𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 ༉‧₊ 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣

08

• kenma's pov •

i stared at kuroo's face as he kept staring back at me with a pout. i took in a deep breath and sighed, saying the following words for the tenth time now.

"no."

as expected, i got the same response for the tenth time.

"why?" kuroo whined. "are you just going to let this handsome guy starve to death?!" he faked a pained expression, putting his hand to his chest.

"you're not handsome!" i immediately disagreed.

"that's not the problem here!" he shouted. "c'mon, why are you so cold?"

"i made food for us, isn't that enough?" i scoffed.

"but i can't eat when my hand is covered in bandages and i can barely move it!" he stood up in his defense.

"who even told you to cut vegetables while staring at me?!" i retorted.

"i wanted to help you! it hurt me to see your small body working so hard alone," he pouted.

"my... small body?" i raised an eyebrow.

"yeah, you're small, aren't you?" he asked.

"...yes. yes i am. and this small body isn't going to feed you," i let out an exasperated sigh.

"wha- no, wait! sorry! you're cute. it was meant to be a compliment. i like short people," kuroo blurted out. my cheeks flushed at the last sentence.

did this jerk even know what he was saying?

"s-shut up. come here," i sighed, dragging his plate towards me.

i hated myself so much for giving in just like that.

* * *

"i didn't know you could cook so well," kuroo said with a smirk, sitting down on the sofa beside me.

"shut up," i replied, skidding away from him.

"let's watch lights out," he said, taking the hold of the tv remote.

"i'm playing minecraft," i glared at him.

"it's fine. it's nice to spend time with your crush every once in a while," kuroo giggled, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him.

"...i," i started, but my voice didn't come out properly.

"hm?" he hummed, leaning his face to position his esr in front of my mouth.

a beat of silence stretched between us.

"... you're not my crush..." i finally said it. there was a short pause after which i heard him laughing.

i looked up at him, confused. why was he laughing?

"so," he turned to look at me, staring in my eyes. "you're saying if i kiss you right now, your heart shouldn't beat madly and your cheeks shouldn't turn red, right?"

my eyes widened at that. i put the back of my hand on my mouth, unconsciously covering my lips so he doesn't capture them any moment.

"j-just start the movie already," i mumbled. he let out a loud laugh as he played the movie.

* * *

"it was good, right?" he questioned as the movie ended.

"...it wasn't," i replied.

"huh? why?" he asked.

"it wasn't scary... the thought of a ghost disappearing upon seeing light sounds so unnatural and cowardly," i shrugged.

"hah? it isn't though," he said, resting his hands on the back of his head.

"what do you mean?" i asked, squinting my eyes at him. could this guy ever be clear?

"ghosts reside in the shadows. they hate coming out into the light. so it makes sense," he nodded. "plus it's based on a true story."

my eyes almost widened at his last words.

"it's... what?" i asked, kinda shocked.

"yes," he smirked. "anyway it's pretty late, where do i have to sleep?" he asked, yawning.

"um," i stood up from the sofa. "sleep in mom's room. i'll sleep in mine," i said, picking up my phone and running towards my room.

i closed the door shut and plopped down on my bed, letting out a heavy sigh. the wind was blowing harshly outside my window.

i hate noise. and that bastard made me scared.

i shifted to my left, staring at the lamp on my bedside table.

should i turn it off? i'm not used to sleeping with lights on.

i sighed.

why did he have to say that it's based on a true story. ugh, i hate him.

just then something crashed against my window. my eyes widened as i stared at it.

what the hell? it's just tree branches! why am i so scared?

i took in a deep breath and decided to play a game on my phone.

just then, the lamp started flickering and turned off.

my breath hitched in my throat as i immediately turned on my flashlight and ran out of the room.

the lounge is so cold, i can't sleep here.

i was scared, my heart was beating really loudly in my chest and i didn't think twice before bursting into the room where kuroo was sleeping.

i immediately closed the door and ran over to where he was sleeping.

i sat down on the side of bed where he was sleeping, my flashlight turned on.

what the hell was i doing? what do i do now that i'm here?

i sighed. i'm stupid.

i took in a deep breath and stood up from the bed.

something gripped my wrist my eyes widened. i let out a yelp as i felt someone snake their arm around my waist and pulled me down.

"w-what the hell-" i started, staring at kuroo's face who was half asleep. he pulled me closed towards him and nuzzled his face into my neck, dozing off to sleep.

what the hell? he expects me to sleep like this?

i took in a deeo breath, trying to calm my madly beating heart.

that night i laid beside kuroo and thought about what i had gotten myself into when i came back to tokyo.

(a/n): hehe late update but i hope 2021 treats everyone better! y'all deserve happiness!

also, i have an art account. i'm @vintrei on instagram, it'd mean a lot if you guys follow me and support hehe <3

until next time~