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kenma kozume sunset university room xxx AFFILIATED // COR

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Yaku was heading down to the cafeteria to have a little snack. He fell in line, soon buying a bad of chips and a drink. He took a seat at one of the empty tables, pulling out his books and started working on his assignment as he snacked on his chips.

Minutes later after being indulged in his work, he closed his book, managing to finish it and goes back to eating. Even if he did get his assignment just today, he rather get it out of the way.

He was looking around, as if he was trying to set his eyes on something to keep him busy when he saw a familiar hair colour. ❝KENMA!❞ He shouted, standing from his seat and waving his arm to get the other’s attention.

Well can’t blame him for being happy to see him.

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He had been initially quite shocked when his name was called out. It wasn’t exactly uncommon for Kenma to run into people he knew at the school’s cafeteria─ ESPECIALLY given how many familiar faces appeared at the volleyball club (though, given that it was still early on in the year, Kenma hadn’t gotten the change to speak to anyone). 

And yet, when he was called out to in the cafeteria, the setter was momentarily startled. He turned, cautiously peering over his shoulder and out from under his bangs. His brief moment of anxiety was washed away when Yaku came forward; his shoulders relaxed, and he even managed a small nod in greeting.

“Hello, Yaku.” Kenma returned the  greeting, “It’s nice to see you.” he added in, taking a moment before he did so. And it was true: Kenma was happy to see Yaku, especially after going so long without seeing him. He even smiled─ a light one, but a smile nonetheless. 

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     The moment the ball was tossed into the air, his entire being had started to move on instinct— his feet taking a few steps back, his eyes completely focused on his target, before he deemed that it was the right time to chase after it just as it was reaching its peak. 

     Wasting no time, he readied himself to jump by bending his upper body slightly, raising his arms backwards as he jumped from the ground with as much force as he possibly could, sending him into the air and, then, it was over as his calloused hands collided with the ball— sending it crashing down the other side of the court with a loud BAM!

     Usually, a successful spike would immediately send him to turn to his setter— asking if he saw that, asking what he thought of that— but, right now, he merely relished in the feeling of finally being where he was meant to be. 

     Soon enough, old habits had taken over with him jumping with joy as he showered himself with praise— that he is still the best, that he hasn’t lost his touch even after a while of not playing. However, he was fully aware that all of that had no meaning if he were the one to reassure himself and, so, he turns to Kenma.

     “ Did you see that, Kenma?!?! ” The Ace waves his arms to catch the other’s attention ( not that it was necessary since his loud and enthusiastic voice should be more than enough to catch anyone’s attention, really— ) as he jogs over to where the  smaller boy was standing— staring at him expectantly, a huge grin on his features. “ Didja see it?! Did ya?!?! ”

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The whole set-to-spike only elapsed up to a few seconds in total, and yet the process felt slowed and drawn out. Kenma watched as Bokuto made the drastic transformation from a loud, energetic teenager to a spiker very worthy of being labeled a top ace. And so, Kenma observed. He noted the way Bokuto waited for the opportune moment before running at the ball, and watched how the spiker executed his spike once he was in the air. 

And then Bokuto’s hand met the ball, sending it to the floor with a loud WHAM─ a  spike Kenma definitely wouldn’t want to be on the blocking side of. A familiar sensation overcame the setter for a very brief moment, the same he felt the first time he watched the infamous quick preformed by Karasuno’s setter and Shouyou or like the first time Lev successfully hit one of his sets. 

And, for their first time pairing up, Kenma couldn’t deny that it went surprisingly well. But.... It could be improved─ Kenma knew that. Slowly, his arms dropped back down to his sides. He said nothing as Bokuto reveled in being able to spike again (or, that’s what Kenma assumed) and used the moments to reflect on where he could improve: timing? Height? Spin...? 

Kenma didn’t have long to think before the VERY temporary silence expired, though that was only to be expected. Kenma looked up at Bokuto and gave a small nod. 

“Yes, I saw. That was a nice spike.” Kenma commented, and although his tone lacked as much enthusiasm as someone else could have given, it was a genuine compliment. Even so, Kenma decided his timing could have been better to suit Bokuto’s speed─ so maybe he could try tossing a few more. Just a few.

“....one more,” he instructed, readying himself for another toss that would be sent quicker this time and hopefully more suitable for Bokuto. 

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                CREEPIN ON YA. ( @slowtxwns )

          It had been at least three months.

That was the last time Tetsurou had seen his cat-eyed best friend. In the flesh, that is. Video calls and texting made communication easier, but with Tetsurou having chosen a university outside of Japan, it made their reunions far and few. However, Kenma had chosen the same university as him, making the distance between them much smaller as of late. However, between busy schedules and poor planning they hadn’t had time to meet up prior to now.

