Sarhutahiko

Chapter 3

It was finally Saturday. Kenma didn't know how he felt.

Did he feel nervous? Excited? Was it good or bad to feel nervous? Was it okay to be expecting something?

Kenma shook his head. He shouldn't expect much. He should think of this like hanging out with Shoyo. 'It's not really a date.'

Kenma decided it'd be good to change his appearance today. Instead of his signature red sweater, a plain white long-sleeve shirt and black jeans that were a little baggy on him. He tucked in the shirt, pulling it out just a little bit. He added a black belt and black combat boots. He looked at himself in the mirror and thought he looked like he was trying too hard. Although, he liked to dress like this regardless of the occasion.

Kenma use a black mini backpack to hold his things. He looked at himself one more time and decided he looked good enough.

'Good enough? For what?'

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Kuroo had barely slept the night before. He was too excited. Honestly, he was surprised that this wasn't some crazy dream. He never thought that Kenma would've agreed to go on a date with him. Or that they would be texting as much as they did. He was glad though, considering Kenma never really talks in person.

Kuroo wore a black t-shirt that said "The King" paired with a black leather jacket. He wore black, ripped skinny jeans. A dark blue cardigan wrapped around his waist for some color and black vans.

Kuroo smirked at himself in the mirror, "Looking good." He finger-gunned himself.

He put on a silver dog tag necklace and some rings before grabbing his things and putting them in his pockets. He ran a hand through his hair and winked at himself in the mirror, trying to be confident as he left his room.

"Bokuto, Akaashi. I'm leaving." Kuroo called out to his two roommates that were sat, cuddled into the couch.

"Oooh~ finally going on your date~" Bokuto sang suggestively. "You better introduce us to "neko-chan" soon." Bokuto grinned. "I gotta see the guy that's got you wrapped around his little fingers."

"Shut up." Kuroo blushed. "Akaashi, get your boyfriend."

"Actually, I agree. I wanna meet Mr. "Pudding Cup"." Akaashi raised an eyebrow at Kuroo. He still remembered the embarrassed look on Kuroo's face when he found out that Kenma was named "Pudding Cup" on his contacts.

Kuroo blushed harder. "You guys are literally so annoying." he groaned. "I'm leaving." He didn't let them say another word as he left the apartment.

He pulled out his phone and texted Kenma.

> Can't wait to see you, kitty. :) <

The reply was almost instant.

[Pudding Cup <3]

< okay >

Kuroo found himself grinning like a fool for such a dull response. "Geez, Bokuto is right...I'm whipped." He sighed before rushing to the train station.

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Kenma arrived first. Exactly at 1 o'clock, like they had planned. He thought he felt a little too anxious as he felt his clammy hands. He really shouldn't let some random coffee shop guy make him feel like this.

It was too scary of a feeling.

"Kenma!"

Kenma's head whipped towards the sound. Kuroo waved at him with that smirk-like grin on his face. Kenma looked the taller up and down. He thought Kuroo looked good in casual clothes rather than his usual work attire.