thinking about post time skip haikyuu is so funny to be bc the people who know other people is crazy like what must normal people in that universe think
like why does youtuber streamer and owner of bouncing ball co kozume kenma aka kodzuken know the libero of this russian team and this half russian model and this comedian / chef and also a bunch of div 1&2 pro volleyball players and his childhood bsf works for the jva
some kid comes to class one day and his teacher knows half the japanese national team ????? THIS RANDOM COP IN MIYAGI IS A SENPAI TO HINATA SHOYO AND KAGEYAMA TOBIO i’m in tears actually this is so funny how have i never considered this
yachi taking time off for the olympics and her colleagues are like oh omg what are you watching? you could come and watch at this bar with us! and she’s like actually my super famous besties got me tickets to go see the games IN PERSON and that’s how they learn she’s besties with hinata and kageyama bc she also posts a selfie w them and yamaguchi and tsukishima
new fans are so confused on how and why hinata knows so many people??? why is he on good terms with the japanese guy who plays for that one polish team? why is he posting selfies with san juan’s star setter???? why is san juan’s star setter married to THE JAPANESE TEAMS ATHLETIC TRAINER??? WHAT IS HAPPENING
everyone and everything is connected
edit: this is suddenly getting a lot of attention again? is it bc of the new hq magazine idk!!! but hi to anyone who sees this lol i wrote hq stuff on ao3 too :)
Getting you knocked up was definitely not on Kenma’s bingo card. Established relationship. (Deeply in love btw)
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Your relationship with Kenma has always been filled with the best experiences you could ever imagine. He was attentive and really clingy which was not what most people thought- aside from his viewers knowing that he had you as his long term girlfriend, they never knew much of your personal life with him.
He never wanted to reveal too much of your relationship on the internet because of the cons that comes with it and how they’d tease him if they saw how clingy he was in private. One time you walked in on him while streaming and he was really attentive with you. They teased him about that for weeks. When Kuroo posted a photo of the two of you cuddling in the couch on twitter, they teased him until he went trending.
You started dating at the end of 3rd year high school and it has been 5 years since. The both of you had stable- if not successful lives and a lot of people have asked about your plans on getting married while you answered that it would eventually happen.
Kenma has always said he will marry you ever since you started dating. He was already planning on proposing to you; until a much bigger event happened to the both of you. Probably the biggest and the most important event of your lives.
You got pregnant.
It was a random morning during your girls day. You’ve spent the night on your friend’s apartment along with your other girl friends. It was normal for your friend group to tease one another about being pregnant.
The night before, you keep complaining about a pain in your stomach, like a diarrhea or something. Then one of your friends said “What if you’re pregnant?”
It was silly and normal to tease amongst you and your friends. Then you realized.
“Actually I just remembered- I think I’m late…”
“Wait really?” they asked. “When was your last period?”
“I forgot,” you laughed, nervousness creeping in your body. “I think two months ago or- I don’t know.”
“Holy shit, for real?”
“Yeah, but that always happens so I really didn’t think much.”
“Remember that pregnancy scare she had last year? It was so funny.” You all laughed.
“You should take a test,” they said half serious, half joking.
You always wanted to have your own family- with Kenma of course, but he wasn’t really the best with kids. Of course your friends knew about it, you just had a few pregnancy scares in the past so they were still teasing about it. They knew how much you love each other.
And so, the next morning in your friend’s apartment, you took a test. They bought 3 different brands of pregnancy test kits just to be sure. While waiting for the results, they started filming because they said it was ‘just to look back at either the pregnancy scare or actual pregnancy.’
“Hey momma, ya nervous?” One of your them asked.
“Of course I am, even Kira would be nervous if she had to take a pregnancy test,” you said, teasing your lesbian friend.
“Okay everyone, put your bets in, is it a girl or a boy?” you all laughed.
“Hey I’m your aunty and I think you’re gonna be a girl,” one of them says.
The timer to reveal the test results suddenly rang. You all gathered in the middle of the living room to check.
“Wait- before we check, let’s guess if it’s positive or negative,” Kira says. Majority voted for negative while Kira said positive.
You slowly check one test that had a 99% accuracy rate. As you look at the result you froze, mouth agape. They immediately took notice and checked the test on your hands.
“WHAT?!”
“No way…”
“Oh my-”
You slowly covered your face with your hands as tears started to roll down your face. It was surreal, what would he say? What would your parents say? You were nervous.
Sure you were stable enough to build a family but it was definitely not in your bingo card. You wanted a child but it was too early, you weren’t even married yet. Hell, what if Kenma doesn’t want this? What if he leaves?
Your friends gathered around you and formed a group hug.
“What if he doesn’t want this?”
