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Did Kenma believe in love at first sight?
His parents were high school sweethearts, dated since they were sixteen and got married at twenty, then had their only son a few years later. In Kenma’s eyes, they were an ideal couple, they rarely fought and their love never dimmed, they only had eyes for each other. He’s heard of how his father was taken by his mother the moment they locked eyes in the classroom, further proven when he first got a whiff of her alpha scent.
Kenma was fifteen when he was sent out to this overseas boarding school, his parents thinking it’d be a great experience for him and all their academic programs were top of the line. It would suck being away from them for so long and he hoped the homesickness wasn’t too bad, but he found himself looking forward to leaving his neighborhood in Tokyo and spending his academic years here.
He’d earned a scholarship too as they were looking for more omegas and he didn’t want to disappoint his parents, so he kinda had to try to keep his grades up as well. The first person he met was one of the teachers waiting at the gate who was herding the arriving students, telling them to wait off in their designated space so they could board the bus to campus.
Kenma was half tempted to fall asleep again as he sat with his knees curled up on his chest, black hoodie pulled over them. He wanted to wait until he was on the bus to play with his PSP since it was still a five or six hour ride into the mountains where the school was and as long as he was left alone, he didn’t mind waiting.
There were some kids he could easily distinguish as first years, others were a little harder to figure out if they were second or third. He didn’t know anyone around here and his introverted personality prevented him from wanting to introduce himself like some of them already were. He’s perfectly fine hiding in his cocoon with his two things of luggage at his sides, like a tower defense to keep these people from coming over.
His drowsiness was bubbling up again, golden eyes threatening to shut when an obnoxious laugh pulled him out of his almost slumber. He glanced to his left to see a taller boy, probably an alpha just from the look of him... he had a crooked smile as he looked down at his phone.
Small black gauges in his ears, red headphones hanging around his neck, black painted nails and his whole... punk get up with the band shirt, torn jeans, and a bag littered with patches. Is he going to the boarding school as well, he looks way too cool for any of that.
Kenma’s eyes trailed up from his boots and towards his face, only to see hazel eyes staring back in his direction, shit did he get caught staring? That lopsided smile being directed at him had his heart jump in his chest, he swiftly stared off somewhere else, seeing a pair of twins looking out at the runaway.
Don’t come over here.
“BRO!”
Yet again, another loud noise caught Kenma’s attention as that alpha was nearly tackled by someone else with rather spiky silver-black hair. No longer was his attention on Kenma, fleeting as the two alphas reunited like old friends and Kenma could observe just... a little more.
He had a nice smile, like really attractive. His hair was a stylish, spiky mess that nearly covered one of his eyes. There were a couple other piercings in his ears and he was probably the hottest alpha Kenma ever laid eyes on, alright? His omega quietly purred the longer he just... looked at him.
It was strange, Kenma was never this interested in someone that wasn’t a video game or anime character. Is this how his father felt when he crossed paths with his mother? His omega declaring on the spot that he’d mate and marry that woman, cheesy.
The two alphas wandered off to get something to eat and Kenma shut his eyes, telling himself that it was probably nothing. He’d presented as an omega just over the summer and it was hormones being weird... latching onto whatever attractive alpha looked fit enough for breeding.
Ick.
Another hour or two passed before the teacher was rounding everyone up to board the bus and Kenma stretched out his little self out before following the others out of the airport. He wanted a window seat so badly, but mostly didn’t want to sit next to anyone who was annoying and he’s sure those twins got into four arguments in their time of waiting, so that was already so fucking far out of his options.
Kenma could see why they were specifically recruiting omegas, it felt as if everyone around him was an alpha, or maybe he was shit at judging while everyone was patched up. His luggage was put up and he headed onto the bus to hone in on a pair of seats in the back, passing by the others and plopped right down in the window seat, perfect.
He texted his parents that they were leaving the airport sometime soon, assuming that they were likely asleep by now, and pondered about what game to play in order to kill time. He heard the voices of the ‘bro’ alphas and snuck just one glance to see that the black haired one stole the window seat as well, just before silver hair sat beside him.
A hint of relief, yet...
“Excuse me, do you mind if I sit with you?”
Kenma glanced up to see another... pretty alpha (?) with dark blue eyes and curly hair staring back at him, “... if you want?”
