#kenma drabbles

[mahyuume]

BF TEXTS W/ KENMA

— synopsis. as the title says, but with timeskip kenma!

pairing. timeskip!kenma kozume x reader | genre. fluff, crack, smau/socmed

mlist | omg hey guys first haikyuu post and it’s socmed/twt. 😆😆🙂 im never calling it X. anyways this is for my mamacita hahehehah

[maukra]

Last one before i disappear 💔

Kenma thought you were insufferable back in high school, but it was never hate.

Because no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t bring himself to hate you. He just didn’t understand why.

You were loud when he was quiet. Bright-eyed when he wanted to disappear. Always reaching out, even when he never reached back.

Your first interaction came on an otherwise uneventful afternoon:

The exam results had just been handed out. Kenma barely reacted—his eyes scanned the paper once, then drifted away, uninterested. A perfect score. In science, no less. But he didn’t care.

You noticed.

And he didn’t like that.

“Kozume, wow! Look at your score!” you said, voice soft but brimming with something warm. You leaned slightly over the desk between you, eyes catching his. “Congrats!”

You smiled. Expecting one back.

He blinked at you, like your words hadn’t registered. Then, in that quiet, almost disinterested way of his, he mumbled, “Thanks.”

It was barely audible.

But what really unsettled him was the way you looked at him—not in awe, not because of the score, but because you saw him. Really saw him. Like you could tell the perfect score didn’t mean anything to him. Like you noticed he wasn’t proud, just… tired.

You didn’t understand why he looked sad when you’d just complimented him. You were genuine, too. A perfect score—who wouldn’t be happy about that?

Apparently, Kenma.

The teacher started droning on about the next unit, you weren’t listening. You were too busy staring at him.

And he knew.

He felt it like a spotlight—your gaze, your presence, your kindness. He disliked it. It was too much. He didn’t know how to deal with people who noticed things. Who made him feel like he’s in a spotlight.

So he avoided you after that. Or tried to.

But you kept showing up, offering gum during breaks, asking him what games he liked, sketching quietly in your notebook beside him when he had nothing to say in lunch breaks. You didn’t force anything.

And that, somehow, was worse.

Because part of him started to wait for it. For you.

Years later, he’d tell you that.

You’d be sitting at the kitchen table, your tablet laid down the desk, drawing, beside a half-finished cup of tea, and he’d walk up behind you, resting his chin lightly on your shoulder.

“You were annoying,” he’d say softly.

You’d laugh. “You’ve told me that before.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” he’d murmur. “Back then… I didn’t get why I couldn’t ignore you.”

And you’d smile to yourself, tracing the lines of the face you were drawing—his face—because somewhere along the way, the quiet boy who couldn’t look you in the eye became the man you woke up next to every morning.

And now?

Now, he never looked away.

[kawoala]

⁝ KOZUME KENMA 𝜗𝜚 2:34 am 𝜗𝜚

ᰔ word count ; 293

ᰔ content warning ; implied insomnia 、 twitch streamer! kenma 、 drabble 、 kiyoko is pregnant for some reason? 、 time-stamp.

2:34 am.

“you don’t get enough sleep.”

the light from his computer is filling the room, illuminating his face and everything around him. he turns around to look at you, a tired look in his eyes. theres a moment of silence as he stares at you before he gives you a small, crooked smile, forcing you to replace the serious look you had tried so hard to keep with a smile of your own.

“kenma,” you scowl playfully, walking over to him quietly. your feet pad against the hardwood floor, each step sending a shiver up your spine. “we went to bed together so we could wake up together.”

he presses his lips together and nods once. “i know,” he whispers, voice raspy - tired. you get closer to him and he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “couldn’t sleep. i had an idea for a stream and then-“

“then your brain was up and running?” you finish for him, laughing lightly. you look down at him and cup his face in your hands, squishing his cheeks together. “i understand that, i do, but you need to get sleep. we have a big day tomorrow.”

“we do?” he quirks an eyebrow, tilting his head as best as he can with you holding him. when your brows furrow, he chuckles. “i’m kidding. baby shower for kiyoko, i know.”

“can you believe it? people our age are having *babies* now. i feel so…” you trail off, sighing. “old.”

“we’re twenty-three, y/n.”

you roll your eyes at him. “i know that!” you exclaim. “i’m just saying… hey! you’re supposed to be coming back to bed with me, you know.”

he smiles again. “okay, y/n. let’s go to bed.”