“Hey, it’s okay! I’m sure it’ll work out.”
“Kenma loves you very much and we can all see it, leave your worries for later.”
“Do you want to go to a doctor later? It’s only 8 in the morning, we have plenty of time on the afternoon”
Your friends assured you while you continue to cry.
Sure enough, later that day, you went to the hospital for a check up and confirmed you were actually pregnant. Your friends decided to go back with you on your apartment to help you think about things.
While you were on the car on the way back, your worries started to creep in again.
“What if he gets angry and leaves?” tears started to roll down your face once again, maybe it was the hormones or just pure overthinking.
“Y/n, if he gets angry at you for being pregnant, we will personally kick his ass”
“Yeah, that’s his child, duh?” your friend rolled her eyes at the idea. “He stuck his dih up in there and won’t take responsibility? Kinda doesn’t sound like him don’t you think?”
“Plus I’m sure he has a plan on marrying you already,” it sounded odd for them to say, you still had no idea about his plan on proposing to you after all, while they had because he obediently asked for their blessing and ideas.
“You should call him over tonight so you won’t overthink too much, it’s bad for you,” they smiled at you.
You abide and called Kenma to come over. At around 7 pm you heard a knock at your door and opened it to see Kenma.
“Hi baby,” he greets as he pecked your lips. “how was your girls day?”
“It was…” you laughed nervously. “eventful?”
“Oh, that’s great I guess?” he noticed how nervous you looked. “Are you okay?”
“Kenma, there’s something important that I need to tell you,” you looked at him in the eyes.
“Yeah, you said over the phone. What is it?”
“Let’s go to my room, my friends are still here.”
You walked towards your room as he followed behind you and greeted your friends as the two of you walked past them. As you reached your room, he closed the door and sat on your bed while you took out the envelope containing the result.
“Babe you look really tense, what is it?” he asked.
“Kenma, please don’t get upset,” you sat beside him and faced his direction.
“What? Why?” he started to worry.
You looked at him and took a deep breath in, handing him the envelope. He looked at the envelope and took out the contents to see the medical results.
The moment his eyes dropped down to the ultrasound- he froze. At this point, you were holding your tears back with everything in you.
“Are you… mad?” Kenma quickly snapped out of his trance and looked at you.
“What- no. I’m just… shocked,” he still looked lost. “Is this real? You’re not joking right?”
“Why would I joke about it?”
“Nothing, it’s just- too sudden,” he looked back at the test results. He didn’t know what to feel.
“Do you not want this?” you asked, tears slowly falling from your eyes.
“What?” he looked at you and saw the tears coming out of your eyes. “Babe, can we stop talking about what I feel? How about you? Are you happy with this?”
You couldn’t help the tears anymore and sobbed. “Of course I am,” you sniffled. “But I’m scared of what you’d think of it, I’m scared that you might not want this-“
“Please stop saying that I don’t want this,” he pulled you closer and wrapped his arms around you. “I want whatever you want. If you’re happy then I’m ecstatic. I just don’t know how to react now.”
“I’m sorry, this wasn’t a part of our plans,” you sobbed on his chest.
“Things don’t always go according to our plan, it’s okay,” he rubbed your back. “And it’s mostly my fault, I’m the one who ca-“
“Please don’t say that right now,” you chuckled.
He kissed your temple and your shoulder. “Don’t stress yourself, we’ll figure it out.”
“Aren’t you scared?” There was a moment of silence.
“I am. I’m very scared. I’d just hate to show it right now,” he groaned. “I don’t even know how to handle kids.”
“What about your career?”
“Why are you so worried about me? Be more worried about yourself. You’re growing a literal human in you,” he scolded you.
You finally stopped sobbing and looked at him.
“You still have another problem,” he looked at you in confusion. “My dad might kill you for impregnating me before marriage.”
“Oh shit. Can we just not tell him ‘til you give birth? I still wanna see my child.”
You laughed with him as your worries ease. It was great to have a boyfriend that accepted every challenge together with you.
kenma has downloaded tomodachi life for the stream! definitely just to review it for the viewers! definitely.
post-timeskip, fem!reader, kenma is referred as “kodzuken” from chat, viewers does not know his real name, kenma goes live, fluff, hidden from public (well not for long lol), established relationship, hopelessly inlove with you btw.
his viewers does not know about his 6 months relationship.
user1 : HES ON EHS ON HES ON HES ON
user2 : he looks so good omg??
user3 : tomodachi life stream?? holyyyy
the chat flooded the moment he went on stream, the live titled “tomodachi life”— the viral game currently trending almost everywhere. when he loaded in, he customized his mii as a very unaccurate version of himself, just keeping his golden eyes and black hair as a hint. “what should we name him?” he asked, despite knowing what he’ll name it anyways. the name came up to him as “kenma”, where he argued the name was cutely fitting for the character.