“Thank you, I just... I don’t know anyone here and I’m assuming you’re an omega? I’m one too and I told myself I would try to be more social...”
“That’s fine, I’m in the same boat, but... I’m not really talkative...”
“Totally cool, I noticed in the airport,” the omega sat down, pulling his bag into his lap, “... I wasn’t watching you, I thought if there was anyone I’d possibly get on with, it might be you.”
“Well... I’ll take a pretty stalker over an ugly one,” Kenma said as the omega’s eyes widened, “I’m Kenma, are you from Japan too?”
“Yeah, Tokyo, I should have introduced myself, my etiquette teacher would be lashing me right about now,” the omega softly laughed, “I’m Akaashi Keiji.”
“My parents didn’t believe in that so-called ‘hogwash’,” Kenma said as Akaashi visibly relaxed in his seat, “I wonder if we lived anywhere near each other?”
Once the bus was loaded up and the teacher did a head count, they were off to the highway that’d lead them up to the academy. Akaashi did turn out to live a couple train stops from Kenma and was also here on a scholarship, his mother attended this school as a teenager.
Kenma took out his PSP while Akaashi fished out a book and he already liked quietly existing by the omega. It’d be a long ride though and Kenma was a bit curious as to if the gods were nice enough to give him two decent roommates.
“Do you know which dorm room you’re staying in?”
Akaashi dug through his bag for just a moment to get the papers that were sent in the mail, detailing their room and class assignments, along with additional information they needed to fill in.
“Floor one, room five,” Akaashi read off as a tiny smile was on the corner of Kenma’s lips, “did we get the same room?”
“Yeah, what luck,” Akaashi’s smile mirrored Kenma’s, “I hope our third is alright too.”
“Has to be one of the omegas here, unless they’re flying in later.”
“Instantly rules those twins out,” Kenma said as Akaashi nodded, “feel bad for whoever is stuck with them.”
“Not our problem, thankfully.”
“Cruel.”
Akaashi just smirked and Kenma was liking him more by the second, maybe he wouldn’t be a total weirdo loner at this place. The thought of talking to that alpha crosses his mind and nope, he’s not brave enough for all of that. They may have shared three seconds of eye contact and that’s all, nothing else was going to spawn from that when they were obviously in two different social circles. Planes. Universes.
Just a short, forgettable moment in time.
Kenma woke to Akaashi softly nudging his side, it seemed as if he’d fallen asleep too, but they were finally here at Mizake Academy. The place looked just like all the brochures and photos on the internet that Kenma scoured over for the past month.
Tall wooden buildings, manicured lawns, trees and hills all over the place that drove the point that they were definitely in the middle of mountains and not Tokyo anymore. Kenma would say it reminded him lightly of summer camp when he was little, but instead of cabins, it was all classrooms and dorm buildings. The campus itself took in five hundred male students from ages fifteen to eighteen and they must have their second gender by the time they arrive.
The classrooms and dorms were segregated while other facilities and clubs allowed mixed second genders, however alphas and omegas could not visit each other’s dorm rooms. Kenma snorted at that rule the first time he saw it and seeing the upperclassmen now, he couldn’t imagine they obeyed that rule... especially that alpha who looked to be popular enough all by himself.
There was a separate campus run under the same name for girls that was nearby, Kenma didn’t care to check, but he wouldn’t be surprised if they snuck over anyway. Nonetheless, he planned on staying out of trouble as he pulled his luggage out of the compartment in the bus and waited on Akaashi so they could go straight to their dorm.
The two bros found their other friends and Kenma’s eyes found him, sue him, that alpha was fantastic eye candy. He still wasn’t sure if they were second or third years, they were unfairly tall and that whole group just felt like the cliche on campus... or maybe Kenma watched too many American high school movies, who knows.
What he does know, right at this moment, is that those hazel eyes were on him again and the alpha sent him a sneaky smile with his canines poking out. Kenma’s omega chirped from the attention and before the omega could look away, his best bro was swinging an arm around his shoulder and leading him elsewhere.
Kenma should probably stop staring.
Thankfully Akaashi didn’t notice as they went off towards their dorms with the other first years and discovered just how the set up worked, it was simple enough. First years on the first floor, second and third also had their corresponding floors. There was a huge lobby with couches, televisions, vending machines and such, also a separate section for omegas to spend their heat in.
