Red Eyes

22. Whiskey

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"You...you don't know anymore?"

"I just need time to think about this. I'm sorry."

He stands up, giving both of us a look. He hesitates for awhile, not knowing what to do. He sighs and walks out the room leaving me and Kuroo alone again.

I look at Kuroo, disbelief on both of our faces as we just let Kenma leave.

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The next day at school, both Kuroo and I were together like sticky notes not sure what to do without Kenma.

We had walked alone without him which got us worried more than we were before.

"Kuroo, the fuck does he mean space? He said he liked us long before we even liked each other, why is he holding back?" I look at him, sad eyes looking at me back.

He looks away thinking for a second, "I don't know...he's probably hurt."

"But we all know now that we like each other so why not try now? Why is he giving up on us now? We haven't tried." I grab his wrist pulling him into the building.

"Well yea but let's give him time."

"Fuck time." I stop and pout. "A- are we gonna lose him?"

"No..no hopefully not. He doesn't like people, he wouldn't wanna start over."

"Right." I look at the ground, thinking to myself.

Kuroo looks down at me. He sighs, leaning down and pulling me into a hug. He put his chin on top of my head and holds me tighter.

"We ain't losing him. I promise you, I'll get him back to us."

I relax into his touch, sinking into the hug. Kuroo's hugs felt amazing. I felt safe with him and the way he would warm me up was intoxicating. I don't remember the last time we just held each other like this. I missed it. Missed it enough to let out a cry.

I sniff into his shirt and pull away. "Don't make it seem like he left Tokyo." I wipe a small tear, giggling at him.

"You're cute." He smiles at me.

"You're cute too." I smile back at him.

"He'll come to us when he is ready. Come on, feel better. I'll give you a hit from my pen." He kisses my cheek and puts an arm around my shoulder.

"Nah, I'm okay."

"Really?" He looks at me surprised.

"Yea, I need a drink."

"A drink?"

"Yep." I say looking through my backpack, taking out a metal flask of Whiskey.

"Y/n, what is that?" He asks, taking it away from me.

"What? I brought some whiskey, you want some?" I smile at him as he smells it. He gives me the bottle back immediately, making a face of disgust.

"No, I don't want some. Why did you bring this here?" He asks

"Again...to drink...Kuroo do you know what alcohol is?" I joke around, taking a small sip of the bottle.

"Of course I know what it is but why would you drink during school?" He pulls the bottle down from my lips, taking it away from me again.

"You're literally faded right now." I argue

"That's different, you know we can control our highs, you drunk is something else." He says, closing the bottle with the cap.