user4 : HELLO KENMAAA
user5 : IT FITS HIM SMM
of course it does, it’s his name.
as they progressed into the game, he decided to make hinata, kuroo, and eventually adding another character when he said; “i’m gonna make another character to pair it with kenma.” he simply announced, and silently making you. the same eyes, hair, details in your face that he carved nicely; memorizing it as if it was imprinted in his memories, and it’s too detailed that some viewers is catching on quick.
user6 : aww she’s adorbss, btw is this guy using a reference or smth bro just points every detail possible as if memorizing something
user7 : wait hol on user6 is cooking but ngl look at hinata & kuroo, they’re practically the same in their rl lol
it was oddly quiet for a bit till he got into the name menu, “any suggestions for her name?” he reads the chat, feigning the act as once again, he already knows what the character’s name is gonna be; and then one comment stands out the most.
(username) : (name)!!
he paused for a second as he saw your comment on top of thousands, you must’ve catched on that he was making you and him together. a smile catched him almost as fast as he stopped it. “i saw someone said (name), i think that’s a perfect name.” he typed the name into the character. the personality came next, where he adjusted it as what he thinks you act like.
“okay, welcome (name) to the island.” he announced to the live as they spammed on the chat, “now let’s see what’s gonna happen when the miis get together.” it took him several hours to get them together; fast to make them fall in love, somehow incredibly long to get them to get married that he was almost irritated. the chat was laughing at when he was complaining.
user8 : kodzu isn’t having any form of chill 😭😭
user9 : relax ur not even ready for the minigame.
“what minigame.” his eye twitched as the chat spammed laughing stickers again, he has had enough cause this game has took six hours. and while he did manage to get them to be sweethearts in that time, although it’s pretty accurate seeing the first one to fall and who was incredibly inlove in the game was him. it was so bad that some viewers catched him smiling in the camera as he looked at the two’s interaction.
and eventually, after more hours, the two mii’s finally got the wants to marry status. and after his mii proposed (with a minigame that he didn’t think was hard), the two got married and the cutscene happened. and while so, he was smiling like an idiot. not noticing the chat going insane of his current expression that’s too happy as if he just won a ranked match, the difference is that this one is a dumb simulation that just happens to have his girlfriend named there.
user10 : i’m starting to think this a secret relationship planted into the game LMAO but that’s just a theory!!!
user11 : i wonder what’s going on that mind of his..
noticing he was smiling that hard, he coughed out. “what else can we do after they got married?” the chat spammed “baby” he paused, a little flushed as he imagined that scenario but coughed it off as he said, “oh, alright. and i’ll probably name it after our cat.” slip off. whoops. he just hoped nobody heard that because he is trying so hard to not make a reaction, but of course, nope.
user12 : IT???
user13 : STOP W THE IT, DID HE SAY OUR??
user14 : kodzuken has a gf real???
user15 : ngl i thought he was js like a smelly streamer that is womenless 🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️
the chat was loud. when he saw the last comment made him slightly offended but he let out a quiet sigh, didn’t address it one bit for a couple of minutes— besides, knowing his fans they’re gonna find out about you one day or another; and it could be today from his slip up. so with nothing else to say, he just shrugged. “i got a girlfriend, yeah.”
the chat was getting loud and louder. when a notification came; from you. “what a slip off LMAOOO” and without any shame, he pointed the notification that had your nickname on the contact to the camera. “look, she’s laughing at it. everyone start hating on her.” he joked and smiled lightly, he could notice some that stopped chatting perhaps of the jealousy that he has a girlfriend but there’s thousands that supporting it.
and from that stream is how they knew kenma is his real name & the existence of his girlfriend that he loves so dearly much.
People who have never seen World Trigger will take one look at Osamu and go "oh another one of those timid nerdy mcs that follows the rules like the law-" NOO DUDE THAT'S HOW HE GETS YOU
This guy. [Slaps on top of car] this guy won't hesitate to ignore or bend the rules to his own desire to get what he wants. He's got not one but two flesh-and-blood Neighbors in his squad. He used his C-Rank trigger knowing for a fact that he was going to get punished for it and it caused there to be a readjustement for that specific rule afterwards. His entire thing in the Away Mission Exam is that he finds whatever loophole he can use and spams cheese-tactics until it paves the way to victory, and it WORKS!