The rooms themselves had three beds, a bunk bed with a separate twin bed, two wardrobes, two desks, and a shared bathroom with their dorm neighbors. There was another attached room for nesting that the three omegas would have to share and Kenma wasn’t all that put off with sharing when it came to Akaashi.
“Do you want top bunk?”
“I’ll take the other bed,” Akaashi said as Kenma hummed and tossed his luggage on the bottom bunk, there was no way he was climbing up into bed every single night.
“Did you wanna go pick up uniforms and books now, or tomorrow?” Akaashi asked, already beginning to unpack his things.
“Tomorrow I guess...” Kenma stared at his luggage, willing for it to unpack itself, but alas, this was not a magic school. His nerves were far more settled than he assumed they would be, maybe having another calm omega around him helped.
There was a soft knock on the door that they both turned their heads to, it was already open so they were met with another tall omega with brown hair and bored olive eyes. Was he wearing eyeliner...? His ear lobes were pierced too, but the rest of his clothing was all black and casual.
Why is everyone taller than Kenma?
“Yo, I’m the third one I guess, Suna Rintaro.”
“Akaashi Keiji,” Akaashi said with a small bow, “that’s... Kenma, and we already took two of the beds, but I’m open to switching if you like.”
Suna glanced up to see that the top bunk was empty and lightly shrugged, “it’s whatever, I would’ve taken it anyway.”
Another silence came over the trio of omegas as Kenma did fish out his important items and toiletries, anything else could be unpacked... later. He hadn’t realized just how hungry he was until his stomach was growling and he’s sure Suna heard it from the smile of amusement he had from above.
“We should hit up the cafeteria for dinner.”
“You’re right, I’ve been so stressed out about the flight and coming here I don’t think I’ve eaten a thing...” Akaashi frowned, “shall we go find our way?”
Akaashi had the map, Suna insisted they just find it on their own, Kenma wanted to eat as fast as possible. There was a stone path that led out from the dorms to the main campus and there were plenty of other students and staff walking around. Kenma would have to get used to the whole... constantly being in nature thing when he was born and raised around Tokyo concrete.
Fortunately Akaashi had just enough sense to follow some other kids towards the open cafeteria doors that was located near the middle of the campus. To the west were the omega classrooms, east were alphas and anything else was miscellaneous like the library, main office and such. Kenma’s stomach grumbles only grew as they stepped inside and he smelled the food, he didn’t care what the quality was like as long as he could chow down on something.
The trio found a lone table way off in the corner, away from the alphas and other rowdy students and Kenma was not looking for that alpha, instead he just ate. They learned that Suna was from the Aichi prefecture and was yet another scholarship kid with no friends here, what were the chances? Guess they just shoved all the poor kids in the same dorm.
“Any plans for clubs you’ll join?”
Oh yeah... that was mandatory.
“Journalism and archery,” Akaashi answered without missing a beat, “I like writing... but my mother won’t let me take creative writing, so... journalism is my next best bet.”
“Huh, she breathing down your neck that hard?”
“No, she’s just concerned about my future, she wants me to make the right choices for a solid career when I graduate,” Akaashi said as Suna just hummed in response, “... I’ll still write in my spare time though.”
“You should show us~”
“Nope.”
That sly smile on Suna’s lips told Kenma that he was going to get his way eventually, “I’m just doing photography, seems easy... and my dad was into it, so.”
“Yeah, you don’t seem like the athletic type.”
“You’d be correct, Suna,” Kenma said before picking up a slice of an orange and nibbling on it, “I wanted something that wasn’t boring, but didn’t require too much effort.”
“Efficient,” Akaashi commented, “how about you, Suna?”
“Volleyball or swimming, whatever takes me first,” Suna took a tip of his milk carton, “then... art club? I like drawing shit, so. We could trade, I’ll show you my sketchbooks and you give me your writing.”
“Why are you so interested?” Akaashi scrunched his nose.
“I just wanna see,” Suna’s smile had Akaashi rolling his eyes, Kenma could already guess what their dynamic would be like and he was into it.
“We should share class schedules instead, maybe we also got lucky there,” Akaashi switched the subject and Kenma picked his phone up from the table to pull up the email they also sent with class details.
“Keiji’s in all the smart kid classes,” Suna remarked, “and we’re together, Ken.”
“We’re not close enough for you to call me Keiji.”