And of course, this meet-up wasn’t planned. Tetsurou had simply dropped by to snag a coffee for a rather intense solo study session when he caught sight of familiar, yet poorly dyed blonde hair. A knowing grin slid onto Tetsurou’s face as he approached, careful not to alert his friend until he was fully within grasp. And lucky for him, Kenma was the last in line for the coffee shop and he wouldn’t have to butt in line.

“Soft kitty, warm kitty~” The volleyball captain teasing, wrapping his arms around the smaller male tightly in greeting, voice quiet in Kenma’s ear as he nuzzled him almost in an annoying and mocking fashion. Resting his head on top of the other’s, he rubbed his nose obnoxiously into Kenm’a scalp, “little ball of fur!”

Chuckling darkly, Tetsurou grinned, proud of himself, although refused to release Kenma even as he paid the other a proper greeting, “fancy seein’ you around here, Kenma.”

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Even among the bustling cafe─ even among the plentiful amount of different voices that kept the atmosphere of the cafe a loud one─ Kenma recognized his voice the moment he began humming that silly cat jingle. Of course, that didn’t give him enough time to stop or avoid the sudden onslaught of affection (not that he REALLY minded). He wriggled a bit, caged within Kuroo’s grasp. He quickly gave in, though, knowing very well it wouldn’t be much use if Kuroo intended on staying like that.

And yet, Kenma couldn’t deny the natural comfort that came from Kuroo’s presence; especially after so long without it. Not even moments passed before Kenma relaxed, even going as far as leaning back. Even though he was grateful for the frequent Skype calls and texting, going an extended time without seeing Kuroo left him with an unusually longing sensation only just now satisfied by a reunion that wasn’t even planned. 

“It’s not that surprising. We go to the same school.” Kenma replied simply, warmth and happiness underlying the bluntness of the statement (honestly, it felt really good to say that), “and, that song is... uncool.” he added with an un-amused pout, even if Kuroo couldn’t see in their current position. Kenma held onto his phone (he’d been using it as an excuse to not look up at anyone) but paid no attention to it any longer, taking a moment to simply enjoy having Kuroo quite closely next to him again. 

“Kuro, you’re going to crush me.” Kenma’s brow furrowed as he spoke up once more, but he makes no move to actually move, his words more... playful, than anything (as ‘playful’ as someone like Kenma could get, anyway). And then, be it because his attention on Kuroo or the way he was zeroed in on his device, Kenma hardly noticed the line before them beginning to move once more. 

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mornings are hard..

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shouyou entered the game on his 3ds, ready for the time of his life. he felt kenma shift a little bit, but was focused on watching the start intro. right now he played pokemon x because he was brought in by the customization option. he had alpha sapphire, too, but he would play that one in a different time altogether. he was in awe at the pokemon’s roar, and he hit enter, clicking new game as the screen displayed the words, professor sycamore saying his hellos to the ginger. hinata smiled and read the text of the professor happily. he clicked on the boy option when given the choice, and clicked on one of the three choices for the boy profile. his grin grew.

“you’re right. i am going to name it kenma. or should i name it cozy-me? like, kozume, but instead of kozu it’s cozy? because you’re really cozy, kenma.” hinata jabbed in, his smiled turning to a smirk at his obviously bad attempt of complimenting his blonde friend. “nevermind, i’m going with kenma.” he decided, going through the text as he found it intriguing. “what starter should i choose though?”

when kenma reached over for the remote but couldn’t reach due to how they sat, hinata let out soft giggles, getting up momentarily and grabbing it, before plopping back down gently on his throne on kenma’s lap. he pointed the remote at the television, and let it turn on before channel surfing, coming across the puppy bowl after various tries of finding it on kenma’s channels. he turned back to his game once that was done, letting the narrator go on about a certain puppy going forth for the ball.

“oh! kenma, what’s you favorite starter of this gen?” he would decide that way.

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Kenma scoffed at the pun that Shouyou had come up with. It was partly out of amusement, but mostly drawn out by the groan-inducing joke. Still, the attempted compliment was enough to spark some form of gaiety that was almost relaxing, and provided the comfort he needed to spend time with Shouyou like this; it was just one of the reasons he was happy to spend time with the other. He let Shouyou talk, giving an occasional grunt or noise of agreement to let him know he was still listening. That was how things usually ended up, but neither of them minded. In fact, it worked out like that,

His eyes only averted the screen of his game when Shouyou moved to get the remote. He was glad, because surely he wasn’t about to get up and do that himself. Kenma watched the television for a brief moment as the dogs played around: he didn’t quite understand the appeal, but it was fine playing quietly in the background.