Not to mention the audacity? Dude lost one singular round and decided that he will try to recruit Jin friggin Yuichi the fortune cookie of Border into Tamakoma-2. Obviously did not work but a normal person wouldn't even dare thinking about something like that. Oh also the fact that in the early manga arcs, he said that he'd break the rules again if he must right in front of the upper management?? "I'd do it again if I had to protect others" I'd have peed my pants. Props to you but I would've peed my pants
Before you stands one of the most AUDACIOUS PEOPLE in the entirety of Border. He takes the most absurd routes to get to his goals and succeeds. He breaks rules like sticks if he thinks he should. He hides his vigor and spice behind a mask of timidness and stoicness and unless you look behind and realize the weight of all the stuff he has done so far, you stay in the illusion of that mask!! Forever!!!
You seemed perfect on the surface. People thought that you were the perfect student and maybe the epitome of grace and charm—always standing out despite not really being too outgoing. Everyone loved you. You wanted them to know you as what they thought you were and not the type B-couldn't even clean her room and plays games all night- type of girl that you actually were.
Just before you left, you made sure every detail was perfect. You practiced smiling and greeting- looking back at your messy room.
As you stepped on the gates of Nekoma High trying to get a breeze of a new chapter of your life, a classmate already started approaching you along with others greeting you. It made you tired already and it was only 8 in the morning.
As you changed for your indoors shoes, a tall black-haired boy started approaching you.
"Hey pretty, long time no see!" He says as he walked towards you.
"Well hello there, Kuroo! How have you been?" You greeted him back.
"I've been doing great, thank you. You look as charming as ever you know." He teased as he leaned against the lockers.
"Of course, I always have." You bantered back.
"Well then, welcome to Nekoma!" He says smiling as he stood straight and headed toward the gym. "I'll go now and welcome new volleyball team members, see you later." He winked.
You headed to your designated classroom as you wait for your teacher and the other students to arrive as others signed up for clubs. The class started at 9 a.m. on the first day so you just sat for a little while and talked with the others. Some of them you knew, some of them you didn't. But they clearly already warmed up to your presence.
The bell soon rang as students rush to their own classrooms. You were wishing for a certain someone to pop inside the classroom hoping the two of you were classmates.
Suddenly a long-black-haired boy came inside the classroom, completely ignoring everyone around him and focusing on his phone.
There he was- your favorite toy. While others have always admired your charm, you admired his. A blunt boy who looked too pretty to be one, but didn't particularly stand out (because he doesn't want to).
He sat on the empty chair beside you near the window as you greeted him.
"Hey, apple. How was your summer?" You smiled at him.
"Can you stop calling me apple." He looked at you briefly with his golden eyes. Oh how you admired those pretty eyes so much.
"What? It's cute!"
"It's really not." He squint his eyes in annoyance. You loved to tease him, especially when you found out that his favorite was apple pie which was quite unexpected. You thought his favorite was some junk food or something.
"Fine, how's your summer then, Kenma?"
"Okay I guess." he replied.
"You probably stayed in your room."
"So what, it's hot." He says not looking up from his phone.
"Like me, lol" you answered jokingly.
"Sure." Was what you didn't expect as his answer. Though it probably was a joke.
You couldn't keep your eyes off of him, he has always mesmerized you weirdly, you couldn't explain it. Some probably thought he was a loser but they just couldn't see the potential.
The rest of the day went smoothly with nothing really out of the ordinary. A lot of people came to talk you lost all of your energy. You went home and immediately plopped down your bed and opened your gaming console as your mother made dinner.
You always saw Kenma play games and wanted to ask him for his user id but it wasn't your branding to be a geek, though in reality you were. So when you were in middle school you sneaked to see his user id to add him and play with him anonymously as his duo.
Just as you opened your console, you see Kenma's status as online and invited him to play, then afterwards chatting for a bit before you came downstairs to spot an empty house. Everyone was probably asleep, so you ate dinner alone.
Months flew by with the same routine. The school year was already ending before you even knew it. Nothing special really happened this school year. It was already February, Valentines was nearing. It stressed you out thinking what would happen this time.
You never wanted to make fun of others but it was just so funny and embarrassing how some of them confess, like the ways they do it. Though it always wore you down because every Valentines at least one person would confess to you and you always didn't wanna end up hurting them but you do so anyways.
Thinking about it made you scratch your head. But then you wondered- when will you ever confess?
"Why would I confess, I don't even have a crush. Maybe.. It's not that serious. What- what the hell- yeah. right." You rambled.
Nothing out of the uncommon would probably happen this time anyways, right?
Or so you thought.
