Suuuyims

Kenma kozume x kuroos little sibling, reader!

Warnings : fluff, nothing much. I tried not to give reader a gender

Kenma didn’t like most people, yeah didn’t take a genius to figure that out. If he didn’t like you he wouldn’t acknowledge you and that was that. But when kuroo first started being friends with Kenma he would occasionally come over to your house and while they practiced outside you watched them from the living room. You never made kenma uncomfortable or made him feel awkward like kuroo sometimes did, you were just…there.

“Hey! Can you get us some watermelon from the fridge?” Your brother would yell

You sighed and got up with an annoyed expression, but it soon faded as you made contact with the cat- like boy, Kenma, your brother’s best friend.

Your expression softened and you quickly looked away before he could notice you staring, it felt electrical to you, the way he wouldn’t stop looking. You felt your heart beating in a strange pattern, you had never felt this before and you scoffed, shrugging it off.

The watermelon is fresh and sweet as you bring it out for the boys to eat, “why couldn’t they get it themselves?” You question yourself before sitting down and eating watermelon with them

“Thank you y/n” your brother kuroo said in a taunting voice that annoyed you

“Yeah…thanks..” kenma said in a soft tone struggling to make eye contact with you despite having stared at you intensely just a couple seconds ago.

You nod softly and mumble “not a big deal…” before they begin to practice again.

That was your childhood, you, your brother and…Kenma. Wherever you saw your brother you would also see his best friend, Kenma. You grew close to him and you guys bonded over your love for video games, he was kind to you, he didn’t tell you to shut up how he did kuroo and he rarely showed annoyance when with you. You were just…so comfortable to be around.

Now you three are in high school, your brother nags you to apply for the job of being manager for their volleyball team but you always ignored him, you see him at home all the time, do you seriously have to see him at work too?

You never cared, that was until Kenma asked you in a calm composed tone while calling him “why don’t you apply for manager, you’re good at bossing us around.” He says with a sarcastic tone, but he means it. And so you apply, it doesn’t take long before you’re accepted and he congratulates you. Kuroo throws a fit about how he told you first and he can’t believe you’d listen to Kenma and not him but you shrug him off.

The next day as you arrive to the gym you text Kenma.

“Hey, I’m a little early..” you type hoping he came because the gym looks eerily dark.

He quickly texts back, his hair gently being pushed by the winter breeze and he tucks a stray strand behind his ear to hit send.

“Me too.”

You type back quickly, not wanting to be alone.

“Where?”

And he texts back an ominous message.

“Look behind you.”

You feel chills on your arms but you turn around, and there you see him, your best friend. He’s dressed appropriately for winter and he has his bag. You walk to him a little faster and you can’t help the smile that comes over you. The corner of his lips twitching upward, barely, but there. You stop in front of him, the urge to wrap your arms around him strong but…you don’t want to make him uncomfortable.

Kenma senses your arms barely twitch as if wanting to move but they go to your sides. Seeing your smile warms his body and he forgets about it being winter. He’s so focused on you, your hair, your eyes, your lipgloss..

“Kenma!” You say a little loudly, he was so focused on taking in your appearance that he hadn’t listened to a word you said.

“Y-yeah?” He almost whispers and looks up at you.

“I asked if we’re supposed to go in the gym or stay out here..” you say tilting your head

“W-we stay out here” he lied, you could tell he was lying but you wondered what the reason behind his lie was, so you stayed.

You guys sat at a bench together, the sun sets way earlier in the winter so the full moon softly casts a glow upon the two of you. Your shoulders are touching, as well as your knees, but you can’t seem to mind it, if anything you’re…comfortable. He pulls out his blue PSP from his bag and starts the game he knows you enjoy watching him play. He always tries harder when you’re watching anyway.

He begins a level and his fingers fly across all the buttons, you don’t know why but it seems so attractive to you for some reason. He beats the boss that he’s been working on for quite a while and the game plays a happy little tune and saves. He looks up at you, looking into your big eyes. You look so proud of him, and he really likes it, he wants to see that face all the time.

You smile softly trying not to be too excited and you place a gentle hand on his forearm, shaking him lightly.

“Kenma, you did it..!” You say in your soft gentle voice that makes him freeze.

He stares, his eyes scanning all your features, your eyes, your nose, eyelashes, lips. He stares a little too long at your lips and you stare at his. The space between the two of you feels magnetic, like you guys are supposed to attract each other. You’re both leaning in subconsciously, neither of you being experienced you guys land a clumsy but gentle kiss. It’s sweet and warm and you’ve never felt anything like it. To him you’re…irreplaceable.