“He’ll have to make some smart kid friends, then leave us behind,” Kenma ignored Akaashi’s little huff, “free tutor though.”
“Oh sweet...” Suna grinned and both omegas looked to Akaashi who may as well accept his life from here on out, “I’ll pay you.”
“How much?”
“My friendship.”
Akaashi groaned as Kenma let out a giggle, “you’re on his side?”
“Friends help friends out, it’s what we do around here.”
“I...” Akaashi couldn’t argue against that, now having two new friends versus the zero he had before approaching Kenma on the bus, “I won’t abandon you two.”
“Fantastic, I never have to do my homework again,” Suna declared.
They got to know each other a bit more as they ate dinner, Akaashi had two alpha moms, Suna’s little sister was a mess before he left, Kenma would have gotten lost in the airport if it weren’t for the obvious looking teacher. They roughly shared the same hobbies as fifteen year olds do and they could co-exist in silence as the cafeteria hummed with noise around them.
Alpha...
It was on their way to leaving, they dumped their trays in the trash and Kenma glanced over to one of the long tables in the middle of the cafeteria, filled with all those second years that Akaashi noted. And there was that alpha, looking in his direction with a half eaten burger in his hand and someone talking his ear off, Kenma didn’t have a clue what they were saying.
But the alpha gave him a little wave and Kenma immediately stalked after the two omegas. How embarrassing, he didn’t need to be on his radar this early, the semester hadn’t even kicked off yet...
It’s when they were back in their room that Kenma was the first to grab his shower basket and drag himself in there before passing out in bed. He spotted yet another obnoxiously tall omega with a head full of curls and doe eyes leaving as he came in.
The hot water felt wonderful... and now he had to look forward to whatever this semester would bring him...
The first two weeks of school went fine, nothing extraordinary like Kenma expected and he was pretty okay with that. He joined the photography club and found out his dorm neighbor, Fukunaga, was also in there and wanted to snap photos of every rare insect he could find. Well, alright, Kenma just wanted to take pictures of... he didn’t know what, just pretty shit he guesses.
Akaashi passed the tryouts for archery club and Rintaro made it onto both teams, but chose swimming since there was less competition on the roster given that volleyball was such a huge sport for the school. Kenma considered, maybe , going for baseball due to peer pressure and he was an alright pitcher way back in little league when he was like, eight.
No promises though.
Instead he found himself generally bored this Thursday afternoon and wandered off towards the pool that was sectioned off in the gym. He could’ve gone back to his dorm to do homework, but neither of his roommates were there and the pool was closer than the archery set up they had further off in the woods. Maybe he could get some cool shots of Suna swimming too, that’d be good for a club activity... yes.
Mind made up, Kenma stepped into the gym where the volleyball team was practicing to head off to the pool and caught sight of the owl bro spiking a ball hard . The more Kenma thought about it, the more he looked like some kind of horned owl and... sounded like one too with the hey, hey, hey every time he was in the cafeteria.
No sign of the original bro though.
Probably good, Kenma hadn’t really seen him since before school began and the chances of them running into each other were extremely low. Kenma didn’t want to be bothered by any alphas in his time here, he’d read enough horror stories of what they could be like. Nevermind the fact that his mother was the nicest alpha he knew.
The pool inside was huge , olympic sized and Kenma went up on the bleachers to retrieve his camera out of his bag. He vaguely recognized a few of the first years here, but none of the upperclassmen here who had... very amazing bodies that looked fantastic in the lens of Kenma’s camera. Kenma should probably ask for permission first...
He left his bag where it was and saw Suna diving off into the water as he sought out the coach... somewhere around here. Was he that older guy? Whatever, we’ll go with instincts and do a little assumption.
“Hello, I’m Kenma from the photography club and wondered if it was okay to take some pictures? They won’t be shared anywhere else.”
“Ah, do what you want,” the coach acknowledged him with a quick nod as his attention was on the three swimmers in the pool, “just don’t get in the way.”
“I won’t.”
Kenma is the master of never getting in the way of anything so they will not be a problem whatsoever. He began his walk over to the side of the pool when one of the swimmers made it to the ladder and popped out of the water.
Alpha!
Kenma felt as if he were frozen in place, seeing that alpha soaking wet, only wearing a speedo, his messy hair stuffed into his swim cap. The omega stepped backwards as the alpha left the pool, but his eyes were fixed on the smaller omega, even as he pulled up his goggles.