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Okay this chapter is sort of boring but I swear it will slowly get better 🥺👉👈
I thought i might js wanna introduce your character on the first chap but i dint have the patience, lmao. this was a random idea from a mix of fics and shows i’ve watched
i will try to finish this quick xoxo
(It's my first time writing a fic sorry...)
btw- i myt update on other platforms first if anyone were to ever read this so
You seemed perfect on the surface. People thought that you were the perfect student and maybe the epitome of grace and charm—always standing out despite not really being too outgoing. Everyone loved you. You wanted them to know you as what they thought you were and not the type B-couldn't even clean her room and plays games all night- type of girl that you actually were.
Just before you left, you made sure every detail was perfect. You practiced smiling and greeting- looking back at your messy room.
As you stepped on the gates of Nekoma High trying to get a breeze of a new chapter of your life, a classmate already started approaching you along with others greeting you. It made you tired already and it was only 8 in the morning.
As you changed for your indoors shoes, a tall black-haired boy started approaching you.
"Hey pretty, long time no see!" He says as he walked towards you.
"Well hello there, Kuroo! How have you been?" You greeted him back.
"I've been doing great, thank you. You look as charming as ever you know." He teased as he leaned against the lockers.
"Of course, I always have." You bantered back.
"Well then, welcome to Nekoma!" He says smiling as he stood straight and headed toward the gym. "I'll go now and welcome new volleyball team members, see you later." He winked.
You headed to your designated classroom as you wait for your teacher and the other students to arrive as others signed up for clubs. The class started at 9 a.m. on the first day so you just sat for a little while and talked with the others. Some of them you knew, some of them you didn't. But they clearly already warmed up to your presence.
The bell soon rang as students rush to their own classrooms. You were wishing for a certain someone to pop inside the classroom hoping the two of you were classmates.
Suddenly a long-black-haired boy came inside the classroom, completely ignoring everyone around him and focusing on his phone.
There he was- your favorite toy. While others have always admired your charm, you admired his. A blunt boy who looked too pretty to be one, but didn't particularly stand out (because he doesn't want to).
He sat on the empty chair beside you near the window as you greeted him.
"Hey, apple. How was your summer?" You smiled at him.
"Can you stop calling me apple." He looked at you briefly with his golden eyes. Oh how you admired those pretty eyes so much.
"What? It's cute!"
"It's really not." He squint his eyes in annoyance. You loved to tease him, especially when you found out that his favorite was apple pie which was quite unexpected. You thought his favorite was some junk food or something.
"Fine, how's your summer then, Kenma?"
"Okay I guess." he replied.
"You probably stayed in your room."
"So what, it's hot." He says not looking up from his phone.
"Like me, lol" you answered jokingly.
"Sure." Was what you didn't expect as his answer. Though it probably was a joke.
You couldn't keep your eyes off of him, he has always mesmerized you weirdly, you couldn't explain it. Some probably thought he was a loser but they just couldn't see the potential.
The rest of the day went smoothly with nothing really out of the ordinary. A lot of people came to talk you lost all of your energy. You went home and immediately plopped down your bed and opened your gaming console as your mother made dinner.
You always saw Kenma play games and wanted to ask him for his user id but it wasn't your branding to be a geek, though in reality you were. So when you were in middle school you sneaked to see his user id to add him and play with him anonymously as his duo.
Just as you opened your console, you see Kenma's status as online and invited him to play, then afterwards chatting for a bit before you came downstairs to spot an empty house. Everyone was probably asleep, so you ate dinner alone.
Months flew by with the same routine. The school year was already ending before you even knew it. Nothing special really happened this school year. It was already February, Valentines was nearing. It stressed you out thinking what would happen this time.
You never wanted to make fun of others but it was just so funny and embarrassing how some of them confess, like the ways they do it. Though it always wore you down because every Valentines at least one person would confess to you and you always didn't wanna end up hurting them but you do so anyways.
Thinking about it made you scratch your head. But then you wondered- when will you ever confess?
"Why would I confess, I don't even have a crush. Maybe.. It's not that serious. What- what the hell- yeah. right." You rambled.
Nothing out of the uncommon would probably happen this time anyways, right?
Or so you thought.
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Okay this chapter is sort of boring but I swear it will slowly get better 🥺👉👈
I thought i might js wanna introduce your character on the first chap but i dint have the patience, lmao. this was a random idea from a mix of fics and shows i’ve watched
i will try to finish this quick xoxo
(It's my first time writing a fic sorry...)
btw- i myt update on other platforms first if anyone were to ever read this so
You seemed perfect on the surface. People thought that you were the perfect student and maybe the epitome of grace and charm—always standing out despite not really being too outgoing. Everyone loved you. You wanted them to know you as what they thought you were and not the type B-couldn't even clean her room and plays games all night- type of girl that you actually were.
Just before you left, you made sure every detail was perfect. You practiced smiling and greeting- looking back at your messy room.