“I like...’” Kenma paused to consider the question, “Fennekin.” he decided with a nod. Indeed, the little fire fox starter was his preferred of the three. He liked how it was based on a mage, too. “But, you should go with the one you like most, Shouyou.” Kenma said, though something told him that Shouyou would go with his choice, anyway. 

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cats and crows valentine waltz

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hinata was happy with how things were going so far. he remembered how nervous he had been asking kenma to go with him; as friends, of course. he didn’t really want to forsake what they had, and was kind of questioning whether or not he should go through with his feelings. he offered his hand to kenma, planting a kiss on his cheek as they made their way out of the dorm lounge.

“hey, kenma, i brought my 3ds just in case! we can play animal crossing together! oh, oh! i got a bunch of different fruit from another person at the college, and i think i got one you don’t have, possibly!” he talked with ease, as they kept walking towards the place the ball would be held at.

the compliment given warmed his cheeks, but he tried not to let it show as he came off totally naturally. nailed it, he cheered to himself, as they had finally made their way towards the ballroom. he opened the door for kenma, waiting for his feline-like friend to make it through the doors before he followed, gaping at the decorations, hand never leaving kenmas.

“…wow.”

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Any anxiety Kenma had over the event vanished upon the light kiss grazing his cheek and the way Shouyou held it hand: it was all familiar and comforting and Kenma questioned how he could ever think otherwise. He managed a light smile when Shouyou mentioned he brought his DS along, as well. He knew it wasn’t what they were going for, but it was just something else that offered comfort going into this night.

“Really?” he eased into the conversation Shouyou provided, “I’d be surprised, but that makes me glad. I only need one more type.” Kenma walked alongside Shouyou, without need for any type of device to distract himself. It wasn’t unusual for them to walk together while Kenma had his device stowed and this was no different. Besides, he enjoyed getting to look over at his friend, especially because he looked so nice tonight!

‘Wow’ was definitely a good word to describe the gym. There were multiple things that caught his attention. Firstly, all the decorations. It was funny to think they’d been practicing volleyball in this very gym just days before, and now it had been recreated to mock a banquet hall suitable for a ball. Secondly, the music. He could practically feel the bass in his chest. And finally, the amount of people.

Kenma drew in a breath, feeling nervous once again. He tightened his grip on Shouyou, grateful he had the other to keep him grounded. He was also glad most, if not all, people seemed completely wrapped up in their own dancing or socializing. He knew it was illogical to think he and Shouyou would draw any sort of attention. He’d rely on Shouyou a little bit tonight. 

“Ah-” Kenma squeezed his grip, “What... what should we do first?” 

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Alright, at least he didn’t seem that visibly angry or annoyed at her for approaching him, which was a good start — maybe this would go fine after all! …Hopefully. Though, the other appeared to be almost as reserved and reluctant to talk to a stranger as she was — or at least, that was what Yachi could feel. 

❝ oh, um, i’m looking for a game on the… nintendo 3ds! ❞ Yachi replied, in an attempt not to fumble over her words. ❝ but, um, if there aren’t any dress up games on the 3ds then… maybe a game on the computer…? ❞ 

Yes, Yachi had a rather old 3ds console since she was in high school. Back then, people used to play games like Pokémon on the 3ds together in their little cliques. Yachi had to admit that she isn’t exactly that good at the said game — she lost at least 7 out of 10 times when challenging her peers. She preferred something lighter and more relaxing — like, say, Animal Crossing? Though, she was sure that people would start laughing and teasing her when they figure out about the type of games she enjoyed. 

❝ b—but it’s okay if you don’t know any! ❞ She added quickly. At the end of the day, she didn’t want to pressure the other to help her if he didn’t have any games to suggest to her. 

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Immediately, Kenma browsed his memory for potential 3DS or PC games to recommend. He shifted under the girl’s gaze (even if she was shorter and just as nervous as he was, or so he guessed), feeling a bit nervous having the attention and making suggestions, but at least this was... easier, than if she’d maybe asked for directions, or something. He suddenly wished that he’d brought Shouyou along: he’d be much better at this. The whole socializing part, at least. 

“O-oh, I’m sure I know some...” he said, tugging lightly at the strings of his hoodie with his free hand (the other clutched his phone, as usual). He didn’t want her to think he couldn’t or didn’t want to help, as that wasn’t the case. Quickly, he went over some options in his head. He could think of a few right off the bat, but they weren’t exactly based on dress up games: and he surely didn’t want to insult her by suggesting games aimed at children. 