Handsome.
“Hey.”
“... Hello.”
Just the quiet greeting had the alpha grinning, once again his sharp canines showing and making Kenma gulp with... something he didn’t understand. Didn’t want to acknowledge.
“You doing that for the newspaper or...?”
“Uh...” Kenma remembered the camera in his hands, “no, it’s a photography club... thing... assignment, kind of. I guess?”
“Ah...” the alpha nodded and went to say something else, but another swimmer popped out from the water and yelled at him.
“Stop flirting with the fresh meat, you still have laps to do, Kuroo-chan!”
“Shut up, Issei!”
This gave Kenma the perfect opportunity to scurry off and finally find out his name, Kuroo. There was technically a student directory on their website, but Kenma didn’t want to go through all of that for the sake of finding an alpha he shared eye contact with three times. It meant nothing, it was always going to mean nothing, alphas were trouble plain and simple.
It was easy to focus on Suna when he was in the water and while Kenma only knew enough about swimming to keep himself from drowning, Suna was fast as he swam multiple laps. And you know, Kenma would love to say his lens was fixed only on his friend, however it may have wandered onto Kuroo once or twice... or three times when he was getting out of the pool once again with Suna.
He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but Kuroo, Issei (?), and Suna were all looking serious as they chatted. Kenma should probably ask Suna about that later... why he liked swimming in the first place, but knowing Suna it’d just be, ‘because I can.’.
He smiled to himself as looked through his photo roll, he still had plenty of work to do when it came to taking award winning pictures, but this was an okay start. The photos of Kuroo stuck out to him just enough, the alpha was attractive doing anything it seemed... Kenma should delete these pictures if he was smart.
Later...
“You know Kuroo?” Suna asked after his trip to the locker room and now he was sporting their uniform once again. Kenma had left the bleachers and was waiting on him.
“No, that’s the first time we spoke.”
“Ohhh, huh,” Suna nodded, “he’s hot, right?”
“... yeah, he is,” Kenma quietly admitted as he spotted a small group of omegas making their way to the swimmers. One of them was all happy and giggly as they approached Kuroo and kissed his cheek.
“And he’s taken.”
“Yeah, he’s been all over Kuroo since I came here,” Suna said, “name’s Okazaki if you wanna put him in your death note or whatever.”
He watched as Kuroo wrapped his arms around the omega’s waist and pressed a kiss to lips, an ugly feeling blooming in his gut from the display, “I’ll consider it.”
“So you like him?~”
Kenma did not consider the implications, but this was Suna and he already had ways of getting things out of people, “my omega likes him, I’m... whatever on him. I don’t even know him like that.”
“You could.”
“I won’t.”
Kenma began his walk towards the double doors and Suna was quick to join his side, this was just a dumb little crush anyway... and Kuroo had a boyfriend. Even more proof that nothing was going to happen with him, not especially when that omega was the opposite of Kenma.
Beautiful, peppy, likely another popular kid around here that Kenma didn’t care enough about to keep track of.
“Let’s go stalk Keiji.”
Kenma should have waited.
He would’ve lasted another ten minutes just holding it in, but his bladder was near to bursting since he skipped going this morning and any other time ever, it’s normal to just ask to use the restroom and take care of business. That’s fully what he expected as he hurried down the hallway and pushed into the restroom, hell, he was tunnel visioned on using the first urinal he saw.
But there was someone in here.
Two someones.
One who was not supposed to be on this side of the school and the other whose existence he was made aware of just yesterday at the pool. Kuroo had hiked up Okazaki’s skirt while the omega was sitting on the counter and uh... Kenma didn’t have time to see the rest as he barged into a stall instead.
Right, well, okay this was a thing. A thing that couples did, Kenma didn’t care about them breaking the rules, but this wasn’t the most romantic place to do that. Although the dorms are off limits and... you know what Kenma isn’t going to begin thinking about all the other places they should be having sex.
He flushed the toilet and considered just how quickly he could speed out of here, if only he had some kind of a speed boost or wall hack to glitch out of here. Okay, this was likely to happen... eventually, he just didn’t think it’d be so soon and with the one alpha he was maybe definitely crushing on.
He poked his head out of the stall to see that they were both dressed and looking right in his direction, great.