As you stepped on the gates of Nekoma High trying to get a breeze of a new chapter of your life, a classmate already started approaching you along with others greeting you. It made you tired already and it was only 8 in the morning.
As you changed for your indoors shoes, a tall black-haired boy started approaching you.
"Hey pretty, long time no see!" He says as he walked towards you.
"Well hello there, Kuroo! How have you been?" You greeted him back.
"I've been doing great, thank you. You look as charming as ever you know." He teased as he leaned against the lockers.
"Of course, I always have." You bantered back.
"Well then, welcome to Nekoma!" He says smiling as he stood straight and headed toward the gym. "I'll go now and welcome new volleyball team members, see you later." He winked.
You headed to your designated classroom as you wait for your teacher and the other students to arrive as others signed up for clubs. The class started at 9 a.m. on the first day so you just sat for a little while and talked with the others. Some of them you knew, some of them you didn't. But they clearly already warmed up to your presence.
The bell soon rang as students rush to their own classrooms. You were wishing for a certain someone to pop inside the classroom hoping the two of you were classmates.
Suddenly a long-black-haired boy came inside the classroom, completely ignoring everyone around him and focusing on his phone.
There he was- your favorite toy. While others have always admired your charm, you admired his. A blunt boy who looked too pretty to be one, but didn't particularly stand out (because he doesn't want to).
He sat on the empty chair beside you near the window as you greeted him.
"Hey, apple. How was your summer?" You smiled at him.
"Can you stop calling me apple." He looked at you briefly with his golden eyes. Oh how you admired those pretty eyes so much.
"What? It's cute!"
"It's really not." He squint his eyes in annoyance. You loved to tease him, especially when you found out that his favorite was apple pie which was quite unexpected. You thought his favorite was some junk food or something.
"Fine, how's your summer then, Kenma?"
"Okay I guess." he replied.
"You probably stayed in your room."
"So what, it's hot." He says not looking up from his phone.
"Like me, lol" you answered jokingly.
"Sure." Was what you didn't expect as his answer. Though it probably was a joke.
You couldn't keep your eyes off of him, he has always mesmerized you weirdly, you couldn't explain it. Some probably thought he was a loser but they just couldn't see the potential.
The rest of the day went smoothly with nothing really out of the ordinary. A lot of people came to talk you lost all of your energy. You went home and immediately plopped down your bed and opened your gaming console as your mother made dinner.
You always saw Kenma play games and wanted to ask him for his user id but it wasn't your branding to be a geek, though in reality you were. So when you were in middle school you sneaked to see his user id to add him and play with him anonymously as his duo.
Just as you opened your console, you see Kenma's status as online and invited him to play, then afterwards chatting for a bit before you came downstairs to spot an empty house. Everyone was probably asleep, so you ate dinner alone.
Months flew by with the same routine. The school year was already ending before you even knew it. Nothing special really happened this school year. It was already February, Valentines was nearing. It stressed you out thinking what would happen this time.
You never wanted to make fun of others but it was just so funny and embarrassing how some of them confess, like the ways they do it. Though it always wore you down because every Valentines at least one person would confess to you and you always didn't wanna end up hurting them but you do so anyways.
Thinking about it made you scratch your head. But then you wondered- when will you ever confess?
"Why would I confess, I don't even have a crush. Maybe.. It's not that serious. What- what the hell- yeah. right." You rambled.
Nothing out of the uncommon would probably happen this time anyways, right?
Or so you thought.
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Okay this chapter is sort of boring but I swear it will slowly get better 🥺👉👈
I thought i might js wanna introduce your character on the first chap but i dint have the patience, lmao. this was a random idea from a mix of fics and shows i’ve watched
i will try to finish this quick xoxo
(It's my first time writing a fic sorry...)
btw- i myt update on other platforms first if anyone were to ever read this so
❣︎ note ; so, okay, i know this took forever. it took me a long time to find the motivation to write this but i really enjoyed writing it. and this became a much longer chapter than i intended so i had to split it because the next scene i’m writing is also long. trying to move their relationship along and the few moments in this chapter are sweet and the next moment is a big one. so yeah. enjoy!
❣︎ cw ; some hand holding, some flustered moments, sweet and fluffy.
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time skip. reader is thirteen. kenma is fifteen. tetsurou is sixteen.
Thirteen is old enough to stay home alone.
That’s the argument presented to your Mother, but she makes it crystal clear you’re going to Tetsurou’s volleyball game this evening.
She’s not asking. Doesn’t stop you from complaining. Going to a stupid volleyball game, being bored for hours — yeah, not on the agenda. It’s Friday night, staying home and watching movies, playing Mario Kart, it’s your rest and relaxation routine every weekend.
