(the italics are song lyrics or emphasis, don't worry you'll be able to differentiate)
Kenma had been playing video games all day long.
But Kuroo didn't need to know that.
They had been best friends forever, and he didn't want to ruin things with him. He cared about Kuroo too much to lose his friendship. Kenma loved Kuroo so much. He loved the way Kuroo looked at him, his dark eyes full of adoration, slight amusement, and something else he couldn't quite recognise.
It sort of looked like love.
But Kenma was probably delusional.
From the background, his playlist blasted out of his phone.
'I wanna ruin our friendship'
Suddenly, his door burst open, and out of it came Kuroo, in all his dark, tall glory. Kenma almost had a heart attack. He also hadn't noticed he was screaming.
'We should be lovers instead'
"Kenma! You've been inside the whole day. You're coming with me, whether you like it or not. I'm dragging your ass out if I have to." Kuroo said, loud and obnoxious as ever. Meanwhile Kenma was still hyperventilating on the floor. "House…keys…Kuroo…" he wheezed in panic. "You gave me spare keys, remember?" Kuroo said, smirking.
"And I regret it immensely."
'I don't know how to say this'
"Okay, you're coming with me."
"Bokuto, Akaashi, Oikawa, and Iwa are meeting us at that new karaoke place in," Kuroo paused to look at his watch. "Ten minutes ago. Okay, get up, we're late."
'Cause you're really my dearest friend'
"And turn that damn music off."
To this, Kenma obliged. He didn't want Kuroo to hear the simpy playlist he had made dedicated to him. He ran upstairs, threw on his best (and tightest) pair of jeans, and a random t-shirt with a cat on it. He hurriedly came back down, where Kuroo was waiting.
Maybe he was just imagining Kuroo's expression change for a second.
Maybe his mouth didn't hang open and his eyebrows didn't raise in surprise.
Kenma was imagining things.
They reached the karaoke place in around fifteen minutes, where they were greeted by their friends. Oikawa ran up to them. "Kuroooooo you promised it wouldn't take you too long to drag Kenma out todayyyy." he complained, pouting. They hadn't noticed Bokuto creep up behind them until he slapped Kenma's ass and said "Damn, Kenma, those jeans are tight as hell. You tryna seduce Kuroo?"
Kuroo went red. Kenma rolled his eyes.
"If you must know, there's another girl I've got my eyes set on."
"Ooo~ Kenma's gonna get a girlfriend tonight~" Oikawa smirked.
Akaashi dragged Kuroo, who looked severely confused (and slightly constipated) away to get food and sign in so they could play.
"Who's the girl?" Oikawa nudged Kenma. "Tell us everything."
"You really wanna know?" Kenma asked.
"Tell us or we make you sing first." Bokuto said.
"She's…your mom." Kenma said, and sprinted away as fast as his legs would carry him. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, he ran right into Akaashi, who managed to spill all six of the open Coca Cola bottles on him.
Kenma, now drenched in Coke, opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish.
"How did you manage to drop all six onto me?" he sputtered.
Oikawa and Bokuto were cackling in the background, Bokuto holding onto Oikawa's arm for dear life as he wheezed so hard he cried. Iwaizumi shook his head, but laughed along with them.
Kuroo was giggling wildly as Akaashi apologised profusely, also grinning like a mad man.
A few seconds later, Kenma joined in, shaking with laughter.
After they had all finished teasing Kenma, Kuroo pulled him aside, and silently tugged him to the bathroom. He pulled off his hoodie and handed it to Kenma, his hand awkwardly touching the back of his neck. "Your shirt's drenched." he said, smiling softly.
"Oh yes, I wasn't aware of that." Kenma muttered.
Kuroo's face lit up in a grin. "Who would've guessed."
Kenma took his shirt off quickly, rinsed his hair in the sink (he doesn't know how he managed either), and put on Kuroo's hoodie.
It was ridiculously huge on him.
"You…you look cute." Kuroo said, eyes slightly widened.
"Thanks." Kenma's blush extended to his shoulders.
They left and had a concerning amount of beer with their friends. They all thought it tasted like trash, but they did it for, in Oikawa's words, "the plot". The plot of what, god knows.
"I love you, Kenma." Kuroo slurred, putting his arm around Kenma's shoulders.
"What?" Kenma asked, ready to spontaneously combust.
"I love you. I've loved you for a long time now." Kuroo muttered.
"You're drunk. I'm drunk. You don't mean that."
"I'm a coward, Kenma. Alcohol gives me the courage to say things I can't say when I'm sober. Do you love me too?"
"I love you so much, Kuroo Tetsuro."
And then Kuroo kissed him.
Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, and Akaashi cheered in the background, but they barely noticed them.
"Wanna get out of here?" Kuroo asked against Kenma's lips.
They booked a cab and went back to Kenma's house, where they made out a bit more and Kenma beat Kuroo at Mario Kart more than Kuroo would ever admit.
He didn't mind losing to Kenma, though.
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