“Well, there’s a lot of character customization in the Sims...” he said eventually, aiming to swallow his nerves, “But there’s other things to do, too. You can customize patterns in Animal Crossing, and there’s lots of outfits in it, too. Happy Home Designer has a lot, too, even if it’s aimed at decorating the homes...” Kenma stopped himself, realizing just how much he’d said in a short amount of time. 

“Ah- maybe I said too much, sorry... If you just want a generic dress up game, there’s a few of those here, too...”

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                                                      ┊┊ 🐾 無色の犬その … 🐾 ┊┊

His onyx eyes remained upon the other as he continued to take in his body language. He was still nervous despite Kuroh being the way he was, which told him that perhaps he was a shy being. He didn’t mind of course, since Kuroh would get along with anyone until they angered him. At least the other had relaxed a little, since he had slouched his shoulders and everything… This was going well.

“If you insist on saying so.”

He noticed the other fidgeting and put it down to nerves, but it still caused the Dog to frown a little. Why was he still this way? He didn’t want to cause people to be nervous around him, since he was here to help them, not harm them. He allowed a small sigh to escape him, wondering what to do now that he was in this situation. However the others voice was carried through the air towards him once more, asking him something that Kuroh knew about.

“Yes. I am quite aware of the cafeteria. I cook there often.” He said nodding towards him. “Do you wish for me to guide you to your destination?”

He knew that this was going to break the awkward air that had fallen upon them, and perhaps it would help them move on. He could even cook him a meal if he really wanted him to, since Kuroh enjoyed making food for others, and it was often much better to share a meal with others- it tasted better!                                   ┊┊ 🐾 … 今活気のあるシルバーを照らします 🐾 ┊┊

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Kenma nodded to confirm that he was alright, still feeling a bit nervous having the other’s attention and concern placed onto him. It was better than anger, though. Kenma was more than relieved about that, as he was sure he wouldn’t know how to react if the stranger had began to yell, or something. He couldn’t hardly excuse himself properly now! He was relieved of having to worry about this, though, as the inquire of the cafeteria’s location was a safe enough resort.

He cautiously glanced up through his bangs when an answer was given. The stranger seemed confident in the location, to Kenma’s relief. Furthermore, he’d offered to show the way! Kenma drew in a breath, unsure how to answer right away. He didn’t want to feel as if he was taking away this student’s time. He felt like an inconvenience just asking directions...

“O-only if you can,” he stuttered out the answer, clutching his phone tighter to his chest, “I wouldn’t want to bother you.” 

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     If there was another thing that he’d noticed about the other, it was that he was kind of jump-y? As it must have been twice? Thrice? Or, perhaps, even more that the other had flinched throughout their short interaction. Not that he could blame him because he was well aware of how loud he can be at times but, fortunately, the other didn’t really seem to mind? He wasn’t sure if it was because he had developed a high tolerance to loud people? After all, he was teammates with Kuroo and Lev… And, not to mention, he thinks that he saw him hanging out with Shrimpy back at training camp too…

     It was kind of funny how the quiet ones tend to have loud ones flock to them but, then again, he supposed that he knew why. It was… always so comforting to be around people who can give you a sense of calm, to share with you a glimpse of the peace that you long to have. But, that wasn’t so easy with Bokuto. In silence, the noises inside his head grow louder, stronger. 

     And, it was when he couldn’t win against these voices that he enters into dejected mode. 

     But, there was no need for him to spiral down in those thoughts! After all, the other chose to toss to him! Well, it did require a bit of bribing… but!!! The other still could have said no!!! And the other didn’t even comment at how he’d, basically, forced himself into the younger boy’s schedule! That had to mean something, right? And, right now, that was more than enough to keep his mood levels at its peak.

     It didn’t take them long to reach the gym and, following Kenma’s lead, Bokuto started to do his own stretching exercises. 

     Once he was done, he chose to stand back on the sidelines and just take in the view of the Volleyball court with his own two eyes. It was… a lot quieter than he would have liked but, for now, it was enough. 

    For a moment, he stared down at his hands, lips quivering in excitement, as he balled them into fists— before he finds that he could no longer take it anymore. Without any warning, he runs in the middle of the court, raising his hands as if to call for Kenma’s attention and shouting at the top of his lungs—

     “ KEENMAA!!! To ME!!! TOSS TO MEE!!! ”

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The odd duo hadn’t even gotten to tossing yet before Kenma decided that this was shaping up to an interesting practice. Almost instinctively and definitely without taking notice of the behavior, Kenma watched Bokuto. It wasn’t watching in the sense that he was staring or anything, no─ that was much too obvious and nerve wracking. It was watching in the sense that he was observing, and taking in even the minor and subtle mannerisms that told Kenma unspoken things about Bokuto. 