After sulking on the couch for an hour your Mother casually reminds you Kenma is also on the team, so you’ll get to watch him play too. Fighting through embarrassment and red hot cheeks you snap that you don’t care. She sees straight through the bluff.
If that isn’t enough, it’s evident you’re lying by how fast you tie your shoes. Waiting for your Mother by the front door, tapping your foot and refusing to meet her knowing eyes.
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Sitting on the cold metal bleachers sours your mood further. Your arms stay crossed as your parents speak softly to one another, allowing your festering teenage angst to roll off their shoulders.
So far, the opposing team is by themselves on the court, taking the advantage to warm up. The squeaking of sneakers echos throughout the gym, palms smacking hard against volleyballs, sending them flying over the net.
The overpowering scent of salonpas burns your nose.
Soft cheering starts up, pulling your attention towards the door leading to the locker room. Tetsurou’s tall frame appears first, of course, waving to the crowd like a celebrity. You roll your eyes — he’s so dumb. The rest of the boys file out steadily, and when you catch a glimpse of bleach blonde hair your heart stutters.
Kenma’s expression screams indifference as he walks to the row of chairs set up on the sideline. He tucks his hair behind his ears, showing off his side profile, and your stomach squirms. Kenma takes a seat and tilts his head up as your brother approaches him. Tetsurou frowns at whatever Kenma says, dipping down to search and pull his phone from his bag, typing something quickly.
“Sweetheart,” your Mother calls, shaking your shoulder.
“Yeah kaasan?” Your voice is distant, distracted. Too busy staring at Kenma as he leans back in his chair and stretches his arms overhead.
“Please go buy a water for your brother and Kenma-chan from the vending machine. Tetsu messaged me saying he forgot his.”
Turning to pout at your Mother you ask, “Do I have to take it them?”
“Yes,” she says firmly, raising an eyebrow. “Walk it over to them before the game starts. Hurry, please.”
“Yes kaasan,” you mumble, accepting the money in her outstretched hand. The butterflies in your belly have your hands curling into fists, crumpling the money.
It’s a short trip to the vending machine. Those two drink the same brand of water each time, so there’s no debating which buttons to press. You suck in several deep breaths, shuffling through the gym doors.
You do not want to go over there.
Both your brother and Kenma face the net as you sneak up right behind Tetsurou. Neither notice your presence.
“Tetsu-nii,” you say, placing the cold water bottle on his neck.
He squeaks and jumps a foot in the air, spinning in his seat. “Hey! Don’t do that,” he gripes, rubbing the back of his neck.
Ignoring him you will yourself not to blush under the weight of Kenma’s stare. “Here,” you snap, thrusting the water towards your brother. “Kaasan said to bring you this.”
Tetsurou rolls his eyes and accepts it with a grin. “Thanks imouto-chan~,” he sings.
You hold the other bottle out in offering to Kenma and his eyes widen. “I got you one too,” you explain, unable to look away from where your fingers brush as he grabs it. Your hand flops uselessly to your side.
Before Kenma responds Nekoma’s coach calls for them to gather around and both boys rise to their feet. “Wait!” You blurt, gripping the hem of Kenma’s jersey. He freezes, twisting his neck and raises an eyebrow in question. “Uh, g-good luck Kenma,” you stammer, dropping Kenma’s shirt like it’s a hot coal.
Kenma glances from his jersey to your face, something soft and kind in his eyes. “Thanks,” he says, giving you a small smile. You nod stiffly, whirling around to hurry to your seat. You imagine you look similar to a tomato right now.
“Hey! What about me? I’m your brother!” Tetsurou calls after you. You flip him off over your shoulder and Tetsurou’s laughter follows you to the bleachers.
The game is much more interesting than you’d expected. You’d never seen your brother or Kenma play an actual game. Sure, you’d watched them practice in the backyard, the flimsy net shaking with the wind, but that’s all.
To be fair, Kenma is who you watch the most. He doesn’t get much action on the court, seeing as he’s a first year, yet he’s mesmerizing as a setter for that small amount of time.
The cute way his nose scrunches in concentration. How his hair bounces when he jumps for the ball. His shirt sticks to his chest with sweat, and as he walks toward the chairs for a break he lifts the hem of his shirt to wipe off his face.
You’re frozen in your seat, the brief view of his tight stomach shocking you to the core. Something warm twists in your belly, a thought popping into your head that you’ve never had before.
Kenma is hot.
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Your parents treat the three of you to dinner after the game. They won, and Tetsurou is explosive with happy energy.
“Did you see the last spike I landed Kenma?” Tetsurou vibrates in his seat. He hasn’t stopped talking about it since the match ended.
