You Could Never Hurt Me

November

It's hard, to be hurting yet feel overwhelming happiness. It's not right. It's not normal. The positive is new, the light trying to push away my shadows.

"Hey, Kenma, you okay?" A voice crackled through the comms. "If you're tired we can game tomorrow."

"No, I'm fine Shouyo." Kenma shook his head to refocus on the game he was playing online with his friends. It wasn't long until his anxiety poked its ugly head up out of the ground again though.

I'm useless, they don't like me, I'm annoying, it hurts...

"Kenma." Kuroo's voice came through Kenma's headset. "Kenma, you should go rest."

"I'm fine." He tried to say it confidently, but he knew his wavering voice gave him away.

"This is a private line, Shouyo can't hear us so don't lie to me." Kuroo sounded exhausted but his voice was still strong.

"Ha, you're one to talk. You sound exhausted."

"It's my soulmate, they're hurting so I'm hurting."

Kenma felt a pang of guilt in his heart.

"But I can't do anything for them because they won't let me."

"Kuroo, do you know who your soulmate is?" The guilt he felt didn't belong to him, it didn't feel like his emotion.

Kenma was only met with silence in return.

"Do. You. Know?"

"Of course I do. How could I not tell who my soulmate was." Kuroo laughed awkwardly.

Kenma felt the guilt be overshadowed by regret and embarrassment.

"I think you should come over tonight." Is all he said before leaving a stunned Kuroo alone in the game, saying goodbye to Hinata, and then logging out.

Suddenly, every negative emotion he felt, both his and his soulmates, were replaced by an almost overwhelming feeling of hope.

-

Joy is a rare occurrence. The constant feeling of never being settled is overwhelming. But it's fine, it's okay because I know how to handle the negative.

"I'm here." Kuroo knocked on Kenma's door. He wrapped his coat tighter around his body as he shivered, the November night was very cold.

"Come on, you look like you're freezing." Kenma opened the door and dragged Kuroo into his house and all the way to his room. "Do you want hot chocolate or something?"

"You're being awfully hospitable." Kuroo chuckled at Kenma's red face.

"I'm just trying to be nice. If you don't want anything just say so."

Kuroo felt embarrassment creep its way through his body. "If you're offering, I would love some. But I'll go with you and you can get some too." The embarrassment slowly went away.

The silence was deafening as the two sat in Kenma's room sipping their drinks. Both were feeling such a tangle of emotions that the other couldn't decipher them.

"Kenma, why am I here?" Kuroo finally broke the silence, his curiosity (and hope) forcing him to speak.

"Do I hurt you?" Kenma asked gently.

"What?!"

"My emotions, my feelings. Do they hurt you? Cause they hurt me..."

"No! You could never hurt me," Kuroo told him without any sign of uncertainty.