Like how Bokuto followed Kenma’s stretching without word, or how his eyes fixated on the court mere feet away. How his fingers twitched with the longing for the burning sensation after totally nailing a spike, and how he bore an expression that reflected his pure joy (there was no other way to describe the emotion, Kenma thought) in the idea that he’d get a toss. He wondered how long it had been since Bokuto had gotten to play.

Kenma decided that, despite being an exhausting task, he didn’t regret agreeing to toss for Bokuto. 

His thought process was broken when Bokuto is suddenly yelling out to him, causing Kenma to startle once more (he should be keeping a list at this point). Out of all the collected observations, Kenma had failed to notice how the other eagerly set off to the center of the court. Kuroo had always told him he missed the little things, and this may just be a prime example of that.

“...right,” Kenma sighed, following Bokuto out onto the court. His usual stance hadn’t changed: shoulders slouched, arms hanging lazily by his side, and unenthusiasm coating his expression. But nonetheless, he was as ready as he could be to set once more. There were many factors to be taken into account that Kenma wasn’t able to, due to having not seen Bokuto’s spike recently. Angle, speed, height... He didn’t have anything to go off of yet, but that was okay. He’d adjust, he always did.

For now, he had to wing it, and he did just that. Wordlessly positioning his hands above his head, Kenma readied himself for the ball. And it came. It took him all of a few moments to decide the angle and speed of the toss, basing them on what he already knew of Bokuto.

Kenma sent him the toss. 

[slowtxwns]

“kay so i love u no romo?”

“That’s an.... interesting way to describe it, but... 

    Thank you, I’m happy.”

[moneydearest]

Calming Companion|| Tsukishima & Kenma

[moneydearest]

Tsukishima decides to take the space next to him under the tree before pulling out his book from his backpack he had with him. “Thanks” he says as he lays against the tree. He really was grateful that the boy had let him share the space. It would have sucked to have to look for somewhere else to read.

He grabs out his ipod and plugs in his headphones before scrolling through his songs. As he scrolled he could hear the noises of Kenma’s game playing beside him. He pauses his scrolling and looks over. “What game are you playing?” he asks him since he was rather curious after watching him play for a few minutes and not being able to recognize the game.

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Kenma offered a nod of acknowledgment when Tsukishima joined him. He resumes putting his attention into his game, not feeling too obliged to make conversation. From what he knew Tsukishima wasn’t the most sociable creature, either, and that made things... a bit easier. At least the other seemed wrapped up in his own device, for now. 

“Hm?” he glanced to the side, almost surprised Tsukishima had initiated conversation. They had hardly talked before, even through Kuroo. “O-oh, it’s the newest Monster Hunter...” he answered after a moment, tilting the screen slightly to the side to show it. 

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Turning on the device, Itsuki reloaded the chapter Kenma had mentioned, feeling foolish that he had rushed through this part. How could he miss something so obvious! He had never been so thankful to have a roommate who was so interested in gaming. It was so helpful!  “Thanks again for the advice. I would’ve been stuck forever,” he admitted.

“Yeah I do.” Itsuki nodded, keeping his eyes fixed on the game. “I mean, it’s kind of difficult to keep up with everyone,” he chuckled awkwardly. “I always end up working extra hard but I do like playing a lot so it’s fine,” he shrugged. “Does make me miss gaming though!” he smiled. 

“Have you joined any clubs yet?” he asked, still playing through the level. He realized he didn’t know very much about his roommate; they simply hadn’t had the time to speak to one another. Plus, it did seem like Kenma was shy. Itsuki normally wasn’t this talkative but he was so excited to talk about games, he didn’t mind. 

Putting down the device, Itsuki’s eyes widened. “W-Wow! Really? You have yours here and don’t mind sharing?” he gasped. “I-I mean maybe we could play a few together, I’d feel kind of bad using your console like that. But definitely playing something online would be awesome. That sounds like my kind of Friday,” he smiled. Itsuki wasn’t really one for partying or anything like that…so he was nervous he might stick out at college. Thank goodness his roommate seemed similar. 

He stood up and glanced over the list of games and files on the PC. He was so excited by some of the titles he saw, he could barely contain his excitement. Finally someone else he could nerd out about games with! Back in high school most of the guys on the baseball team hadn’t been interested in this stuff at all. “Maybe we could pick something to start together this weekend?” Itsuki offered with a large smile

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Kenma almost felt happy that he was able to help. Itsuki seemed pleased as well, which served to ease his nerves around his new roommate. Kenma was glad to help him progress, too. He could relate to missing the small thing, as Kenma himself often got caught up in over-analyzing things and missing the obvious. 