[luvzayne]

1:33am — kozume kenma

note: timeskip!

“i’m home!” the door of you and kenma’s home opened with a loud sound as your husband came staggering through the door with kuroo and yaku supporting either side of him. 

you walked downstairs and looked at the scene in disbelief. just how much did he drink? 

“ah, (y/n). kenma went over a little past his limit.” you only raised an eyebrow at kuroo’s statement

a little, really? kenma perked up when kuroo said your name, a hazy smile on his face. 

“(y/n)..” your boyfriend drawled out, reaching forward and escaping his former schoolmates’ hold on him. the sudden motion caused him to lose balance, making him land on the hard floor with a dull thud. 

with a big sigh, you looked at kuroo and yaku who were a little less drunk than the two toned male before thanking them. “i’ll take it from here.” the two nodded at your words, obviously out of their minds as they staggered outside the door with kai waiting for them. 

“ow, it hurts...” kenma whined from where he was lying down, his forehead was still connected to the floor. you made him turn around and you bit back laughter after seeing a red mark on the middle of his forehead. 

“kenma, get up.” you say gently, trying to help elevate his heavy and intoxicated body. 

“it hurts right here...” he pouts, pointing at his nose. you wanted to scoff at the child your boyfriend was acting like right now, but you needed to at the very least make him stand up.

“if you stand up, then i’ll make it go away~” at this point it felt like you were talking to a child, at the way that he pouted and whined at you.

“no… i’ll be better when you kiss me.” you blinked owlishly at his response, knowing the sober kenma would never say that upright.

“kenma, stop being ridiculous. stand up and let’s get you cleaned up.” 

“if you kiss me, i’ll stand up by myself.” he gave you a dopey smile, thinking that he was witty with his compromise. “hey~!” he drawled out, tugging on your sleeve. “if you don’t hurry up, i’ll freeze here and get sick.” his eyes still were not in focus as he said this. 

“hey… there… hurry up!” you still resisted, the pout was deepening every passing moment. you weighed out the pros and cons of kissing your drunk boyfriend. 

you didn’t get to dwell on your thoughts too much as you felt kenma tug at your sleeve sharply, you fell into his chest as he sat up and latched his lips to your own. 

his kiss was sloppy, you can taste the alcohol that he drank earlier. his eyes were closed as he pushed his tongue deeper in your throat, you closed your eyes and let him dominate the kiss. soft moans tumbled carelessly from your boyfriend as he pressed you closer

after a few seconds of swapping saliva, you pulled away. kenma smiled, eyes still closed as he placed his head on your shoulder. 

“hehe… i’m so happy.” he said, eyes opening and running a hand on your features. you smiled at him before standing up and holding out a hand. 

“mm, you got what you wanted. now let’s get you cleaned up.” he shakily stood up, leaning on you for more support. you pecked the side of his forehead as the two of you made your way to the bathroom. 

“(y/n)...” he whined, you hummed a response. 

“i love you.” you smiled and looked at him through the mirror, his eyes filled with unfiltered love. he was smiling hazily at you as you began washing his face. 

“i love you too.”

note: idk drunk kenma is so cute how could u not want to give him a lil kiss???

[nekomanager]

YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBOR ♡

- ONE of THREE -

you caught your neighbor and crush KENMA streaming more than just his games {1k+ words} a repost from my old blog; belated happy bday kenma kitty! dedicated to @suosteacup

🔖neighbors, masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism // comment on the reply section to be tagged in the next part 🫶

It was raining hard and you’re on your way home. Just like the usual, you paused in front of your neighbor’s house—a sneaky attempt to get a glance at him. 

Your cheeky smile was replaced by curiosity when you saw that his gate was left open. You weren’t really planning to go inside, but you noticed that a box was resting in front of his house and was being drenched by the rain. It was a package for him. Concerned, you went through the open gate.

“Kenma?” You called out as you entered his home. It was dark and you were nervous. It was your first time to set afoot in his abode. “I think you left your gate open and you also have an important parcel left outside.” You definitely didn’t want him to accuse you of burglary or trespassing. 

“I…I guess I’ll just leave it here.” You said as nervousness ate you up and maybe he wasn’t even able to hear you as it’s heavily raining outside. 

You were about to leave when you heard a faint noise coming from one of the rooms. Your head immediately turned to the direction of the sound. “A…Are you okay?” You asked.

Worried, you walked with light steps, approaching were you thought the sound originated. You turned right and saw a light that seemed to be coming from a computer screen. You came closer just right before the door and what you saw shocked you. Your heart felt like it stopped momentarily. 

