileges."
"Suck it up then," Kuroo laughed, dropping his arm and interlacing his fingers with the second year as the four headed outside.
Both the car ride and the meal was filled with much of the same banter, Kuroo taking just as much as he gave and Kenma doing his own share to poke at his boyfriend. It was fun and Kenma hadn't even realized he was bouncing and rocking until Oikawa pointed it out.
"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen the oh-so-apathetic Kozume emote!"
"Shut up Shittykawa, just because some people know how to have manners in public doesn't mean you get to fuck with them."
"So mean!"
The response didn't hit as hard as last time, probably because the opposing captain had been throwing around similar remarks both to them and his own teammates (and because Kuroo squeezed his knee under the table, a gesture of comfort and a reassuring sign that Oikawa was just joking).
"Better than whining loud enough the next prefecture can hear you," the faux blond retorted, grinning and playing with his boyfriend's fingers.
"C'mon, I thought we had setter solidarity!"
"That doesn't exist dumbass, and if it did who would want solidarity with you?"
"Plus he's right, you are a whiny bitch."
"Maki! Mattsun! Iwa they're being so mean to me!" He couldn't hide the grin on his face as he hid in his boyfriend's shoulder, and Kenma smirked as he turned back to his PSP under the table. The black haired boyfriends made eye contact, exasperated grins at their partners antics. Well, it had been a good day and there was only a car ride left, so a pretty big success.
"Kenma, you whine every time a new set starts."
"Shut up Lev!"
"AHA!"
"That's my EAR Trashykawa!"
Still a success.
[A/N: I so rarely see fics about an autistic character focusing on those days where emotions are just, amplified. As someone who, externally, seems a lot like Kenma I get weird reactions sometimes when I'm having one of those days, so I decided to project and give some more representation crumbs. Did you catch the hint about Viktuuri as Lev's parents?]