“If you enjoy it, then working hard isn’t too bad.” he replied simply. And, by the sound of it, Itsuki did have a high interest in his respective sport. It reminded Kenma of a few people he knew, actually. “I play in the volleyball club.” the answer came without Kenma having to look up from the computer he sat at. He’d forgotten all about introducing himself and what he did but then again, that wasn’t uncommon. The two were similar in their interests, Kenma thought. 

He felt flustered when Itsuki replied with such enthusiasm. It reminded him of when his teammates craved his toss, almost. It was a simple offer he’d made, without thinking too much on it, but his roommate seemed ecstatic by it. Kenma shifted in his seat. 

“Y-yea, it’s fine. I’ll join, if that’s what you want.” he shrugged when he responded, indifferent for the most part. Although, there was a small part of him that was happy that someone was this happy to play games with him, and seemed just as enthusiastic about playing as he was.

“Well...” Kenma pursed his lips, browsing through the different games on his PC. While he didn’t favor being the one to choose so suddenly, he could at least offer a few options, “There’s the new Blade and Soul... Or, maybe Tera...” he spoke slowly, feeling suddenly nervous in trying to choose. He swallowed, “You can choose, too. I like everything.” 

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@slowtxwns

It was starting to seem to Akaashi, that all the talented setters he knew were attending Sunrise University, perhaps by some weird stroke of luck. He saw Kenma at one of the dining halls playing with one of his handheld video games. No surprise there. He couldn’t help but wonder if Kenma was planning to continue with playing volleyball here at the University too.

Glancing around, he wondered if Kuroo was anywhere to be found, knowing that similar to him and Bokuto, Kuroo and Kenma usually weren’t seen without one another very often. He wondered just how many people in their district had chosen to come to this university. They had enough people to make at least two teams on their own. Maybe they could have some interesting practice matches…

“Hello, Kenma,” Akaashi said, approaching the soft spoken boy. He hoped he didn’t surprise him too much, not wanting to throw the other boy off too much. 

“Didn’t expect to see you here too. How are you? Do you mind if I join you?” he asked quietly.

[slowtxwns]

   Kenma didn’t really enjoy eating in the cafeteria. It was noisy, and there were always far too many people roughing about. But visiting the place was a necessary evil: he had to get meals somewhere after all, and he couldn’t really afford to cook meals in his dorm room each night. He was usually accompanied with Kuroo, Shouyou, or even sometimes his roommate at least, but this time Kenma had come alone for a quick meal to go. 

   Unfortunately, Kenma had come a bit late for dessert and there was... quite the line. He didn’t want to subject himself to waiting within close proximity of many different people, but he wasn’t about to turn around and head back to his dorm room empty handed. So, Kenma sat himself at a lone table and immersed himself into his DS (he was glad it was nature to stow it in his bag by now) while he waited for the line to shorten up. He had a few various foods from the banquet in front of him, that he’d been slowly picking at. 

   He only looked up when a vaguely familiar voice called out to him. There wasn’t any yelling involved, so he was immediately able to rule out several possibilities that could be calling to him. Akaashi. Kenma knew him through volleyball and from knowing Bokuto (who was surprisingly missing), but that was about it. He liked that Akaashi was quiet, though. 

   “Hello Akaashi.” Kenma replied, much less nervous than he would be when speaking to others he didn’t know, “I’m fine, thank you.” he nodded, shifting in his seat a bit, “I hope you are, as well.” he finally added, having to think on it for a moment.

   He blinked when Akaashi asked to join him. They’d never talked much, but he didn’t mind the other. Plus, he dealt with Bokuto. Admirable.

   “If you want to. I was waiting for the desert...”

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cats and crows valentine waltz

               ( CLOSED FOR KENMA KOZUME. )

hinata readied himself for the time of his life, prepping his tuxedo and trying to tame his hair, but to no avail, considering it was such an uncontrolled mess and even wetted down and blow dried a certain way, nothing seemed to work. he nodded at himself in the mirror, thinking about maybe putting on some concealer on that one small zit on his nose, before he accepted that as a requirement to look good, and did the deed of plastering the makeup on his nose. he had leveled up in handsomeness with that small bit of goodness.

he and kenma had decided to meet up together at the dorm lounge, and hinata was sure kenma had packed his 3ds in case things got to social so he could drown it all out, so hinata slipped his 3ds and games into his pocket before slipping on his new and expensive shoes, ready to be with his cat-like friend who he trusted with every fiber of his being.

when he walked down to the dorm lounge, what he saw astounded him. kenma usually looked amazing, but now kenma had one-upped even hinata himself in good-looking charms. hinata almost turned around right then and there to go change into something more extravagant, but realized he didn’t have anything else, and walked over to kenma, a beaming smile where it always resides.