His hands slowly let go of his PSP but your hands luckily hold it so it won’t fall. His gentle, long fingers bury themselves into your soft hair and his other hand holds your face sweetly. He thought you guys were only going to share one kiss, but you take the lead and he follows, what he thought was one kiss turned to be multiple pecks. He feels his face become warm, but it’s a different warm, a wet warm. Kenma goes to reach up to his face but you reach before he can. You wipe the warm liquid and let him have a small break to breathe. Kenma is extremely confused…until he realized he was crying, and that’s why he’s all wet now. After so many years of seeing you everyday, with and without makeup, at your highest and at your lowest, he now actually has done something he’s been wanting to do forever. He remembers all those times he’s been tempted to tell you anything…everything, his feelings, his thoughts. But it feels like he didn’t have to tell you anything for you to understand him, because you felt the same exact way. His face is so calm, but the tears are flowing down his cheeks, unable to stop. He’s a bit embarrassed but it all fades when he feels you wiping his face with a soft smile, your eyes slightly glazed over like you yourself are holding back the urge to cry.

Kenma whispers softly

“Does this….mean that..”

But you nod before he can finish.

You’re so perfect.

Your kisses aren’t perfect but they’re definitely getting better. You guys hear everyone else coming, and you hear your brothers loud agitating voice, laughing at something stupid. You and Kenma shoot up and you straighten your uniform, Kenma clumsily copying you. You guys head inside pretending that nothing happened and you do your best to fit the role of manager.

You’re sitting down with your clipboard noting things down and kuroo seems to keep shooting you long stares. For a moment as you lock eyes with him your blood runs cold. Could he seriously have seen you guys….no! There’s no way, right? You shrug it off and after practice and clean up you all begin to head home. Kenma, kuroo and yourself walk home together since you all live in the same area. The walk is silent, the silence that follows all of you as you walk home is peaceful, comfortable. That is until kuroos loud voice speaks up

“So what were the two of you doing behind the gym before practice?” he says in a stern tone like he already knows the answer.

Yours and Kenma’s shoulders seem to tense and you both look up at kuroo. Kuroo shoots you a glare. You make a confused face and tilt your head pretending you know nothing.

“Water you talking about.” You say jokingly wanting to distract him (slushynoobz)

Kuroo almost laughs but he has to stop himself (speed face) his face automatically shifts to a serious expression and he yells.

“WHY WERE YOU KISSING KENMA!” He yells it so loud you swear your parents probably heard too.

Kenma flinches at the loud sound and he looks over at you with a somewhat worried expression.

“THATS MY BEST FRIEND!” Kuroo yells like that even matters.

“OKAY, HES MY BEST FRIEND TOO?” you yell right back and his jaw drops.

His gaze shifts to Kenma and he stares at him seriously, so serious in fact that he stops walking, right in front of your guy’s house. You pray kuroo doesn’t yell because if he did your parents would probably end the both of you. Kenma looks at kuroo and they lock eyes for a long minute.

“Well now you two have to get married, that’s how it works.” Kuroo states sternly.

Kenma takes one look at you, you look so embarrassed. But Kenma isn’t going to back down so he says in a louder tone than he usually uses.

“I accept.” Like if this was a freaking video game.

That night Kuroo swears not to tell your parents about your relationship, something about that “being your job” but he’s a liar because you know how much of a loud mouth he is.

Kenma calls you a couple minutes after you’ve headed home and he mumbles into the phone sleepily

“I miss you..” he mumbles so quietly like he doesnt want you to hear him, but you do and you answer

“Kenma, it’s only been like 20 minutes..” you say not amused

Kenma jolts up as he hears you respond, well there’s no going back now, so he mumbles into the phone again

“What does that have to do with me missing you?” He says in a more serious tone.

“Well you saw me not too long ago…” you said rolling your eyes playfully

“I don’t care.” He says quickly

You sigh into the phone pretending to be annoyed but you mumble.

Warnings:fluff to smut :3 minors dni pls

You had woken up from a long night, a night that severely exhausted you. You moved to get up and get ready for work but…your head felt extremely heavy and before you knew it your head dropped back onto your pillow like a weight. Kenma has his arms wrapped around you like most times, he’s asleep and pressed against your back. Although it’s a sweet gesture you can’t seem to enjoy it, because the pulsating of your head is distracting.

Kenma seems to notice your discomfort because he wakes up. He takes one look at you and groggily mumbles “hey…what’s wrong.” You can’t even answer and you cover your face in frustration, he watches you, his cat like eyes focused on your every move. He gets up without a word and darkens the room as much as possible, he turns off an ambient light you had on, shuts the blinds as much as possible, and leaves to the kitchen, you wonder what he’s doing for a second but he comes back quickly.