Your eyes were wide and so was the way your mouth hung open. Kenma...

In his screen, appeared what it seemed to be a chatroom. You saw hearts and dollar signs popping as it rang. 

Everybody knew that he was streaming his games and was into cryptocurrency, but you never thought he’d be masturbating on-screen and gain profit from it.

His pants pooled on his feet, while his eyes were trained on his lap with one of his hands wrapped around his cock. All of this was being captured by his webcam. 

You knew it was wrong to stay here but your feet were glued to the ground. You couldn’t take your eyes off the way he pumped himself. The way his chest rose and fell made you heave in return and so were his long fingers and the intricate veins in his hand. Add to that, the smooth skin of his dick and the little blush on the tip with a bead of pre-cum almost spilling out. 

You gulped. 

He moaned. The way his sweet voice melodiously hummed was making you feel things you’re not supposed to. 

“Aaaah…aaah…mhmmnn…” He kept on breathing and moaning that your face heated up at the sound of him.

Another ringing came from his computer and he briefly looked at it. 

Kenma’s eyes became darker as he moved his hand faster along his cock. His head leaned down, eyes ferociously focused on his dick and cheeks bright red. Beads of sweat now started crawling down at the side of his face.  

Attempting to muffle the sounds, he bit his lip hard. 

You squeezed your thighs together. 

A surge of heat and want began bothering you in between your legs. It was pulsating down there completely in sync with the way your heart was beating in your ears. 

Reflexively, you ran your tongue in between your lips as the sight of him masturbating in front of you and eliciting those crazy sounds was making you so dry and thirsty for him. Your head was swimming in the thought of sweeping your tongue across his length, swallowing him whole and making him lose his mind as you took a taste of him.

Yes, you had a crush on him but you never thought of him in this way until now. You thought Kenma was cute since the very first day he transferred in your neighborhood. His dirty-dyed long hair, mysterious aura and piercing gaze caught your breath the very first time he locked eyes with you. All about him rendered you smitten and weak for his charms and now he also had you fucking wet for him.

“Aah, aaah, fuck…” Kenma moaned.

You whimpered. Your hand immediately flew to your mouth, trying cover any sound that would involuntarily come out from it. 

You weren’t supposed to watch this. You weren’t supposed to be here. This was so wrong. This was so dangerous yet you wanted it. You wanted it all. You wanted all of him and all that he could show.  

A lot of ringing sounds came to his computer and his movements became more and more intense. 

“Mhmnnn….aah aaah…What? More? More? More?” He chanted as he pumped faster and now not only was he moving his hand, but he’s also grinding his hips briskly and aggressively against it. 

You felt your knees melting. Your pussy throbbed as you imagined yourself sliding up and down that pretty cock of his and him fucking you so damn hard like that instead of his hand. 

“Fuck! I’m close…I’m close!” He raked a hand through his hair, stopping at the top as his head snapped to lean backward, his mouth surrendered open in that sexy ‘O’ and eyes tightly shut. Hazy fog clouded your eyes as he breathed deeply through his lips. “Aughhh! I’m coming! I’m co-“ 

You’re sure you came to just by watching him as you felt liquid wetting your panties and perhaps leaking across your thighs. His cum richly overflowed through the tip of cock and how you wanted to feel that spilling so hot inside you. 

You caught up with you breathing and so did Kenma. With his head still tilted backward and eyes closed, he rested his hand on his forehead then let it slump down as he inhaled and exhaled. You wondered who could be the person behind his thoughts as he did that. With a performance like that, there must be someone behind it. You couldn’t help but feel a slight pang of jealousy.

His eyes opened and you started to feel nervous. He stared off to the ceiling, until his feral gaze slid over to your direction. You froze in place certain that he found you out.

[kozusworld]

on that note i think that timeskip!kozume kenma is also definitely into smoking. not because its a 'trend' or anything. juggling a career, a company, and uni at the same time just really took a toll on him and he couldnt resist. he doesnt show anyone though and he always tries to keep it a secret with mouthwash and cologne. kuro definitely knows but pretends like he doesnt.

[heartsoji]

truth or dare?

summary: kuroo has a very special dare for you...

kenma x reader

"y/n! truth or dare?" kuroo yelled, pointing his finger at you.

you didn't hesitate for a moment. "dare."

the circled ooooo-ed as kuroo thought really hard about what he wanted your dare to be.

after around a minute had passed, he looked up at you with a devious smirk that sent shivers down your spine.