“kenma, you look great!”

[slowtxwns]

   Kenma was nervous. He told himself that he shouldn’t be: this was Shouyou he was going with! His precious friend, who practically radiated comfort and drew out a warm sensation within Kenma. Still... while preparing himself in his little dorm room, Kenma found himself anxious over the dance. This was a big event, and he previously had to work himself to even think about going. Shouyou was patient and encouraging, though, giving Kenma the needed confidence to agree to go. 

   He swallowed, finishing the adjustments on his tie. Seeing himself in a fancier suit was strange, and he wasn’t sure if he even looked nice or not. No backing out now, though. He prepared a bag of his phone, DS, and chargers. Even if some may laugh at the idea, he needed them just in case. And, with that, Kenma made his way down to meet with Shouyou.

   He should have expected the first thing to come from the other would be a compliment! Even so, his face flustered at the words. His prows furrowed, a shocked noise escaping. He knew Shouyou was going to look good as well, but there wasn’t any way he could have fully prepared himself. Nerves still on end, Kenma stepped closer with mild hesitance. 

   “Thank you, Shouyou.” he finally said. He composed himself, Shouyou’s smile definitely helping him relax some. And, finally, “You look good, as well.” Kenma returned the smile with one of his own. It was a warm smile, one that revealed Kenma’s happiness with the situation despite his nerves.

   “...Shall we go?”

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hinata nodded at the snapchat replies he had promptly gotten from other people who had become friends with the sunshiney boy while at campus, and smiled when he realized he and kenma were going to actually be playing pokemon together. he looked between x and alpha sapphire before picking x, since he wanted to edit his character first time around when he played.

since hinata and kenma had been friends, kenma had been going on and on about his 3ds games they could play together, if only hinata got a 3ds. he agreed, and had spent a long time saving up to buy the console, something that he had long dreamed about playing with kenma.

he loaded up his game, seeing the nice opening where professor sycamore introduced what pokemon were to him. his eyes sparkled, and he motioned for kenma to come closer. he moved himself to sit between kenmas legs, so he could easily guide hinata on how to play the game.

with kenma’s snarky comment which was his way of teasing the red-head, hinata snarked back, “shut it or i wont name my starter after you.” and buried his head backwards into kenma’s chest, nuzzling him not unlike those actual cats that followed him around.

“hey, turn on the puppy bowl?” he asked tentatively, eyes shining.

[slowtxwns]

   Kenma wiggled his toes, unmoving as Shouyou climbed to sit practically in his lap. This wasn’t an unusual position: in fact, they usually ended up like this or in a similar fashion. It was comforting, and easily doable since it provided them both a good look at whatever they were playing. It felt natural at this point, almost to the point where it would be strange not to. This was a bit more difficult, though, since Kenma couldn’t simply wrap his arms around Shouyou and hold his 3DS there, since the other had his own. Instead, Kenma settled for resting his own device near his face, leaning on the nape of Shouyou’s neck. 

   He only half paid attention to his own game, though, as he was more interested in how Shouyou reacted. Kenma was still rather pleased that Shouyou had his own means of playing the game now (although he didn't mind sharing his own before). The threat to withhold naming his starter after Kenma drew out a pouit and a small grunt of dissatisfaction, “we both know you will, anyway.” he stated simply, moving his 3DS to rest on Shouyou’s head after the nuzzling. His own way of returning the affection. 

   The mention of the Puppybowl drew out a small, confused looked. Ah- right, that was on. He knew there were many students gathered in the dorm’s lounge to watch the Superbowl itself, but for those who didn’t enjoy it, the Puppybowl was on. While Kenma prefer cats, he didn’t mind watching the pups play around. And, if Shouyou wanted to, then why not? He responded with a simple shrug (which he assumed Shouyou could feel, rather than see) and reached over to his nightstand. Except... the remote to his small TV was too far, and Kenma wasn’t exactly in a position to move. 

   “Shouyou, it’s too far...” he was reaching out with one hand while the other still clutched his 3DS in a futile attempt to cover a length that his arm was too short for. 

