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Kenma tried to have Kuroo accompany him to every event he could, you know, emotional support and all…eh, that was only part of the reason. It was true that these kinds of situations could get quite overwhelming, especially for Kenma, but besides that they could also get very boring so being with Kuroo brought him much needed comfort.
Plus Kenma just liked to spend time with Kuroo whenever possible…and showing him off too, he was a very handsome man after all.
Although sometimes it wasn't possible for Kuroo to come due to the event's restrictions and such. Those times were the ones where Kenma would come home feeling genuinely exhausted. He would be barely able to open the door to his house, but who he found inside, waiting for him, was able to heal him immediately.
On this specific night, Kenma had to talk with a handful of people and listen to many speeches, he was completely busted. He dragged his feet to the living room where Kuroo was sitting on the couch, reading a volleyball magazine. Kenma stopped right in front of the black haired man.
Kuroo put the magazine to the side, “Tough night, uh?”, he said and opened his arms to welcome Kenma.
The younger man immediately climbed on top of Kuroo's lap, hugged him and hid his face in the crook of the sitting man's neck.
“You have no idea”, Kenma muttered while nuzzling the spot. He could smell Kuroo's cologne mixed with his natural scent, it made him feel at ease, the heavy feeling leaving his body.
Kuroo rubbed Kenma's back gently, soothing him, “Alright, just wait for me here, I'll bring you a sweet treat I bought earlier. I know it will make you feel even better".
Kuroo tried to get up, but Kenma prevented him from doing so, strengthening his grip on him.
“Don't go…”, Kenma whispered.
It was unusual for him to be like this, but Kuroo knew just what he needed.
“Alright, kitten. Then how about we both go to bed? You must be very sleepy, right?”, Kuroo turned his head and placed a kiss on top of Kenma's head.
Kenma left the crook of Kenma's neck and backed up to look at the older man, “Okay…”, he had a small pout on his lips.
Kenma let out a small laugh that only made Kenma's pout even bigger, “What a spoiled kitten I have", Kuroo gave him a quick peck on the lips.
“Well, and who's fault is that?”, Kenma copied Kuroo, robbing him of a quick kiss.
“I can't help it, you're too cute", Kuroo cooed and kissed Kenma's forehead. A little smile adorned Kenma's face and Kuroo smirked, delighted.
“Alrighty, hold on tight, kitten”, the older man scooted a little bit closer to the edge of the couch and Kenma understood what he had to do next. He moved his arms and legs, placing them around Kuroo's neck and waist respectively.
Once Kuroo felt Kenma had secured himself using his body, he placed a hand below the younger man and another on the middle of his back then stood up.
Kuroo moved effortlessly towards their bedroom as if Kenma weighed nothing.
Once there, he laid Kenma on the bed and proceeded to undress him to get him ready to sleep. He began to carefully unbutton the shirt until Kenma's torso was left exposed. Then he unbuckled the belt and unzipped the pants. He pulled them down slowly and folded the clothes before putting them away.
Kuroo was very careful while undressing Kenma and it made the younger man feel so well taken care of, so relaxed and drowsy.
The older man smiled at the now sleepy kitten laying on the bed. Kenma's eyes were half lidded, threatening to close at any moment, and his body was only covered by the wide opened shirt and underwear he had on. The scenery in front of him was lovely, there was no other word for it.
Kuroo grabbed the oversized t-shirt Kemma had been using as pajamas, originally his t-shirt, and put it on him. Then he undressed himself, leaving only his underwear on. As he took his own clothes off, he felt a pair of eyes ogling him.
Not tonight kitten, but in the morning...who knows.
“Come here for a bit”, Kuroo carried Kenma bridal style with one hand while with the other he pulled at the bedding then placed Kenma on the bedsheets before getting in himself and covering both with the bed cover.
Both men turned sideways to face each other.
“Feeling better?”, Kuroo reached for Kenma's hand under the sheets and pulled it towards him to give the knuckles a kiss. A warm smile was plastered all over his face.
“Much better", Kenma scooted over and interlaced a leg with Kuroo's own.
“Good", Kuroo whispered and kissed Kenma, a soft kiss on his lips that left the younger man breathless and that was the last thing he needed that night to recharge his energy bar.
Their shared warmth felt so cozy and right, it was actively lulling Kenma into dreamland. His eyelids felt so heavy that he just couldn't stay awake another second and finally drifted to sleep as did Kuroo a few minutes later after enjoying Kenma's peaceful sleeping face.
Maybe Kenma couldn't always take Kuroo with him, but he knew Kuroo would be there for him whenever he needed him.