Kenma has made you tea and he brought your water bottle along too. Having had extreme migraines himself and you nursing him better he felt like this was the bare minimum he could do for you. He helps you sit up and your head is slightly lowered like a ragdoll. He cups your face and feeds you the tea slowly, it’s your favorite one. Since you nursed him before he learned sleeping in a dark place can help you get better, and staying hydrated is essential.

Kenma looked down at your sleepy exhausted face and his eyebrows furrowed, worry etched on his face. He reaches down to kiss your head hoping you would get better soon and you whine softly. He leans down to your ear and in the softest tone imaginable he whispers “can I kiss you..?” To which you open your sleepy eyes and stare at him. He takes in the sight of your sleep deprived form and cups your face once again. He tilts his head curiously, waiting for an answer. He looks so incredibly needy.

You reach up weakly and cup his own face, he places his other hand above yours and you nod. He leans in slowly and presses small gentle kisses of your head, jaw and lips. He doesn’t want to overstimulate you so he takes his time. He takes little glances at you, you look so pretty and you’re trying so hard not to seem too disturbed by your migraine but he can tell. He gets up to go get some ibuprofen and you open your eyes at the sudden loss of his lips on your skin. He comes back with the small bottle of pills and helps you take some before he’s back to being needy again.

He knows you need your space, that you need to sleep a little while and he needs to stop keeping you awake but he wants to be with you, he just woke up but he’s needy and all he wants to do is kiss and nuzzle into you all day, but he has his little inkling telling him it’s cringe to even think that. He gets into bed and holds you against him, your breaths slowly begins to soften, a clear sign you’re asleep. He strokes your hair and hopes you wake up feeling better.

When the time of you waking up finally arrives he’s actually…deep asleep holding you? You feel somewhat better, no longer feeling too much pain getting up, so you sit up and admire his sleepy face. You lean down to kiss him and in your moment of kissing him he wakes up and digs his fingers in your hair, pulling you closer to kiss you. The gentle kisses begin to turn into hungry and needy ones and he whines softly into your mouth. He pulls away only for a second, your breaths mingling and he asks “are you sure you’re better?” to which you respond “yes, babe, Im fine.” He seems to be unsure so you kiss him once more and mumble against his lips “I promise, Kenma.”. Hearing you say his name with your voice makes him immediately hard, it’s inevitable.

Continuing your kisses you seem to want more and he sits back on his knees waiting for you to continue. You look up at him and smile sweetly, he swears he could bust just from this, but he tries to get those thoughts out of his mind, he doesn’t want to act like a pervert! You glance down and notice the obvious bulge in his sweatpants, he doesn’t hide it though, instead he takes your wrist and places your hand on himself.

“Please…Y/n” he mumbles, slightly out of breath from your kisses

“Please what, Kenma..?” You say acting oblivious.

He whines and rubs against your palm

“please…touch me..I’ve been waiting so long…” he whimpers

You tilt your head and giggle

“but you always keep me waiting when you’re on the game so…what?

His eyes widen as he realizes how right you are and he grabs your wrist kissing your knuckles.

“I….promise it won’t happen anymore…I just…I just get so invested in the game, I’m sorry I won’t do it just…just touch me Y/n…”

With that comment and the desperate look on his face you give in. You reach down for his sweats and tug softly. The sweatpants are folded and placed to the side and his dick slaps against his tummy getting him all sticky and covered in precum. His breath hitches when he feels it slapping his tummy, he whines as you wrap your warm hand around him and he begins to name games he’s played in his head, trying to distract himself from coming too fast. With a few sticky pumps he’s whining loudly and you have to cover his mouth. “I-I’m about to come” he whimpers but you stop your hand and he whines at the loss which is quickly replaced by a moan of your name as you place him in your mouth. His fingers dig into the sheets and the comforter lazily hugs your lower body, not allowing him to see. He does his best not to come but it’s nearly impossible with the way you treat his dick so well. He’s twitching in your mouth, precum leaking all over your tongue and you swallow. He’s moving his hands from the sheets to your hair as you keep going and he almost screams as you do the little trick with your tongue he enjoys so much. He tugs at your hair so gently it’s almost laughable but that’s just how sweet he is. He gasps as he feels your nose nuzzle against his lower stomach and his tip nudges the back of your throat before slipping deeper down , he immediately cums without a warning and his grip on your hair tightens. He moans your name and cries out as you swallow all of his release. Hes in bliss. Hes so deeply satisfied and it feels like everything in his mind has been wiped, he pulls you up to kiss you slowly and he buries his face into your neck, pressing kisses behind your ear.

