Male Characters x Male!Reader !One-Shots!

Streamer!Kozume Kenma x Streamer!Male!Reader [Fluff]

Haikyuu!!

Requested by JenyneCruzII on Wattpad

(I wrote this half asleep at three am, so... it's kinda weirdly phrased and such)

Kenma frowned at the screen as the results of the multiplayer game showed up on the screen. He was in second place. Again. A heavy sigh left him and he glanced at his live chat. People were laughing and joking about how Kenma wouldn't ever be able to defeat the Top 1 player. But even so, they were from the same guild, along with other players, so it never bothered him that much.

But, that guy's score was always higher than his, no matter how strong he was and how much he spent on his character's traits and abilities. It just wasn't enough.

That Top player was known as (Username), or simply (M/n), and he was also a streamer like him. Actually, everyone in the guild was.

They were really good friends, even if they haven't met in real life yet, but that was about to change. After playing several more different games, they ended their streams and stayed talking on discord for a while. Kenma was usually the quietest of the group, and that wasn't weird at all, he was also the one who came up with good game strategies for the team, and yet, he was never first place.

"Guys, I have something to ask." Kenma's ear perked at the sound of (M/n)'s voice, making the bi-colored man wonder what he looked like. "Do you wanna meet up tomorrow somewhere?"

The rest were excited by his offer, wanting to also see the male's face, one of the best gamers in the country. Even Kenma felt a bit expectant about that, and he agreed to join too.

After that, everyone gave out options of where they could meet up and collectively decided on a café close to Kenma's shared apartment at two pm. They said goodbye to each other and left the call. Kenma said his final byes to his stream and ended it, turning off his computer shortly after.

He stood up from his gaming chair and walked out of his bedroom into the living room. Kuroo was eating some instant ramen while watching a volleyball game, his good ol' friend Bokuto was playing with his current team, so he had to watch it, even if it was just a replay of the match played yesterday.

He heard the door of his best friend's room open and he turned to look at him, "I cooked you something, heat it," he signaled towards their kitchen and Kenma dragged his feet to the fridge, getting out said food and heating it up.

With his food ready, he sat next to the black-haired male and silently watched the match, too immersed in the play.

After what was probably an hour, Kenma got up and washed his dishes, before going to take a shower and head to bed. He plopped down on the bed, his long, still wet hair making him groan slightly in annoyance, but he didn't feel like drying it so late at night.

He cover his lower body and turned sideways, closing his eyes and soon falling asleep.

The next morning, Kenma was woken up by the loud noises of Kuroo getting ready for work, and he grunted, squinting his eyes and sitting up on the bed, grabbing his phone to check the hour.

Oh, no wonder he was so loud. Kuroo was late for work. It was already midday.

Kenma yawned and stretched, the sight would've made anyone think of a kitten, especially when he rubbed his eyes. He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom, he realized his hair was a mess, well, that's what happens when you sleep with wet hair...

Kenma shrugged it off and tied it in a half bun, his black roots and blond ends framing his face gently. He did his necessities and walked out, dragging his feet to the couch, and turning on the tv to distract himself for the next hour and a half. When he couldn't find anything entertaining on tv, he just left it on as background noise and checked his social media. Nothing was out of the ordinary. New subs, people saying that he was an amazing player, hate comments, people arguing with one another... the usual.

He sighed and decided to watch some of (M/n)'s past streams. It was always entertaining to watch his gameplay, while the sound of his soft voice made him imagine what he looked like. He had described himself previously, but no one in the streaming community knew what he looked like. It was an unsolved mystery.

Well, not anymore.

When Kenma snapped out of the world he was induced into by (M/n)'s voice, he realized he was going to be late to the meeting if he didn't leave right now. He rushed to his bedroom and quickly change out of his pajamas, grabbing his phone, wallet, and keys before heading out in a rush.

Thankfully, the café wasn't that far away, only two blocks away, so he got there fairly quickly, even if he wasn't one to be fond of physical activities. The gamer life, eh?

Kenma reached the building and took a deep breath before walking in, fixing his hair slightly. His yellow eyes looked around the place, and he soon spotted the other three males of the guild. They saw him instantly too and beckoned him over to sit, a single empty space left when he sat down.

"(M/n) is not here?" They mumbled a no while checking their phones briefly.

"He said he'll be running a bit late, said something urgent came up." Kenma checked the hour on his phone, seeing that it was ten minutes past two o'clock. Well, it seemed like they'll just have to wait a little longer.

Thankfully, it wasn't that long, because five minutes later the bell above the door dinged, making the group of friends look toward it. Kenma didn't pay attention, it probably wasn't (M/n) anyway. But the steps getting closer made him doubt himself for a moment.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting guys." His voice. That was (M/n), a hundred percent.

Kenma looked up at the male standing next to him, and a dark red blush covered his face instantly.

Never in his life has he seen such a beautiful male.

He had (messy, curly, straight) (short/long) (h/c) hair, breathtaking (e/c) eyes that you could get lost in, and (soft/tough) features. He was a masterpiece in Kenma's eyes. Absolutely gorgeous.

The male had turned Kenma's brain into mush, making the male lose control of his actions. He stood up, grabbed (M/n)'s hand, and bent down his body, muttering out loud.

"Please, marry me!"

Everyone inside the café was left astonished, even Kenma himself, yet he soon composed himself and sat back down on his chair, hiding his face with his hair. (M/n) just chuckled and sat next to him, dropping his arm around the smaller male's shoulder.

"Sure, but let's get to know each other a bit more first."