【ｐｌａｙｉｎｇ ｔｅｎｎｉｓ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｗｉｉ】ᵏ. ᵏᵉⁿᵐᵃ

𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥

~𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥~

"𝚱𝚬𝚴𝚳𝚨 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝚬𝚬 𝚳𝚬 𝚨𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝚴𝐆 𝐈 𝐖𝚨𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝚨𝐖𝚬𝐒𝐎𝚳𝚬ǃ" you exclaimed in joy. kenma softly smiled at your enthusiasm and nodded.

you and kenma had finally left the stuffy meeting room that you discussed kenma's schedule for the convention and were currently chilling in your shared hotel room. the meeting ended up dragging on all the way to the evening. 

the meeting was pretty dull overall but the organizer was really nice and explained everything that was going to happen really well. 

"ok kenma the convention is in 2 days and after these two days you'll barely have time to breathe," you spoke seriously. "what do you want to do?" you ask.

"sleep," kenma mumbled before falling into the bed. you pout at his action. 

"you barely did any talking i was the one being the master adulter," you whined. kenma chuckles at your childish behavior and closes his eyes pretending to sleep. 

"why are you so tired anyways i thought we went to bed at an ok time?" you ask curiously. kenma flashbacks to the night before and blushes a deep red color. 

"no reason," he mutters. "weirdo," you laugh softly. 

"are you really gonna take a nap because i'm about to go grab some food?" you hum. kenma gives you a tired thumbs up which sends you on your way. 

you quickly bought food for you and kenma and rushed back to the hotel. when you got back to the hotel it was later in the evening and everywhere was dark and quiet giving off a mellow and peaceful vibe,

you quietly entered the hotel room to find one of kenma's many games on the tv but no kenma eagerly playing. 'where is he' you think to yourself curiously.

your question was answered when you looked at the bed that kenma was currently residing in. kenma was sleeping peacefully with his controller still in hand. his serene sleeping face matched the peaceful and mellow vibe of the hotel almost lulling you into a trance. 

suddenly the noise of the tv blurred and you find yourself staring at kenma shamelessly. inspecting every inch of his nearly flawless face. you don't know how long you were staring at kenma's face but you knew it was long enough for kenma to start awaking from his sleep. 

you grow flustered when you realize you had been staring at kenma for such a long time and attempt to shake yourself out of it. 

"kenma i'm back with food," you hum softly. kenma fully awakens at your voice and starts to conduct himself. 

"how long was i out for," kenma mumbled drowsily. you chuckled at his sleepy behavior and think for a moment. "i'm guessing for a while it's now late in the evening," you answer.

kenma silently nods and made grabby hands towards the food, obviously still very drowsy. you smile and begin to unpack the food for both you and kenma. 

you both eat while making quiet chatter about the days to come. kenma had expressed his concerns about meeting his fans for the first time but you assured him you would be there for him. 

obviously, this wasn't kenma's first convention but it was his first convention going as kodzuken. you tried to make him feel better by reminding him about how this was your first time managing someone which made him chuckle.

you soon finished your food and started to clean up both you and kenma's trash. after you were finished you told kenma to start getting ready for bed which he did reluctantly. you soon got ready for bed after him and forced him to get off his games and go to bed. 

you and kenma got into the bed at the same time this night so he was able to avoid most of the uncomfortable interactions of last night. kenma was still visibly uncomfortable with sharing the same bed with you which slightly upset you. 

"you act like you're going to sleep with a murderer," you mumble bitterly. kenma frowns at your cold behavior but decides to stay quiet. 

"good night kenma," you mutter quietly. "night," he replies softly. 

this night was much better than the night before which was almost torture for kenma. kenma soon noticed that you were having trouble sleeping and decided to try to assist you. 

kenma thought over his options to help you but ended up trying to do what felt the most natural. you felt kenma hesitantly wrap his arms around you with caused your heart rate to increase and your face to burn. 

"k-kenma," you whined softly. "sleep," kenma responds sternly. you soon grow comfortable in his embrace and do that exact thing kenma following suit soon after. 

you woke up in the morning to your alarm and the sunlight softly kissing your cheeks. you tried to get up to turn off your alarm but were confused when you felt a weight preventing yourself from getting up. 

your drowsy brain tried to process what was going on until you finally woke up enough to realize kenma was holding you close by the waist still attempting to keep you close to contain the warmth you were sharing. 

your heart suddenly increased almost sending you into cardiac arrest but not for the reason you would think. you weren't flustered because of the close contact you and kenma were sharing but the ethereal look on kenma's sleeping face. 

your breath was stolen as you continued to analyze kenma's sleeping face the annoying sound of the alarm was softened as you continued to take your time observing the ethereal being that was kenma.

a/n: why the heck did i get so poetic at the end what the heck 🚶‍♀️. never knew i was able to make myself simp over my own favorite character more just by rereading my own writing jesus the last couple of paragraphs deserve the nobel peace prize  😎. i know i usually publish two chapters a week but i wasn't feeling very swag mentally during the weekend so i apologize. n e wayz i love you guys so so much stay healthy and stay safe. 

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