“I have to return the favor…” he says in a sleepy voice, his lips gently moving against your sensitive ear.

husband! Kenma Headcannons

husband! Kenma who knew he loved you when he realized how incredibly you treated him, every little thing you did, he took notice of. You reacted positively when he won his games, something he didn’t experience much. You were gentle, incredibly intelligent emotionally and knew exactly what to say when he was feeling a little upset. You would always make sure he didn’t feel left out in any situation where you guys were hanging out. You even learned how to make his favorite apple pie! All the little things you did that you didn’t think much of, he appreciated them all, he thought deeply about them, wondering what sort of incredible deed he did in his past life to receive a blessing like you.

husband! Kenma was a man who could sense how you feel based on the way you looked at him. He believed he was the best at pleasing you, and so whenever you were upset he would rather make you feel better with actions rather than words. You have cramps but won’t tell him because you think it might be bothersome? He’s there and he has tea, he sits next to you and helps you sit up gently, he grabs the tea and gives it to you. He tries to seem like he doesn’t care at all, but in reality he’s hyper aware of everything you’re doing.

husband! Kenma re-arranged his whole schedule to fit your own, he’s mentally organized and strategic, in games and in life. He likes to have his time dedicated to you, he loves to feel completely at ease, no rush. Kenma wants to be in your arms without worrying about anything else, tracing small circles on your lower back as you watch tv. He also enjoys doing his work without feeling like he’s neglecting you, and to him that is peace.

husband! Kenma who is ashamed of being clingy, but he can’t help it. He’s never had a girlfriend before let alone a wife, so now that you two are married he feels comfortable enough to be clingy, still he tries his best not to go over the limit in his mind. Sometimes he’ll press needy kisses to your nape while you cook or text you that he misses you while he streams or even whines if you don’t give him a goodnight kiss. It’s all so normal to him now, but sometimes he can’t help but cringe.

husband! Kenma who tries to cook with you, he’s decent at it but when he watches you he’s amazed. You’re precise, you’re effortlessly perfect, he’s impressed. You master every dish you touch and sometimes he tries to copy you, he does his best but he never quite gets it, not till you actually teach him how. He pays attention and begins to pick up some recipes from you, and now he makes dinner or lunch for the both of you, leaving little details like making a heart out of sauce.

husband! Kenma who loves to eat. He loves to eat anything you make, from his favorite apple pie to your famous omurice, he adores it. But his absolute favorite thing to eat is you. He loves your lips, your neck, your thighs, your collarbone, and…your pussy. Every part of you is so warm and sweet, it feels like it melts in his mouth. He loves when he’s between your legs, slow and gentle, running his tongue over your aching folds that have been waiting so long for him, and he’s been waiting so long to taste you. He has his own strategy, the one that makes you squirt all over his face and have an incredible orgasm. He loves to nibble your thighs and whine softly against your skin knowing the vibrations must feel funny. He grinds against the bed, needy and hungry as he eats you out, but he wants you to cum, because in his mind, you come first.

husband! Kenma who absolutely adores making love to you slow, that way he can really focus on everything, your face, the warmth, your moans. It all affects him greatly, ever since you two got married you now are allowed to make love, both of you wanting to wait till marriage. Now he sees making love to you like a blessing. He won’t force you into anything but he makes it clear that he wants to be with you in that way when he’s horny, and if your not in the mood his face softens and he nods understandingly before pressing a kiss to your temple. When you say yes he takes his time with you, kissing from your calves up to your sensitive ears. He’s not afraid to whimper and moan or beg, it’s all for you, and if you want it, you’ll get it. If you tell him to he’ll stroke his cock in front of you, asking if it’s okay how he’s stroking himself, he wants your praise so badly, and when you give it to him he can’t help but cum.

husband! Kenma who whines on stream by accident when your under his desk kissing his tip, he tells his stream he accidentally stubbed his foot and continues but he soon has to turn off his stream because he’s seconds away from cumming into your soft and warm mouth. He turns of the stream and backs up his chair a bit too look at you, he cups your face and wipes the precum off your cheek before holding your hair gently and guiding your head, he whines your name loudly and cums down your throat. He panics once he’s realized what he’s done and he pulls your mouth off with a wet “pop!” before begging you not to swallow because he imagines it probably tastes disgusting. He gasps as you swallow and his once drained cock goes solid again as he cups your face, tugs you up and presses his lips to your own.

husband! Kenma who doesn’t always find you around, sometimes your working or busy so he takes matters into his own hands, he can’t have you so the next best thing would be….your panties….right? He digs in your hamper full of dirty undergarments and finds the pair of panties you were wearing last night, he takes them and goes to the bed with them. He hesitates before slowly rising his hand to his nose, deeply inhaling the scent of your panties, and that alone almost makes him cum. He tugs down his sweatpants before wrapping the lacy pink material around his cock and giving it a few gentle strokes. It takes his all not to cum right then and there, he moans your name softly as he begins to go faster and he ends up shooting white ribbons all over your favorite pair! He puts them back in the hamper before you notice but now they’re…drenched in cum?!