𝗥𝗨𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗦
synopsis: as a model, you know very well how the media tails those who are famous. you got a first-hand experience at it when you got spotted with your lover, kenma.
pairing: kozume kenma x reader
content: timeskip kenma, model and she/her pronouns reader, romance, fluff, set in canon world, established relationship, just you and kenma against the world.
When it comes to career talks, you and Kenma would very much send other people straight home packing.
You're in the modeling industry. Schedule always packed due to events and runways, your face in magazines and billboards across the world, and mail full of sponsorship and collaborations.
Kenma, on the other hand, is more into business and his passion. His profit continuously rising with the help of stock trading and being the CEO of his successful company, and his name being known due to his gaming streams in YouTube. He became "the richest of them all", or whatever his orange-head friend said.
To say the very least, the two of you are in the list of the current most influential and eminent people in Japan. Everyone knows your skincare routine and what you eat in a day—and everyone knows Kenma's cat and his gaming setup.
However, despite the publicity, they know nothing about you and Kenma’s relationship.
Your relationship is hidden from the world. Although, it wasn't because the two of you are well-known and have a huge amount of supporters, but because it has always been like that since you two were in college. You and Kenma have always liked it private. The only ones who know about your relationship was your close friends along with his.
You know your lover as someone introverted, so when the two of you were rising in terms of assets and fame, you'd thought to never let a single thing about your relationship with Kenma spill in front of the media, also given the fact how toxic it is in today's culture.
As for Kenma, he thought you're a respectable woman on your own. So, whatever you've decided, he's in total support for it.
That didn't make you feel any less love from Kenma though. He has his own ways of showing you that he loves you, and you're already content with how things are going.
You didn’t need the public to define or control your relationship.
That was, until, the two of you woke up one morning with phones vibrating and bombarded with notifications.
Your groggy eyes immediately widen as you scroll on every post about you and Kenma.
Apparently, someone leaked—or more like spotted the two of you last month during your vacation. The photo was you taking a bite of your pastry treat, while Kenma was in front of you, taking your picture, and it’s all over social media.
The fact that the photo that Kenma took of you is posted in your Instagram, netizens made even more speculation about it.
There was even one post where they laid out "proofs" that you two are indeed dating. That proof? More photos that made your relationship obvious.
A photo of you in France, placed beside Kenma's Instagram story highlight of the same place. The dates when it was posted were encircled, making the point that the timelines match.
Another proof is a photo of you and Apple, Kenma's cat. The feline's collar gave it away, letting his fans confirm that it is indeed Apple.
Some are supporting it, some are commenting how come they didn’t notice it before, and some are just in total shock.
It was definitely the headline in articles and magazines, but you know these talks would die down anyway as time passes by. However, you should’ve known already that cases like this in the internet always come with hate.
There’s been a “fanbase war” going on between your supporters and Kenma’s. It was mostly just them throwing trashtalks at each other, but some comments were towards you and Kenma, along with the lines of:
“her and kenma? a model and a gamer? such a weird pair.”
“how did bro even pull a goddess like her? lololol.”
“is she even into gaming?”
“there are hundreds of other guys in her league, can’t believe she chose…him…”
“she’s probably just using kodzuken for more wealth.”
Kenma hates being perceived by other people, and as for you, it would be a lie if you said the comments weren’t getting into your head. So, you both knew you had to take damage control.
The day you’re invited to a talk show, is also the day you’ve decided to confirm the allegations.
All lights and eyes are on you, the atmosphere feels as if the audience are holding their breaths, awaiting for your statement. You sit on the sofa chair, looking demure as you possibly can as you too, wait for the host to speak.
“So,” the host starts, “it’s about time we talk about the photo that broke the internet.” The host giggles softly.
“You and the famous streamer, Kozume Kenma. In France. Together. What’s going on there?” The host asked.
You smile, “Yeah, well, that… wasn’t supposed to be out. Since it is now—yes, we were on a vacation together.”
“So you two are dating?”
“We are. We have been for a while now, since college,” you hear audible gasps from the audience, “and that vacation was actually during our fourth anniversary.”
Even the host couldn’t keep their surprise from your revelation, “That long!? And no one knew!?”
You laugh softly, “Only our close friends know, so technically some people still knew. But, we kept it private because… it was ours. We didn’t need the public to meddle in.”
“Speaking of the public, we all know fans have been very vocal of their thoughts about you and Kenma.” The host’s face suddenly turned serious.
“Yes, I know,” you purse your lips then you continue, “I’ve seen some comments and I admit, it hurts to read them. Not for me, but for Kenma.”
You look down on your hands that are resting on your lap, and you speak up again, “Ken is the most thoughtful person I’ve met. I couldn’t ask for anything more. Even in four years and counting of us being together, I still feel like a teenage girl in love.”
