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Shopping. Kenma hates shopping.
Actually, Kenma doesn't hate shopping, it's just that. Shopping is exhausting. Not because of the long walks, Kenma actually likes to walk, despite their slight tendency to get lost. And browsing through stuff can be fun – Kuro manages to find the weirdest stores, and they end up buying more or less the same red jacket anyway. It's the shopping Kenma doesn't like, going up to the cashier and having to actually put their purchases on the counter and facing them and-
“Kenma ? Do you wanna go shopping or not ?”
Lev wants to go shopping, at least, and it's true that they haven't been spending a lot of time together lately, which is a big change from last year's movie marathon. They went through the Disneys after watching every single Ghibli movie and Kenma didn't know someone as gangly as Lev would be this comfortable to cuddle with.
Actually, they kind of suspected, but wanted to be snippy about it anyway.
“Yeah, ok, let's go shopping.”
Lev looks way too excited and Kenma will probably regret everything when they're confronted with Lev's awful fashion sense, but they survived Kuro and the bias against men wearing skirts so they can do anything they want. Probably.
“I want…”
Lev has been staring at a display for ten minutes and Kenma is doing their best not to whip out their DS from their pocket and start playing their new Pokemon game – Mudkip is about to evolve, they're sure.
“Kenma ? Are you listening ?”
Kenma wasn't but they are now and – oh god what is that ?
Lev is holding a sweater, or what they assume is a sweater. There are lots of colours, mostly pink and blue, and tiny white spots. Lev calls it a galaxy sweater. Kenma calls it a piece of garbage. They are not buying the thing.
Three shops and a dress later, and they are back in front of the display. Kenma is eyeing the galaxy leggings with something akin to contempt that Lev must not have caught up to because he is frantically taking pictures of the ugliest sweater they have ever seen.
“Hey, Kenma-”
“I will not wear this atrocity. Do not tell Kuro about it or he will want to wear it too and I'll never see the end of it.”
“Yeah yeah ok, but. Tobio ?”
Oh. Kenma can – Kenma can actually get behind this idea. Tobio has horrible taste in clothing anyway. And knows someone with an equally terrible taste, who is a bit into space. “Oikawa is a bit into space like you're a bit into video games,” Tobio had deadpanned. Shouyou had been so proud of his joke that he'd given him a loud high five in the middle of the street.
“Lev, we're taking the thing. Tobio wears L, right ?”
Kenma has received several excited texts. Tobio finds the sweater ugly, because there are too many colours, but quickly changes his mind when Tooru says it's the best item of clothing he has ever seen in his life. He buys the same and the matching sweaters picture is now everyone's wallpaper, it seems. Shouyou loves it, unsurprisingly, and wants to go shopping next time they have a date.
Lev is wearing the most hideous cat-labelled thing in existence and Kenma is starting to regret this shopping spree a little.
