tired | kuroken

tired

song for chapter:
apocalypse - cigarettes after sex
[highly recommend + put on repeat]

"let's go kenma." kuroo dragged my hand, my weak legs follow. my head faced at the ground, his hand gripping my wrist tighter.

my slouched back, my tired face. as we get closer to the car he finally lets go of my wrist, leading me to the passenger seat. he walks in front of the car to the drivers seat as i opened the door.

left foot in first, sitting flat on the chair, closing the door gently. my right shoulder turned to grab the seatbelt, crossing it over my fragile body.

kuroo started the car, music playing from before. driving off as he put his seatbelt on. i looked down at my feet, my eyes feeling heavy.

"i said i was tired..." i murmured, thinking he didn't hear me. "it's gonna be fun i promise!" you felt the smile from his face.

yeah. you said that before. you always say that.

my eyes drifted, wanted to take a short nap before we arrived.

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my eyes slowly opened, seeing light coming from a house. loud music playing. i rolled my eyes.

"come on let's go" kuroo said, unbuckling his seatbelt, stepping out of the car. i let out a frustrated sigh, unbuckling mine and opened the door.

i shut the door, hearing the car lock. i grabbed my phone from my pocket, scrolling through instagram.

suddenly the phone was pulled away from me, "you're always on your phone, can you just put it away for tonight?" kuroo said, shutting it off.

"kuroo give me my phone." "no." i stared at him. not wanted to argue and ruin his mood, i closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down.

i turned, walking towards the house. i shoved my hands down my pockets from the cold wind, as i heard his footsteps from behind.

i opened the door, expecting it to be unlocked. the first few things i saw were couples making out, people taking shots, dancing, and groups laughing their asses off. i looked down from disgust, wanting to go home.

"let's go find bokuto and akaashi." i heard kuroo say from behind. i nodded not wanting to say anything else.

he walked in front of me, leading the way. i looked at the back of his head, not taking my eyes off him.

does he care about me?

"ah, there they are." he interrupted my thoughts. in front of us, akaashi on the couch with a red solo cup in his hand as bokuto stood in front of him, having a conversation.

akaashi looked our way, causing bokuto to turn around. bokuto's eyes lit up seeing kuroo, giving a quick hug as a new conversation started.

akaashi stood up from the couch, walking towards me. "made you come again huh?" standing next to me.

"yeah... i told him i was tired, but he never listens." i quietly said.

"how are you guys, really?" a question i wasn't expecting from him. my mind went blank, no words coming out. i hesitated to answer.

"kenma?" akaashi stood in front of me now. a concerned look on his face.

i looked up at him, "sorry.."

"kenma are you okay?" his eyebrows furrowed, setting his cup down on the counter.

i played with my fingers, biting my lip. "i-i don't know."