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You were sitting on the edge of Kenma's bed, it was 2:47 in the morning. You looked to your right, at your best friend who sat next to you, thighs barely touching yours. (AN: platonically of course) the game controller in your hand was sweaty from the stress of trying to beat the new game you had been playing for 6 hours. The entire reason you were at his house right now was because he needed to beat this game, a game he got for his 13th birthday last week, meaning your 14th birthday was coming up in 2 days. Yeah you were a year older than him, but you developed a soft spot for him, so you ended up becoming friends. Looking down at your sleek black controller you were hit with a wave of exhaustion, but it would break Kenma's heart if you went home. Turning your head you saw his fingers gliding over the buttons and joysticks, his full attention on the game. You went to look up at the screen to keep playing but were met with the flashing game over symbol.
“What the hell was that y/n?! You just completely stopped playing!” you looked back down at your hands ashamed of yourself. “S-sorry Kenma, i guess i got distracted.” he dropped his controller dramatically waving his hands in the air. “Distracted with what! It's nearly 3 in the morning. What else is there to be thinking about?”
You let out a sigh that accidentally turned into a yawn. “I said my bad bro, guess I got tired.” his face turned pink “oh my god I'm so sorry, I just totally overreacted, you can go ahead to sleep if you want, i can try on my own for a bit.” you shook your head no, you would keep playing if it was helpful. “I'll just slip downstairs and find some soda to keep me awake, be right back.” he gave you a little nod before you slowly opened his door and started going down the steps, you quickly turned around and ran back into his room. “You were fast.” his monotone voice questioned you from where he was sitting. “Is it sad that I'm almost 14 but still scared of the dark?” you asked, slightly embarrassed at your sudden feeling of vulnerability. “Not really, I'll come with you.” he grabbed you by the wrist and together you snuck down the stairs.
It reminded you of when the two of you used to play ninjas, sneaking around and hiding from your parents, you smiled fondly at the memory. Kenma opened the fridge, grabbing four cans of Pepsi, handing two to you to hold, and two cups of jello. He closed the fridge, grabbed two spoons, and with his fingers still wrapped around your wrist led you both back upstairs. He didn't realize, but this entire situation was making you flush from embarrassment. You were older and slightly taller, yet you are the one shaking with fear. All of those insecurities vanish however when you set foot back inside Kenma's room. Both your room and his room were like a sanctuary, nothing could touch you in here, you were very comfortable in the environment Kenma had created in here. It was organized and smelled like clean laundry. Very relaxing.
What felt like a heartbeat later the clock flashed 5:23 from next to the tv, really? Already? There were trashed soda cans scattered all around you both as Kenma leaned his weight against your shoulder. You had both beaten the game around 4 ish, and started a scary movie, there were a couple moments where Kenma would jump and grab your arm for grounding, aaaand a handful of moments where you did the same. Something hit the window making a soft bang, Kenma jumped so high he looked like a cat getting splashed by water. You got up and slid in your socks until you could open the window. It was almost mid fall and you were greeted with a wave of cool air, had it been raining?
“OIIIII!” poking half your body out the window and looking down you saw a boy with black bed head hair in a track suit holding a water bottle. “Who the hell are you man?”
“I'm Kenma's friend, Kuroo Tetsuro!” okay, so this was the guy that Kenma told you he played volleyball with, somehow the two of you never met, until now you guess. “Can I ask why you threw a rock at this window?” “Is he awake?” looking over your shoulder at him he shook his head no violently “.... uhhh, no?” looking back out the window Kuroo’s shoulders slouched, “I'm coming in, unlock the door would ya.” you rolled your eyes slamming the window shut, “your friend Kuroo is here, asked to come in, I'll go open the door.” grabbing the cans of soda trash you began to make your exit, that is when Kenma quickly hid himself under all his blankets.
Tapping his shoulder you peeled the blankets back “may I ask what on earth you are doing?” He pulled the blankets back. “For you, I'm hiding, but for Kuroo… tell him I'm asleep.” “sure”. You left the room and headed downstairs, disposing of the cans in your pockets as you opened the front door. “ Hurry up, it's cold.” Kuroo stepped inside and you closed the door behind him. “Kenma is up stairs, er, sleeping.” you flashed a white toothed smile that didn't quite meet your eyes.
“You never said your name or how you know Kenma.” he stated rather than asked, eyeing you up and down. “I'm y/n l/n, his best friend of 8 years… and please stop looking at me like that.” you groaned, shoving your face in your hoodie collar and fists in your sweatpants pockets you began to walk up the steps. “I gotta admit, sorta relieved you're not his girlfriend, he would start giving me less attention.” Kuroo whined from behind you as he followed you upstairs. You knocked lightly on Kenma's door before waiting a second to open it, buying him time in case he was out of his hiding spot. When you crossed over the doorway into the room Kuroo followed you closely. Upon seeing Kenma's sleeping form under the blankets Kuroo stalked over to the bed, he stood there staring at Kenma for a moment before he grabbed a pillow, yanked the blankets back, and whacked Kenma square in the head with it.