The host seems to be in awe then asks, “How did the two of you meet?”
Your eyes avert on the ceiling, as if recalling back memories, “We met back in our university, before the peak of our careers,” you look at the host again with a mischievous smile, “Not a lot of people know this, but he gets emotional and talkative when he’s tired. He once cursed the gravity when his books fell in front of me.”
The host chuckles, “Who knew Kenma has a side like that? Turns out there’s more that the public doesn’t know. Well, Is there anything you want to say, to everyone—your fans, or Kenma, maybe?”
You look directly at the camera, “I understand everyone’s concern, if there’s anything I could ask, is to please just be kind. Regardless, it won’t stop me and him,” you pause for a moment, “And for Kenma, my Kodzuken, just know I don’t regret a single thing—I will continue to choose you.”
At this moment, amidst the talk show that’s happening, Kenma sits on his gaming chair, camera and microphone on, as he’s streaming live on his channel.
“I’ll get straight to the point,” he starts, “It’s true. We’ve been together for years now.”
Kenma couldn’t keep up reading the amount of chats incoming, not that it would matter that much anyway.
“She’s not using me. She’s rich on her own. Still, I’d gladly give her everything and I’d be more than willing to do so.”
His feline-like eyes glint, “She was the one who named Apple, our cat, you know? ‘Cause I like apple pies.”
“I recognize that some people are saying she’s out of my league… I understand that—I mean, look at her…But, that doesn’t make me any less deserving of her. We deserve each other just as much.” He says, carrying on with his statement.
Kenma caught a glimpse of a comment asking how did the two of you start, to which he answered, “It was unusual for a guy like me, but when I first saw her, I got starstruck. We got together during our third year of college. I admit, I thought I didn’t deserve her at first. But, even when I thought I didn’t have what it takes, I strived to be the best, all just for her.”
Kenma continues, “She said no to me three times though,” then he pauses, as if reminiscing those moments, and then he softly smiles in front of the camera, “totally worth it.”
Hours later, even after the talk show and the livestream, the noise on the internet is still deafening. You just turned your phone off and called it a day.
You enter the passcode to your and Kenma’s house, a meow greeting you as you come in. Smiling, you pick the calico up to your arms, “Well hello there, miss Apple.”
You immediately spot Kenma in the living room, his eyes already on you, “Welcome home,” he greets. You walk your way towards him then Kenma pulls you in besides him, making you plop down on the couch.
“How are you?” He asks, as you rest your head on his shoulder and his arm drapes around you.
“Tired. Got in the building with an interview and got out of the building with more interviews from the paparazzi.”
Kenma hums, “Should we tighten security? I’ll hire more guards.”
You sigh, “No need. I can manage,” you look at the television, “Were you watching the clip of my talk show earlier?”
Kenma nods, “You looked nervous.”
“I was, but I meant every word I said.”
There’s a comforting silence that fell between the two of you. You pet Apple, who’s now laying on your lap, as Kenma’s hand massages your scalp gently, then moving to your arm to rub it from time to time.
You love this moment with him—no noise, just warmth, intimate, and only for the two of you.
“You know,” Kenma breaks the silence and you look up at him, “I said in my stream that I do deserve you, but their remarks did make me overthink.”
This is one side you love about Kenma. He’s open to his vulnerability. Even so, if he does love something, he won’t stop until he reaches victory.
You cup his face, making him look at you, “They just don’t know how good you are at taking care of me, or how you’ll finish your games early just to spend time with me, or how you’ll try to cook me food, still half asleep, just to make sure I eat before a shoot.”
You chuckle and Kenma joins you—and there’s that small smile that only you get.
“You’re much more dear to me, Ken. More than you’ll ever know.”
He leans in towards you, then softly, sealing your lips with his.
Once he pulls back, his smile is still etched on his face, “I’ll stream with you one day. Just us, and I guess Apple too.”
You smile at him playfully, “Oh? Then maybe you should attend my next runway show.”
Kenma lightly groans, already thinking how many people would be surrounding him, “Fine, for you,” he gives in, nonetheless.
“Really!?” You exclaim with sparkles in your eyes.
“Yes, really.”
“Promise?”
“You know I don’t promise,” Kenma gives you a smug look, “I just straight up do it.”
Then, the same comforting silence engulf you and Kenma once again. Moments later, you speak up once more, “You know, Ken,” He hums, ushering you to continue.
“I was totally planning to reveal us to the public when we get engaged or married in the future, or something like that, but the rumors beat me to it.”
Kenma chuckles at your confession, “Then let’s just make that the next headline.”
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note: i would’ve just posted a picture of me sitting on kenma’s lap while we’re on his gaming chair and call it a day.