- ', [rivals] ꒱ ➳ kuroo x reader

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I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. It was a Saturday morning and instead of getting up and being productive, I was thinking about what a mess my life was.

After my fight with Kuroo, I'd run into Kenma, who had confessed his feelings for me. And then we... we kissed. Before that I'd never considered him as more than a friend... but now, when I thought of him, I got butterflies in my stomach.

What complicated the matter further was... Akari. She was my friend, and she liked Kenma. And me and Kuroo both thought that he liked her back. I guess not. If she found out that I had kissed him, well he had kissed me, she would probably hate me.

I didn't want to hurt Akari. I didn't want to hurt Kenma if I still had feelings for Kuroo. And I just straight up did not want to see Kuroo's dumbass face right now. 

Sighing, I pushed off my covers and got out of bed. I couldn't just put my life on hold because of this.

Suddenly, I heard my phone chime, picking it up to see a message. It was from Kenma. My heart skipped a beat, but I groaned as I checked the text.

kenma:

Hey, y/n

Can we meet up?

I threw my phone across the room. Uuuuugh.

Reluctantly, I walked over and picked it up, staring at the phone screen. I had no idea how to respond. All of this felt so wrong. 

But... I owed Kenma an honest conversation. I just didn't want him to get the wrong idea, that I liked him. Or maybe I did. This was all so confusing.

Sighing for the millionth time today, my fight with Kuroo flashed through my head again.

He said he liked me... "as a friend". If that's all he thought of me, then why should I waste my time on him? Especially when Kenma...

I quickly typed up a response to him.

             y/n:

sure, do u wanna come over?

kenma:

Yeah, sure. I'll be there soon.

Turning off my phone, I tried to suppress a smile. Deep down, I knew this was wrong. After all, it was all I'd been overthinking about for the past couple days.

But on the surface... all I could think about was...

Kuroo didn't like me back? Fine, I'd be with the person that would hurt him the most - his best friend.

My own pettiness scared me.

I waited anxiously for Kenma to come, unsure of how this conversation would go.

Despite everything, I find myself pulling up my texts from Kuroo and start to read through them but then stop myself. Pulling up the settings, I blocked his number and shut off my phone. I was sick of always doing what he wanted. Let's see him try to come back now.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the doorbell ring, scaring me for a brief moment before I realized it was probably just Kenma.

I walked over to my front door, opening it to see Kenma standing there in a dark hoodie and sweatpants, his hair tied back into a small ponytail. He looked good. Standing by my doorstep, he looked me up and down and gave me a slight smile.