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shoyou smiled giddily at the fact that kenma trusted he could help make him the main setter. he knew he could if he really tried, but having kenma say so was another thing altogether. whenever kenma complimented him, he felt like he could fly. it wasnt the same as other people saying good things about him. kenma was different, which was known to everyone basically, but kenma himself. hinata was happy that he had been able to get selfies with kenma, opening up snapchat and putting in the selfies, with various captions like ‘with bae’, ‘slumba-party!; and ‘15 bucks for a toss if ur not me’. he sent it to kenma’s snapchat as well in the process.

he bounced in his seat as he remembered why kenma hated jambette so much. apparently the frog, while not the most attractive physically, also had horrible moving choices, which hinata could understand. he had horrible choices too, sometimes. thankfully he had kenma to help. poor jambette. he sympathized with the creature kenma would murmur, calling ugly toad.

he beamed a grin at his friend, nodding, “ive been waiting to see how much longer it would take to be able to afford one, and finally i have one! i havent played any yet, because i wanted to do it with you, kenma!” he jollily went on, “plus i wanted to make sure you chose which game i played first!” 

hinata noticed something out in the window. he and kenma had acquired… um… some animal hoards that loved them both a lot. hinata, true to his nature, gathered a bunch of crows. and kenma, in a desperate attempt to get a cat to leave him alone, had fed it, hoping it would leave after that. it followed kenma around more often, apparently, from his story, and his friend had acquired his own pack of small cats who followed him relentlessly. when they first remet in this college, they had been bringing their packs of animals alongside them, glanced at eachother, and let out a,’you too?’

right now, though,it seemed those small creatures were teaming up to see them. the crows that followed hinata around had somehow flown the cats up to the tree alongside them, and hinata sighed, pointing it out to his blonde friend, “we have company,” and gestured to the window.

[slowtxwns]

    Kenma always found amusement in watching Shouyou’s Snapchat story, even if it did provide unflattering (in his opinion) pictures of himself. He was happy knowing Shouyou was so enthusiastic about spending time together. And Kenma was always excited to spend time with him, as well, even if he wasn’t as good at showing it. He was always more subtle about his emotions, although those close enough with him could easily tell. 

   He drew his knees to his chest and leaned somewhat onto Shouyou, his own 3DS in hands as he waited for the device to connect in order to exchange friend codes (he was glad they were within proximity of one another so he didn’t have to type in the tedious code). That excited gleam still shone, akin to whenever he was able to get a new video game (and, according to Kuroo, whenever Shouyou himself was mentioned). He felt a familiar and warm sensation bubbling in his chest as Shouyou explained that he’d wanted to wait, and couldn’t help but feel happy that he waited. 

   “We can start with Pokemon...” he suggested, knowing that game was one of Shouyou’s favorites to watch. Kenma was already going through the list of his own Pokemon in his head, taking mental note of what to breed to give to Shouyou. Maybe later, they could even watch some of the movies while playing...

   Before either of them could really start, though, his companion pointed out something of... great interest. Kenma’s eyes narrowed as he followed Shouyou’s gesture to the window. Immediately, he sighed. 

   “It’s happening again...” he gazed out at the army group of cats and crows. He wondered why, out of all students on campus, he and Shouyou were chosen by the animals as their respective person. It all started with one snack to one cat. He had no idea how Shouyou ended up with his crows, they just sort of turned up one day. Kenma briefly wondered what were to happen if they weren’t on the first floor. The crows would probably fly up with his cats on their backs, or something.

   “...they’ll leave eventually, when they get hungry...” Kenma murmured, returning his attention to his device and awaiting Shouyou to do the same, “or they’ll get bored. Maybe they followed you here, Shouyou.”

[slowtxwns]

"Did you lose a cat?" (I HC KENMA COUNTS ALL HIS CATS)

   Kenma wasn’t really paying attention to the crowd of crows at cats that had formed at their feet. He was too busy playing Animal Crossing with Shouyou, his friend leaning on his shoulder as they visited the island together. Kenma was wrapped up in his beetle hunting (he was so close to that final house expansion) while Shouyou went diving, thankfully taking care to _not_ disturb his mission.They’d probably play some of the island games, too. They got old fast when he was alone, but Shouyou made them fun again. 

   He was comfortable outside under the safety of a lone tree. It was one of his favorite spots to relax and play games with Shouyou: they had to get out of the dorm room sometimes, after all. Shouyou insisted! And Kenma couldn’t argue there. So, there they were, leaned up against each other and going about their animal crossing day. Slowly but surely, their resident dorm crows and cats had begun to gather. Kenma wasn’t sure where they came from each time, but he’d long since tried shooing them away. 

   It wasn’t until Shouyou spoke up that Kenma’s attention was drawn to the animals before them. 

"Did you lose a cat?"

   Kenma frowned, his gaze wandering through each and every cat. No matter how many times he said they were annoying, Kenma actually didn’t mind them after a while and in fact was able to keep track of each one, even having names for them.

   “...You’re right. Rosie isn’t here.” Kenma frowned, "She’s probably found someone’s lunch, or something. Probably...”