the best of unexpected ~ a kozume kenma fanfic

other people

like i said before he's not big on pda, and doesn't normally call me any pet names in public. so to outsiders it's quite easy to mistake us as just friends.

people think it's strange, and kind of judge us for it. a couple of times boys in my class have come up to me and asked if i was dating anyone, since we keep our relationship so secret only the people we've told know that we're dating.

i always laugh awkwardly and say that i am.

"you are? wow, he must not treat you right then, since i've never seen you be with guys other than kozume and that third year. and there's no way you're dating the third year, since i never see you with only him. and kozume... you're way out of kozume's league."

when these words were uttered out of the boys mouth, i got mad.

i felt my eyebrows twitch, but i held my composure and threw a tight smile at him. "really? you think so? it'd surprise you if i said i'm actually dating kozume-kun, huh?"

"well, yeah. i'm surprised you guys are even friends in the first place. he's so boring. and his hair's weird."

oh wow, he was getting me mad.

"you don't think i'm dumb, do you?"

"h-huh? uh. no. you're one of the smartest in our class."

"ah, good. so then you'll believe me when i tell you that i am dating kozume-kun. and that he's not boring, and i am not out of his 'league' whatever that means." i leaned forward, smirking at him as i walked away.

"and his hair isn't weird. you just have no taste."

to be completely honest, i didn't care at all what other people thought at all. i would deal with all the haters and all of the rumors if it meant i could still be with kenma. the only person that mattered to me was him.

but to him, who heard the whole exchange between me and the jerk, he felt guilty.

so later that day, during lunch, he pulled me away from kuroo and yaku to the vending machines.

"what's wrong, ken? you didn't have to pull me so hard," i laughed a little, smoothing my skirt under me when i bent down to press the button for two apple juices. kenma fidgeted with his uniform vest, debating whether or not to tell me what was on his mind.

"kiyo... are you... okay. with um. you know. the rumors." he stuttered out.

i looked at him curiously as i stood up, holding the juice cans. "the rumors? like which ones specifically?" i asked, handing him one of the cans so i could open mine. "the ones about how i don't have a boyfriend but i actually do?" i guessed, beginning to walk back over to our lunch group.

kenma grabbed the sleeve of my blazer before i could take another step, startling me a little. "yeah. does that bother you? how we don't... make our relationship public." he mumbled. i turned around to see his downcast face.

i sighed softly and walked back to him, placing a hand on his cheek so he would look at me.

her eyes were kind and her hands were cool as she said, "well. it's not like we're intentionally trying to hide it or anything. and to be honest, i don't care at all what other people think or say about me." she gave me a small smile.

i felt guilt eat inside me as i recalled the incident from earlier. "then... what was that about just now. with um. what's his name." i never made an effort to remember the other students in our class unless absolutely necessary.

"oh. him. you heard that?" she laughed and her face made my heart squeeze. "i only bothered talking to him because he was talking bad about you. i care when people spread false rumors about the people i care about. especially you." she rubbed her thumb against my cheek.

"you don't have to worry about me, ken. i only care about what you think of me. not anyone else. if i have you, then that's all that matters." she began to pull her hand away from my face, but i suddenly pulled it back, and kissed her palm.

my eyes went wide at the sudden affection kenma rarely showed in public, even more rarely at school. he looked at me with a tiny smile on his face, then leaned down to kiss me on the lips.

and it wasn't even a quick peck either, but a long kiss, his arms wrapped around my waist too. anyone looking would be able to tell that this was not the quiet kenma who sat emotionlessly in class and never looked anyone in the eyes for longer than a millisecond.

i was surprised as well, blinking in complete shock as he pulled away, licking his lips to clear the layer of chapstick i'd applied earlier.

"just like how you care about how people think of me, i care about how people think of you. and i want them to know that you're mine." he said in a voice too casual for the words he was saying.

"so i'm gonna try to show it more now, okay?" he said, taking my hand with his free one, and pulling me back over to the group without letting go.