Polaroid

. Dec 10-11.

Kenma sat infront on his computer set and looked at the bright monitor. He was currently falling asleep while playing Minecraft. He had gotten no rest what so ever. He looked at his chat to see people worried about him.

"Are you okay Kenma?"

"You don't look well dude."

"Are you sick?"

"Aw Kenma baby get some rest."

Kenma ignored the comments and continued to play until he couldn't keep his head up anymore and fell asleep on live.

A few hours later he blinked his eyes slowly as he woke up to find himself still broadcasting live. Everyone was commenting how adorable he looked asleep. He was surprised that people stayed that long to see him sleep. Fans could be creepy.

He sighs and turns around to find Kuroo dead asleep in his bed. Kenma groans and ends the live stream by sluggishly pressing buttons. He then dragged himself to bed. He made sure to leave a space in between himself and Kuroo as he got in bed. He wasn't trying to sleep on the cold hard floor nor did he want to kick Kuroo out. That would just be too mean, even for him. He closed his heavy eyes shut once again and drifted to a deep sleep.

The next morning Kenma woke up to his ankle in pain. He groans and shuffled around until it was unbearable. He sat up to see Kuroo bandaging his ankle. "Kuroo why are you?" He said sleepily.

"I saw the paper work on your table saying how bad you fucked up your ankle." Kuroo said as he got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Why are you looking at my stuff? You know what It doesn't matter, but you don't have to do that Kuroo. I can take care of myself, Iv always have" Kenma yawns

"What are you in the mood for?" Kuroo yelled now being gone from the room.

"I'll take anything." Kenma said as he grabbed his phone to look at his social media. The second he got on he saw a screenshot out Kuroo and him sleeping. Then he noticed how many notifications he had. He slowly started scrolling more to see a picture of Kuroo wrapping his ankle with a bandage. Which happened just a few minutes ago...

Kenma slowly turned his head to see his monitor with the live stream still up. He must of missed the end stream button last night. He quickly got up and tried to run to his computer but ended up tripping on the blanket that was tangled around his legs. As he tried to get up a pain shot up his leg. He collapsed onto the floor once more. "How dare you betray me" Kenma mumbled to himself. He heard someone coming his way but still continued. There was no time to waste because people are quick to cancel you over anything. Kuroo came back fast and peered over the door hearing a ruckus in Kenma's room.

"Kenma what in the world are you doing crawling on the floor?" He said as he saw Kenma under his table with the plug in his hand.

"K-Kuroo my stream, it was still going." Kenma tried to catch his breath.

"Jeez you scared me I thought there was a murderer in the house." He laughed and helped Kenma up. He took him to the kitchen so he could watch Kuroo cook.

Kenma groaned seeing all the screenshots that filled his Twitter feed of him and Kuroo. He was going to get scolled by his manger and it wasn't going to be fun. As he scrolled and scrolled he came across a picture of Kuroo kissing his forehead. Kenma face heated up as he stared at it. The longer he did the more he felt like his face was going to melt off. Kenma decided to log out of Twitter and turn his phone off immediately.

He needed to restrain himself from falling in love. That would be the biggest mistake he could do now. It won't even be possible, Kuroo was just wasting his time. He just didn't have the heart to tell him that though. He looked too happy and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin that.
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Kuroo's pov