Silence( Yandere Kenma Kozume x Reader)

Chapter 14

When the sun started rising in the sky, Kenma hesitantly got down from his spot on the tree and made his way back home with tired steps. He knew his mother would be coming in his room in the morning so she could check up on him and say hi, and he didn't want his parents finding out that he snuck out in the middle of the night to go observe his crush from afar. He didn't think his parents would approve of his stalker-ish behavior. Nobody would. No one would even try to understand why he did that. Not even Kuroo.

They would all think he's crazy. Yeah, crazy over you. Wasn't it normal for him to care so much about your well-being? What if something happened to you? He'd never forgive himself. He was the only one meant for you. He had to keep watch over you. It was his duty. A promise he made himself. And he'd be damned if he'd ever break that promise.

And it's not like he was committing a crime. He just watched you to ensure your safety. Isn't that what any good person would do? The man of the house had to make sure that his wife and kids would be safe and sound and the woman had to watch over her children, teaching them all about life itself, and how to conquer the bumps into it. That was how a perfect family was supposed to be like, right?

Walking up his porch, Kenma checked his phone to look at the hour. 5:46 am. His parents would still be sleeping at a time like this. He was sure of it.

Slowly turning the doornob, he pushed the door open at a snale-like pace as to not make it creek to loudly. His parents slept upstairs like him but his father was a light sleeper, so he didn't want to take any risks on that. He entered the household and tip toed his way to his room. The house was quiet, so he was indeed right at thinking that his parents were still sleeping.

He straight up got to his room and closed the door, letting out a sigh he didn't know he had kept. Relief washed over him like a wave and the slight adrenaline that pumped in his veins was calming down. His eyes felt extremely heavy and he already predicted that he'd probably sleep for the rest of the day. A good nap was the essential, but you always came first. Even if it meant that he'd never sleep again to insure your safety, Kenma would do it without a doubt. You had to be kept clean and safe. Like the art piece that belonged in the most expensive of museums.

The blond dragged himself to his bed, fatigue clouding his eyes and dropped himself limp onto the bedsheets. He recently liked to imagine that you were there by his side and that you'd be the first thing he'd see while waking up in the morning. The way that your hair would cling messily around your face and the cute little snores you'd let pass your perfect lips. It helped him feel less anxious and more calm when he was alone.

He wanted to believe that his efforts in tagging after you, weren't useless and that one day you'd acknowledge him like he did for you. You'd need him around you like humans needed oxygen and you wouldn't be able to accomplish anything without him by your side. It truly did seem like a perfect life.

Opening his phone and unlocking it, the boy scrolled immediately through all the various photos and zooms he had cought of you. Every single one of them were perfect. Every frame that contained your face was perfect. Even if he'd take a photo of the most discusting thing he'd ever seen, if he'd catch your face in the frame, the picture would be perfect. You just had that talent.

He knew that you were way out of his league and that he probably didn't even appear in your radar as much as Kuroo did, but he was trying his best! You had to at least give him that.

Kenma smiled faintly as he looked over all the frames he now had of you. He may have to do a shrine for you later on if he ever gets the guts to take anything else from you. The lip gloss that belonged to you still rested on his bedside table between his lamp and his gameboy. He hadn't dared use it but it made him shiver everytime he had thought about it.