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Two years later, Kenma was in university and today was going to be a good day. No, not because he was finally free or anything, because (guess what) Kuroo also goes to this university (surprise!). Today was going to be good, because Shouyou was coming to visit his dorm for the first time.
It had been about a month and four days (not that Kenma was counting or anything) since he left to move in and get settled at school. Thankfully, Kenma got a single room so he wouldn’t have to deal with anyone, and they him. It was standard, twin sized bed, small desk and a dresser. Per usual, Kuroo had zero boundaries, he barged into the small space regardless of the time or day it might be. Thank god that since Kuroo was a sophomore, he was sharing an apartment with some of his friends that he made over the past year. But fret not, he never forgot about Kenma, even when, said boy, desperately wished he would.
Shouyou had begged to come sooner, but Kenma knew from experience that you do not want to miss any days at the beginning of third year. He really did want the best for Shouyou, and if that meant being a hypocrite about school work and attendance then so be it.
So, at the ass crack of dawn (8am), on a Saturday, Kenma set out so he could meet Shouyou at the train station. Although Shouyou had assured that he could find his way to Kenma’s dorm just fine, have you met the poor guy. Thus, Kenma, genuinely concerned for his safety, threw on a hoodie and, begrudgingly, traveled the short distance.
To be perfectly honest, he couldn’t really describe the way he felt when he finally saw him. Shouyou, way too awake for the hour, and all smiles ran to Kenma and hugged him with the force of the entire month they were apart.
From an onlooker’s perspective, they probably wouldn’t think Kenma was happy to see him, but Shouyou knew differently. Two years on this level of closeness and you begin to notice small mannerisms and facial expressions. Shouyou could tell Kenma was happy by the small quirk of his lips and the way he reached for Shouyou’s hand first.
Shouyou swung their hands as they walked back to Kenma’s dorm, and the smaller boy chattered away. Kenma nodded along, but he mostly just basked in the sound of Shouyou’s voice. Man, he had really missed that.
As it was still early when they arrived at the dorm, it was only self explanatory for them to collapse in a pile of limbs onto the small mattress. Fingers running through hair and the soft whispers of each others breath brought them both into a light slumber.
That was, until Kuroo came barging in, obviously using the key he copied without permission. At the time Kenma found out about the key, Kuroo argued,
“It’s for your safety Kenma,”
but now Kenma was well aware Kuroo was abusing the privilege he gave himself.
Shouyou, was awake and responded to Kuroo’s antics in a matter of 30 seconds. Kenma, on the other hand, pulled the covers over his head and ignored his annoying friend. Kenma had told Kuroo about Shouyou coming, but in retrospect, that was a big mistake.
After an hour and a half of pure struggle, involving way too much whining for a 20 year old man, Kuroo finally left.
Only after the door was shut and locked did Kenma pull Shouyou into a tight hug. Kenma planned on spending the entire day in close contact with Shouyou from there on out. It was lonely sleeping alone again, not because it was impossible, but solely because Shouyou wasn’t just a few minutes away anymore. He couldn’t come over and cuddle anytime, and that bothered Kenma more than he would like to admit. Pulling away with a little peck, Kenma turned to start up Mario Cart because that was Shouyou’s favorite, and everything Kenma did, was for him.