Kenma snorts, picking at the last of the food on his plate. “I saw it. The other team almost blocked it.”
“Don’t rain on my parade,” Tetsurou laughs.
Your parents had wandered off to another table, distracted by a couple friends who waved them down. Kenma’s seated on your left at the table, Tetsurou across.
“I guess you did okay, Tetsu-nii,” you chime in, glancing at Kenma who smirks at the jab.
“You mean amazing, imouto-chan,” Tetsurou corrects, grinning from ear to ear. “I’m going to be captain next year, just watch!”
The conversation lulls, your parents taking their sweet time to return. Tetsurou’s gaze flickers between the two of you, and then he announces, quite loudly, he’s going to the restroom. You glare at your brother as he leaves. Kenma pays him no mind, slipping his phone from his pocket, playing some game that reminds you of candy crush.
Your bottom lip rolls between your teeth, chancing a peak at Kenma, debating whether or not to speak. You shift in place and clear your throat. “Ya know, you’re good at volleyball too, Kenz.”
Kenma stills, thumbs pressing too hard against his screen. He meets your gaze. “Me?” He asks in disbelief.
“Yeah,” you confirm, heat crawling up your throat, flushing your cheeks.
“Oh,” he squeaks, the apples of his cheeks pinking up. “Thanks. I — I’m glad you came to the watch our game.” It comes out awkwardly, voice so soft it’s hard to hear.
You nod, fingers clenching the hems of your shorts as you stare a hole into the table. Dying on the inside because now it’s awkward — and it’s your fault.
The quiet thrum of background chatter keeps it from becoming too unbearable as you pray for your brother’s speedy return.
Soft knuckles suddenly brush the back of your hand and a jolt runs down your spine, neck snapping to stare at Kenma with wide eyes.
“You’re gonna hurt your fingers,” he says, encouraging you to uncurl them. Your brain short circuits. You nod, unable to form a single thought, and let him straighten your fingers.
Kenma hesitates, brow creasing as he stares at his hand resting on yours. You don’t pull away and it’s as much permission as you can give with your heart jackhammering. Slender fingers thread through yours, his palm clammy, and he squeezes.
He’s so warm. Your butterflies have evolved into hornets.
No words are exchanged. Just silence. Sitting, enjoying the comfort holding hands with Kenma brings. Until Tetsurou appears out of thin air. He looks too smug when you and Kenma jump apart, avoiding eye contact with one another.
Tetsurou thinks it’s hilarious that your faces are the exact same shade of red.
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Kenma stays the night. He and Tetsurou are holed up in his room the moment they step through the front door.
Whatever. Not like you wanted to hang out anyways.
Sleep, however, is not your friend this evening. The memory of Kenma’s hand in yours, the warm squeeze in your belly, it brings an overwhelming mix of emotions that keeps you wide awake.
Around midnight is when it starts to get under you skin. Brushing up on your Mario Kart skills seems the only logical option. You sneak to the living room, firing up the game. After winning three races in a row, your confidence soars through the roof. You knew you were getting better.
The controller almost flys from your hands when a loud creak sounds from behind you, head whipping towards the hallway.
“Sorry!” Kenma holds his hands up in apology, trying to hold in laughter. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Your shoulders relax and you sigh in relief. “It’s okay.” Your brows pinch together. “How long have you been standing there?”
Kenma looks at the TV and shrugs. “Maybe ten minutes.”
Enough time to see you win, at least. “Oh. Can’t sleep or something?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Is Testu-nii asleep?”
“He’s snoring so loud I had to leave the room.”
Your head tilts with a laugh. “Yeah, it’s annoying. If I have to share a room with him, I kick him to make him stop.” You pause for a moment. “Hey, Kenma?”
He quirks his head to the side. “Yeah?”
“Do you…would you maybe wanna play a few rounds with me? I’m getting better, I might even be able to beat you!” Your voice showcases your excitement.
“Sure,” he smiles. Kenma makes his way to where you’re comfortable on the floor, propped against the couch, and sits down with his legs stretched out.
You pass him the extra controller, going through the steps to set the game for two players. “What character do you want to be?”
“Mm. Toad, definitely. What about you?”
“Daisy.”
“Good choice,” Kenma approves, scrolling the options to customize his car.
You bite back a smile, mirroring his actions. You inch closer until your thighs press together. He returns the gesture.
Kenma 100% kicks your ass, as suspected. It doesn’t matter, you’re just happy to spend time with him. When you both grow tired of the game, thumbs aching, he suggests moving to the couch for a movie.
Good thing he’s a night owl just like you.
At some point you’ve fallen asleep, because when you wake up your head’s resting on his shoulder.