Kenma grabbed Kuroo’s wrist, digging his nails into it until Kuroo winced and backed up. You launched yourself onto the bed grabbing the pillow out from under Kenma's head, Kenma let out an oof as his head fell to the mattress. You stood and faked swinging at Kuroo’s face, quickly drawing back and hitting him in the groin. He grabbed his crotch and sagged to the floor.
“The hell man, I let you into my bestfriends house, and the first thing you do is whack him in the head with a pillow…” you glanced at the time “at 5:47 in the morning!” Kuroo groaned standing up before hitting you in the stomach with the same pillow, you collapsed onto the bed and he laughed. “Well yeah, because I know Kenma stays up playing video games, even when I tell him not to because it makes him tired when we play volleyball” he turned to Kenma smiling “one hell of a bestfriend you scored here bro, she is feisty.” Kenma scoffed sitting up.
“Fine fine Kuroo, yeah I'm awake, but that's because me and y/n only beat my new game about two hours ago and then started watching the ring.” Kuroo sat down on the bed making the mattress dip. You took a second to look at him, he had very pretty eyes and a sharp jawline, he was a little bit taller then you, maybe two or three inches, his hair was crazy and black like a rooster, and he was in shape. Definitely a popular kid you thought. Kuroo looked at you before his eyes lit up and the corner of his lips tugged into a smirk. “Y’know y/n, you should join us when we play volleyball, I promise you'll like it.” you laughed nervously, rubbing the back of your neck, “maybe Kuroo, although I doubt I'll be any good.” he hummed “if you can run and think you'll be at least somewhat good.” you denied the soft smile that wanted to take over your features, “sure.”
“Anyway, you both need to go to bed, if you did pull an all nighter you need to sleep. I wanna play volleyball with you guys at around 5 later, that gives you plenty of time to sleep.”
Kenma huffed his disagreement, “Fine” , adjusting yourself so that you were laying facing away from them you mumbled “I’ll come to your volleyball thing later, now shut up and let me sleep.” Kuroo laughed before poking Kenma in the face, “you too mister.” Kenma slapped his hand away before laying down next to you and closing his eyes. After ten minutes Kuroo still hadn't left, turning your head and eyeing his figure, sitting in Kenma's gaming chair scrolling through his phone, “you just gonna sit there while we sleep like a creep?” he jumped a little, thinking you were already in bed he whispered “yeah kinda, that way we can all eat together when you losers are done.” rolling back over you closed your eyes, succumbing to the sleep that ached for you.
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Waking up was weird to say the least, Kenma and Kuroo were both playing Kenma's new video game as you sat up rubbing your eyes. Your gaze darted from Kuroo, to Kenma, to the game, Which, might you say, Kuroo was nowhere near as good as you were, and then to the clock. 2:47!? You slept for nearly 8 and a half hours. You yawned sitting up causing both boys to turn their heads and look at you, only for a second before the game caught their attention again. “Kenma woke up an hour ago and me and him had sandwiches, there's one on a plate for you on the floor if you're hungry” you mumbled your thanks before leaning over the side of the bed to grab the plate, taking a bite of the god awful sandwich had you gagging. Spitting it back out you yelled “Which one of you made this and what's on it?! It's so gross I almost puked!”
Kuroo dramatically grabbed his heart as if you had wounded him. “Kuroo made it with turkey pepperoni and mustard.” Kenma stated, glancing back at you sympathetically. “Kuroo, three words, what the hell? Why isn't there any cheese, lettuce, or tomato!” his shoulders moved up and down slightly “seemed like too much work i guess” you slapped your forehead letting out a cracked noise of pain. “I'm gonna go make myself some eggs.” hopping out of bed you were halfway down the stairs when you realized both boys had followed you. “What are you guys, lost puppies?” “no, we just want some too.” it was Kenma who spoke, which was probably smart because you agreed, if it were Kuroo, maybe you would have said no.
You were just starting to crack the eggs into a bowl to mix them with some milk before you heard Kuroo gasp, looking over your shoulder at him you raised your eyebrows in question. “Scrambled?” he complained and you smacked your forehead on the counter. “Listen man, ever since you showed up you've complained about everything, so, I'm making scrambled, if you don't like that, then don't eat any.” you punctuated it by sticking your tongue out at him and flashing the middle finger.” he raised his arms in surrender “alright alright, MOM, I'll eat scrambled.” he leaned both his elbows on the counter resting his head in his hands. “Tell me a bit about yourself.”
“Waddya wanna know”
“Anything you'll tell me.”