"i dare you..." he started, "to kiss your crush on the cheek."

the nekoma volleyball team gasped and began to murmur among themselves.

"y/n's crush?"

"lucky bastard!"

"i bet it's me."

"no, it's not."

whilst the team was trying to figure out who the mystery guy could possibly be, you were just sitting there, sending a nasty death glare to kuroo while he just grinned at you like a cheshire cat.

"what if my crush isn't here?" you challenged.

"he is."

louder oooo's filled the room as they tried to guess who it could be, not bothering trying to be quiet about it now.

"it's probably kai, the lucky bastard!"

"no, no, it's definitely me!"

"lev, shut up."

"who the hell is it?! i'll fight him!"

"yamamoto."

"yep, yaku-san."

"hey kenma," yamamoto called out to the fake blonde sitting outside the circle on his game boy, "who do you think it is?"

he blinked. "think what is?"

"you little- haven't you been listening? y/n's crush. he's in the room." he tsked, putting extra enunciation on the words "y/n's crush."

your cheeks turned mad red and you instantly tried to defend yourself. "he might not be!"

"he is."

"kuroo, you little-!" *SMACK*

"ow! that huuuurt y/n-chan!"

kenma turned his attention back to his game as you held your breath. "dunno. it doesn't really affect me."

your heart sank.

yamamoto sighed. "how kenma of you. this is a big deal!"

but it would affect him. because if you went on with the dare, his cheek would be the one meeting your lips. but if he didn't care, that definitely meant that he didn't reciprocate. then again, kenma remained indifferent about a majority of topics, even ones he was interested in, so just maybe? but it was unlikely, and you really didn't want to ruin your friendship with him when it only started a year ago.

"moving on," kuroo interrupted, wanting to get on with it, "our precious manager-chan here has to complete the dare."

"i'd kick you in the balls if i wasn't so nice." you snarled.

he just grinned in response.

you sighed, knowing that there really wasn't away out of this.

"ok, everyone has to close their eyes."

"what?"

"why?"

"man.."

"everyone has to close their eyes for my pride and privacy. close your eyes, guys. if you open them, you'll be betraying my trust and i would hate you."

everyone gasped. no one wanted that. so, they all complied with your wishes, including kenma, even though he wasn't really playing.

when all the eyes were closed, you tiptoed over to kuroo to whisper a "i really hate you for this. i trusted you with that info, man. now, thanks to you, my friendship with him might be ruined forever. i'm seriously mad at you, kuroo."

you meant it. you were actually really scared for what might happen with kenma. you confided in kuroo so that he could find out what kenma thought of you for you with the condition that he not tell a soul, but he refused to tell you anything when you asked about what kenma said about you, so it ended up being a worthless exchange.

you then tiptoed around the circle, stomping your feet, stopping, and making kissy noises occasionally to try to ensure that they didn't know who it was.

finally, you made a loud smooch in the air right above kenma, and then, heart pounding out of your chest, you leaned down and gave him a gentle peck to the cheek.

you took a second to analyze his reaction, and you noticed an immediate change in the color of his ears. he quickly pulled his hood over them to cover it up, and slowly, his pretty eyes fluttered open. he gave you a small, shy smile before averting his gaze, a flustered look on his face.

that reaction was...good, right?

you walked around the circle once more for good measure, standing extra long in certain spots to ensure that the team wouldn't know.

finally, you returned to your spot in the circle.

"open your eyes."

the team's eyes shot open and they quickly started trying to figure out who the lucky boy was.

"kai, be honest. was it you?"

"no, it wasn't."

"don't lie!"

"i can't believe it wasn't me..."

"lev, the only certainty we had about who it was was that it wasn't you."

while everyone was trying to figure it out, you looked up at kenma, who was already staring at you. you quickly averted your gaze before returning back to him.

he gave you a smile that released a whole butterfly farm in your stomach and gently formed a phone signal with his hand before mouthing, "call me."

i guess you wouldn't be too mad at kuroo.

[infir3s-m4n]

I've been a fan of Haikyuu for like 4-5 years now and I wanna know if Kenna's gamer name is kozuken or kodzuken ?? I always assumed it was the first one because it's for his name kozume kenma and from this manga piece

but like everywhere else like his fandom profile and fanfics and stuff all spell it with a 'd' but why did y'all start putting it like that ?? i don't understand where it came from and it bothers me 😭😭

someonehelpplz :(