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“What are we?” Kenma asks.
He and Kuroo are lounging around in Kenma’s room. Kenma’s hanging half off the bed playing Harvest Moon on his Nintendo 3DS. Kuroo’s sitting on the floor with his back against the floor, textbook in hand.
“What do you mean?” Kuroo asks, not looking away from his book.
“Are we courting? Are we just friends? What are we?”
“What do you want to be?”
That’s a hard question. Kenma loves Kuroo. He’s loved Kuroo for a long time, ever since they were kids, but what kind of love he feels for him now is under question. They’ve experienced a lot together over the years. They’ve grown up together and they’ve experienced a lot of firsts, including their first kisses. They’ve practiced with each other, after all. But what kind of love does Kenma feel for Kuroo?
“I don’t know,” Kenma answers, “What do you think we are?”
“I’d kind of like to be more than friends,” Kuroo admits.
Kenma sits up, closing his 3DS and sitting it to the side. “It’s not just because I’m an omega, right?”
“Of course not.” Kuroo sets his book to the side. He shifts so he’s sitting on his knees facing Kenma. He takes Kenma’s hands into his own. “I’ve loved you for a long time.”
Kenma stares at their hands. “You have?”
“Maybe it hasn’t always been romantic, but it’s been there for as long as I can remember, before I even understood secondary sexes.” He gives Kenma’s hands a squeeze. “You love me too, don’t you?”
“I do.”
“Then lets court.” Kuroo smirks up at Kenma.
It comes so natural.
“Can I kiss you?” Kenma asks.
Kuroo climbs up onto the bed. They face each other, knees touching. Gently, Kuroo cups Kenma’s cheeks in his hands, guiding him forward. Their lips meet and it feels like it’s the way it’s meant to be.
“You don’t think this will ruin our friendship, will it?” Kenma asks once they’ve released. He stares down at his hands in his lap.
Kuroo takes them into his own. “We’ll always be friends, but one day, we might be mates, if you want.”
Kenma looks up, pink dusting his cheeks. “I might want that.”
Kuroo’s own cheeks are pink. “Then let’s take it one step at a time.”
“So what are you getting me for my courting gift?”
“You asked me!”