“You aren’t going to tattle on us, will you?” Okazaki immediately spat out.
“I don’t even know who you are,” Kenma casually answered as the omega was subtly riled up from his answer, “but do whatever, I just had to piss.”
“See? I told you it’d be fine, he’s cool.” Kuroo’s hand on was the omega’s waist as butterflies fluttered in Kenma’s stomach from his relaxed gaze, “we still have ten minutes...”
“Ugh, alpha...” Okazaki grumbled, but didn’t stop his boyfriend from kissing all over his neck. Kenma took that as his cue to leave and rushed back to his classroom... his friends were going to love this.
SKA chat
Guess who just walked in on kuroo & his boyfriend about to fuck :Me
He saw the curiosity on Suna’s face the moment he stepped back into the classroom, but Akaashi was a good boy who didn’t read his texts during class. Kenma chose not to elaborate until their trio had come together for lunch, picking out a grassy, shady spot that was close to their dorms and generally away from alphas.
The cafeteria was nice and all, but just too many people and all the noise bothered them.
“Honestly I didn’t see much because I really had to go, but there was not any space for Jesus between them.”
Suna and Akaashi both broke out in laughter as Kenma giggled, recalling the memory, “I don’t know how Kuroo got past the security, but I’ma guess it’s not their first time doing that.”
“Maybe he just paid them off with his rich kid money,” Suna said.
“There’s probably ways to sneak in without detection...” Akaashi mused, “don’t look at me like that, every year there’s at least three or four omegas who get pregnant so it’s not that far fetched.”
“Fair,” Suna and Kenma nodded in agreement as Suna continued, “must suck seeing your crush bone some ugly bitch.”
“He’s not ugly, Suna,” Kenma weakly defended as he lifted the slice of greasy pizza to his mouth.
“His personality is rotten, I’ve seen him a handful of times and I hate him,” Suna said, “Kuroo needs better taste, aka you.”
“They looked very much in love,” Kenma did not want to think about how Kuroo was mauling that omega’s neck, “do you have a crush that we can bully you about?”
“Nah,” Suna glanced over at Akaashi, “how about you?”
“You think I have time between my homework and clubs to crush on anyone?” Akaashi scoffed, “my mother would fly here and strangle me personally for getting distracted.”
“Your mom sucks.”
“Seconded.”
Akaashi just sighed in response as they ate their lunch and few people strolled by, a Friday meant Kenma could stay up playing games with Suna. Akaashi would probably catch up on his work then stick his face into the collection of bl manga that they found in the library earlier this week.
Kenma would not think about how he wanted to be in Okazaki’s place, not at all.
Brrrrrrrrring
“Back to class.”
Kenma doesn’t consider himself a physically affectionate person, he can get by without demanding hugs or cuddles from anyone. The only people he did like cuddling with at times were his parents, but he grew out of that after elementary school and his father bemoans that his son hates him.
They’ve studied about this in their biology class and Kenma, for just a moment, thought he would be immune to this ‘omega pack’ phenomenon, but really it’s just another instinctual thing. He notices one lazy afternoon when he’s alone in his bed, there’s still a couple hours before dinner and he’s killing time with one of his Nintendo DS games.
Suna climbed down from his bunk to slot himself on Kenma’s right, warm body pressed against him without his scent patches on. They stopped wearing them in the presence of each other after a few weeks when Kenma forgot to put one on and Suna said it was fine, they were irritating his skin anyway.
Akaashi, forever polite and mannered, was a little scandalized when he waltzed in and met a mix of crispy, fresh apples with a soft honeydew lingering in the air. Both of the other omegas were unbothered and just told him to take off his patches too. It was cute seeing how flustered Akaashi was over the mere act of sharing his scent with his dorm mates, but they finally got to smell his tart blueberry.
With Kenma and Suna cuddled together on his bed, his omega was a bit whiny for Akaashi to come over too, something about wanting their little pack together. It was probably weird on some level when they hadn’t known each other for too long, but Kenma barely resisted Suna’s affection towards him. Akaashi remained distant unless physically dragged into Suna’s arms and even then he was a struggler, but the youngest omega always seemed to get his way.
Personally, Kenma would never suspect that Suna loved physical touch so much, but it could’ve just been with them.