When you didn't respond he frowned, “darn you are a smart ass, woman.” your chestnut eyes met with his hazel ones before he let out a sigh. “Alright, simple questions, how old are you, when is your birthday, your favorite hobby, and how you met Kenma.” setting down your spatula to let the eggs cook you turned around and jumped to sit up on the counter. “I'm 13 now turning 14 on the 25th, my favorite hobby is reading, and i met Kenma when I was at the store with my mother and saw Kenma lost, which led me to ask my mom if we could help him find his mom and that's it.” he nodded, listening to every word, “so whaddya read?” turning to move the eggs, not letting any burn you thought for a minute. “Normally fantasy or mystery, I'm a sucker for Stephen King novels, but it's your turn man”
He turned to lean his back on the counter while you continued to scramble the eggs. “Lets see, I'm 13 turning 14 on November 17th, my favorite hobby is volleyball, and i met Kenma because me and him are neighbors.” your jaw dropped in a horrible realization, “which house is yours?” He looked confused before answering “it's the two story one with the red roof and red door. On the other side is that nice one story cream colored house with a pink ish roof and white door ''Kuroo…” he hummed signaling for you to go on. “Did you know, I live one house down from Kenma?” he raised his eyebrows in question before his eyes flashed with understanding “YOU MY NEIGHBOR TO?!” you covered your ears from his yelling, he was so loud Kenma popped his head up from a game on his phone before he quickly went back to it, obviously he had heard you and Kuroo's whole conversation, he just had nothing to join in with.
Rolling your eyes you mumbled “yep, and that pretty cream house is mine.” “for the love of god y/n speak up i can't hear ya when you mumble” frowning you spoke up “that pretty cream house is mine.” he smiled softly before doing a small fist pump. “Ooooh yeah, my two new best friends and they are both my neighbors.” shaking your head you asked “who said I'm your new best friend?” “The fact that your Kenma's best friend and Kenma is one of my best friends, makes you my best friend by Kenma.” he stood proudly with his hands on his hips. Serving out the eggs onto three dishes, giving yourself the most, the three of you began to eat. Kuroo and Kenma both praise you for how good it is. After your really late breakfast you packed your things and went home to shower before volleyball later with both of them.
Standing in your hot shower with your forehead against the wall you groaned, you hadn't decided our opinion on Kuroo yet, well you had, but you were in denial. He was super cool and really fun to be around, but you didn't like the thought of sharing Kenma with him. What if he emotionally hurt you or Kenma? You wouldn't ever forgive him. Turning off the water and stepping out to dry off you checked your phone
New group chat has been created
Unknown number named the chat best friends
Gamer shorty: wtf Kuroo
Unknown number: it's so we can make plans when we wanna play volleyball.
Me: k
After responding to the group chats, which wasn't really a group, you put your phone away and got dressed, checking the time it was 4:52 and you had 8 minutes to get to Kenma's backyard. Hurrying to get ready you tied up your still slightly wet hair and rushed to put your shoes on before rushing to Kenma's house. When you opened the back gate you saw Kuroo and Kenma already paying by hitting the ball back and forth to each other. You were nervous, really nervous. You had never hit a volleyball before, so you were at a total loss when it came to form. “Hey y/n” you gave Kenma a wave at the greeting. “Heyyy y/n shorty pants, you decided to show up after all!” you looked at the ground “first Never call me shorty pants again, I'm not that much shorter than you are, rooster. And second, teach me how to hit the damn ball already so I can join you guys.”
Kuroo nodded, tossing the ball to Kenma before going to stand behind you. “What are you-” he put a hand on your shoulder “relax, I'm gonna help you with the forms real quick, Kenma, when i say just toss the ball to y/n so she can bump it.” Kenma gave a thumbs up. Meanwhile you were shaking. Kuroo was right behind you, it was slightly nerve wracking, yeah you've never had a boyfriend before, and now having a boy you barely knew standing right behind was making you slightly uncomfortable. You listened to Kuroo the entire time, bending your knees till you were squatting and letting him take hold of your arms to adjust your elbows and hands. When he said go and Kenma tossed the ball you bumped back to him almost perfectly.
After you got down how to set, you and the two boys practiced hitting the ball back and forth for ages, until Kuroo got a call from his mother that dinner was ready and you got a message twenty minutes later from your dad that it was time to come home. Saying your goodbyes to Kenma you went home, pausing to look at Kuroo's house on the way. Maybe the kid wasn't too bad, and since you were the same age maybe you'd pay more attention and notice him in some of your classes on Monday at school, oh wait, that's tomorrow. After you got home you ate dinner with your dad and sister before heading to your room. You looked at your phone setting and alarm and checked your texts.
Best friends
Rooster: had fun you guys, maybe we can do that again next weekend?
Gamer shorty: sure, sounds alright
Me: I'm down, cya losers later.
Sinking into a nice deep sleep you let your body relax into the soft mattress and warm blankets wrapped around you tightly.