Reckless - Kuroo Tetsurou

17

"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it,"

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(Kenma Point Of View)

It has been a few days since the news of Kuroo and m/n dating spread across the media. I noticed how m/n had changed since then. He would tense up at the slightest mention of social media. We haven't even been able to play Minecraft together anymore since that day. Kuroo on the other hand wouldn't say anything, he'd just act as if nothing happened. What the hell is wrong with these people?

I sighed and tapped m/n's shoulder as he flinched a bit before sighing and looking at me, I smiled softly before trying to start a conversation, "Hey, m/n,".

"Hi, Kenma-san, what's up?" He asked, flashing a soft but shaky smile.

"Do you maybe want to go out to dinner with me to McDonald's or something?" I asked as he pursed his lips softly before nodding, continuing to space out again.

A sigh escaped my lips as I took out my game and continued to play, beating boss after boss to relieve my stress. These boys are making people around them more troubled than they are themselves.

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(No one's Point Of View)

"Kenma-san, why did you decide to have dinner with me at McDonald's?" M/n asked as he followed Kenma into the establishment and to the counter to order their food.

Kenma ordered their food before turning back to m/n with a straight face, he placed a hand on the tall male's shoulder. "you seemed like you needed to take your mind off of things,"

M/n smiled and nodded, agreeing with Kenma's statement. Their food was ready as m/n went to take it, bringing it to a table Kenma picked out. They sat in silence while eating their food. It was comfortable, m/n's gaze would occasionally wander out the window which was on the other side of the establishment. Kenma noticed as he heaved a loud sigh.

"M/n, what's up? You have something on your mind, don't you?" Kenma asked, making m/n snap out of his thoughts as he looked at the pudding headed boy and shook his head.

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry," m/n smiled. Kenma furrowed his eyebrows before nodding and continuing to eat.

After eating, the two boys realized the sun was setting as they went to a nearby park to enjoy it together. The park was nearly empty, only a few people could be seen other than Kenma and m/n.

"Thank you, Kenma-san,"

Kenma shot his head up, looking at the back of m/n's head since the tall male was walking in front for once. "I didn't do anything, I just treated you to McDonald's,"

M/n giggled and turned around, flashing a wide smile, showing hints of sadness in his eyes as he bit his bottom lip gently. "Ne, Kenma-san, have you ever..." he paused as Kenma looked at him in the eys, waiting for the other part of his question, "ah, nevermind... it's stupid,"

Kenma sighed as m/n continued walking. Once they found a bench, they sat down, enjoying the slow sunset as silence took over the atmosphere. Suddenly, Kenma stood up, looking down to m/n with a soft smile. "If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here to listen, don't just keep everything to yourself, it isn't healthy,"

With that, Kenma walked away with his hands in his pockets, leaving m/n on the bench. M/n sighed as he threw his bag onto the bench bringing his legs up to his chest as he placed his forehead on his knees, clutching his phone in one hand as he gripped his shirt near his chest tightly. he unlocked his phone and opened his messages, seeing the last message he got from Kuroo.

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(18:30 Friday 18th September)

Kuroo-san 🖤❤️

> Hey, I know this is sudden... but I don't think its gonna work out
> it's going to be hard, I know... I'm sorry
> It's best for both of us, don't you think?

Oh, okay... I wish you all the best, Kuroo-san
Thank you, for everything.

> Thanks for understanding, see you at school later.

Read - 16th September Wednesday 7:45 a.m.

-- END OF CONVO --

Soft sobs escaped m/n as he curled into a ball while gripping his hair in frustration, cursing himself for being so blind. As time pass, more and more people started walking through the park as they stared at m/n, concerned for the boy. After about half an hour, m/n finally uncurled himself as he stretched, feeling sore from the position he was in before.

M/n grabbed his bag and stuffed his phone into his bag, feeling a little better as he started walking back home, sniffing a little here and there. Suddenly, he accidentally knocked into someone about the same height as he tumbled back, catching himself before he fell. Immediately, he bowed a 90-degree angle and apologized.

"It's okay," the person said. Their voice was unusually familiar to m/n.

"Oh? M/n-kun?" asked another person, again, unusually familiar.

M/n stood up straight and saw the person he bumped into. Akaashi and Bokuto. They immediately noticed how puffy the model's eyes were and furrowed their eyebrows. M/n smiled as he fiddled with his fingers. "H-hello, Akaashi-kun, Bokuto-san,"

The three walked together for a while since Akaashi and Bokuto didn't want to leave m/n alone in that state. They were worried something bad would happen to their friend. They decided to walk m/n home, whether he liked it or not.

"you guys really didn't have to," m/n said as his eyes stuck to the ground, heaving a soft sigh.

Akaashi and Bokuto smiled as they walked on either side of the male model as they continued walking as Akaashi answered, "it's not a big deal, it's not always we get to run into each other like this,"

M/n chuckled softly before nodding, "You're right, it's nice to see you two again,"

"It's good to see you again too, pretty boy," Bokuto smiled, wrapping his arm around the model's neck.

"Yes, it's very nice to see you again," Akaashi added and flashed a smile.

A long silence filled the air as they finally reached m/n's house. The model stepped up to the doorstep and stopped, looking back at his friends. "Do you guys want to come in?"

"It's okay, you can go in," Bokuto smiled and waved softly.

"Hey, m/n, I was wondering... before you bumped into us, were you... crying?" Akaashi asked. A sudden pause that felt like an eternity to m/n as he found the right words to say.

"Y-yes..."

"Why...? If I might ask,"