Akaashi rolled his neck and glanced their way from his desk, it was meticulously clean with all his stationary and such neatly organized. He wasn’t one to bother when he was seriously studying so the two omegas just kept themselves occupied with their electronic devices. Kenma could see Suna texting some GC from the corner of his eye, it was probably the art club or maybe swimming club, he just knew his own phone wasn’t buzzing with notifications.
It took approximately three minutes for Akaashi to close his laptop and crawl in on Kenma’s other side, leaving him squished between the two taller omegas.
“Bit early of you to quit studying,” Suna remarked.
“I’ve done enough to pass the exam on Friday, I’ll be fine,” Akaashi opened up his book as he slumped against Kenma, his relaxed scent falling from his scent glands.
Kenma’s omega squealed with delight from having both omegas here, the physical closeness picking his own mood up and he liked the mixture of their scents together. A platonic, friendship pack certainly felt different from familial in a way that Kenma couldn’t quite describe... but they were home for him.
The homesickness was real at times and Kenma was guilty of calling his parents just to hear their voices, but being with his friends eased the anxiety. They’d both become pillars of comfort for him... and he hoped they felt the same way or else this is just gonna be awkward in the future.
“There’s a thing on Saturday,” Suna said after a few moments of silence that was only filled with video game sounds and a page turning.
“What thing?” Kenma asked.
“I think it’s a party? Or... I dunno, somewhere the senpais go to fuck around,” Suna said, “Komori said one of the third years will take him there and we can come.”
“Which one is Komori?” Akaashi asked, his eyes not leaving his book, “and where is it? Curfew is at nine so we can’t go too far...”
“The beta with the eyebrows... this one,” Suna showed his phone to the two of them, oh yeah, he’s in the alpha dorms, “and he has no idea where it is, just somewhere in the woods.”
“Sounds like trouble.”
“It’s definitely trouble,” Kenma echoed, “you trust him not to lead us to our deaths?”
“Like... eighty-five percent? I’m also super sure I’ve heard Kuroo and his friends talking about it too so...”
“... you’re bribing me with a taken man.”
“Yeah,” Suna shamelessly smiled, “now Keiji has to come to make sure we don’t burn down the forest or whatever.”
“I’m not...” Akaashi sighed as the two of them looked back at him, “... I’ve never been to a party, nonetheless whatever this thing is.”
“I’ve been to a few high school parties back in my day,” Suna replied as Akaashi looked to be on the verge of rolling his eyes, “they’re usually chill as long as you stick with your friends and don’t drink anything offered to you. It’ll be fun~”
“It’ll be a good way for you to celebrate passing another exam,” Kenma added on, “and I guess we can get off of campus for a few hours...”
It’s true, none of them have actually left campus since arriving, not like Kenma really had any specific reason to. He wasn’t in any of the clubs that required him to leave and everything he needed was provided here.
Still, there was a hint of restlessness building.
“Okay,” Akaashi simply replied, “whatever, I need to step outside of my comfort zone.”
“Sweet, I can’t wait to do your makeup.”
“What-”
Kenma was antsy for the end of the week to come after their conversation, there was an obvious buzz in the air for those who were going to this party. Was it just a normal everyone gets drunk and dry humps each other in the middle of woods, party? Kenma probably should’ve asked Suna what even goes on at high school parties, but maybe a little surprise isn’t the worst thing.
Akaashi was the opposite, but Suna kept his mouth shut as even all of Akaashi’s pouting didn’t get him to break. Kenma was fine just going with the flow at this point, school was fairly monotonous and any break from the norm was looking delicious.
Given that it was near the end of September and the nights were steadily getting cooler, Kenma went with some tight washed out jeans and layered his shirt with an oversized sweater that managed to touch his thighs. He kept his dark hair down and let Suna do whatever he wished makeup wise since Akaashi couldn’t be the only one.
“Damn...” Kenma commented as he saw Akaashi out of uniform and in a mix of clothing that Suna loaned him, “you’re really pretty, you know that?”
“... don’t say that.” Akaashi grumbled, a soft pink blush spreading across his cheeks as Suna popped up from behind to hold his waist.
“All the drunk alphas will be jumping to court your nerdy ass.”
“I’m staying here, I changed my mind.”
“Too late, I’m not letting my work go to waste,” Suna grinned and smacked Akaashi’s ass, “let’s get going before Komori abandons us.”
The initial meeting place was out by the horse trails and it absolutely didn’t look sketchy at all as the three of them wandered out here. Kenma hadn’t even been to this side of campus although he knew that Fukunaga was also in the equestrian club, but that was all his knowledge.
Komori was waiting for them, along with their dorm neighbor, Sakusa, and the two infamous Miya twins that Kenma had really only observed from afar. Kenma knew nothing about any of them, just that Suna’s social network expanded by the week.
“Sakusa, I didn’t know you’d be joining us,” Akaashi said as the others began chatting among themselves.
“Same, but my cousin dragged me for the purpose of discovering what fun is,” Sakusa clicked his tongue, “going out in nature with god knows what is out there sounds like the opposite to me.”
“City boys stick together,” Kenma said as the two omegas just nodded in agreement, “you two are friends?”
“Rivals in the archery club,” Akaashi said, “but I think we can tolerate each other outside of that.”
Sakusa glanced over to the other four who were already going off by themselves, that blond twin screaming his name, Omi-kun!, “... of the people here, I certainly tolerate you the most, Akaashi.”
“I feel honored.”
Kenma had no idea how long this walk was going to be, but he was already catching onto... something. See, Suna teased him all the time about his crush on Kuroo, but Kenma never saw him around any alphas until today. There was something in the way he stuck close to the silver one... Osamu, I think, and his flirty smiles.
Then there was Komori who wanted Suna’s attention and ah... interesting, would Akaashi notice too or was he too busy staving off his anxiety attack? Who knows. They met up halfway with the third year who was some beta and took them off deeper into these woods.
Kenma would absolutely get lost here by himself.
But after half an hour, maybe more, of walking, they reached some abandoned campsite with dusty old cabins and half of the place looks like it was burned out at some point. That didn’t seem to matter to the teenagers here as the music was cranked up and there was an insane amount of alcohol that Kenma was curious about where it even came from.
The third year told them to have fun and stay away from the river if they got too wasted, they didn’t need someone else dying and spoiling the fun, again. Great, good to know.
Sakusa looked as if he already wanted to turn around and Akaashi was probably experiencing sensory overload, so Kenma did what was best... following Suna’s lead.
“Let’s get some beer.”
Their group raided the table where all the cans of beer were sitting and Kenma had never chugged a thing in his life, dear god that was disgusting . They did bond though, in a way, like in a stupid teenage way that Kenma found hilarious. He passed on doing that again even as Suna and Atsumu got into some sort of competition, dumbasses.
Kenma saw enough familiar faces and others who were total strangers because girls were here, likely from the other school. The vibes were ultimately chaotic, but Kenma was okay with his friends as they began to walk around to see what else was up around here.
There were signs pointing to the river that Kenma could hear from here, but they were very much not going near it. Some kids were just dancing, others were smoking, and many were just hanging out. It was a vastly different change from what Kenma saw on the daily while on campus, so many of them were usually prim and proper and now they were just making out against trees or whatever.
“HEY, HEY, HEY THE WRASSLING IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!”
That was absolutely Bokuto’s voice coming from a megaphone and he grabbed just about everyone’s attention, including their group. They followed the others off to a beaten path that led to a ring... of sorts, like, it was a hole filled with mud and everyone was gathered around.
Bokuto was shirtless, megaphone in hand as he was sitting up on a wooden tower that... probably didn’t belong there in the first place, “who wants to dive into the pit first? My good bro Tetsurou is ready to fight!”
Kuroo?
Now Kenma had to squeeze his way through the crowd to see Kuroo, also shirtless and just in a pair of red shorts, flexing and kissing his biceps as the local omegas swooned. Kenma considered for just a split second on volunteering himself so Kuroo’s hands would be all over him, on top of him, groping him... but not in public, not like that.
“I’ll challenge ya.”
“HO HO HO we got Aran coming up! Alpha on alpha baby!” Bokuto declared as Aran made a point of kissing a shorter, silver haired omega before leaving his side, “that’s right, it’s time to show your omega how dominant you are! Remember keep it filthy and no killing each other, we’re doing it for fun!”
Kenma’s jaw only slackened further as the alpha’s shook hands and stepped into the muddy pit, all that raw muscle on display... the fire in their eyes... the dastardly grins... oh boy . If Kenma didn’t consider himself very homosexual before today, well, the moment those two clashed would have definitely confirmed how much Kenma fucking loves hot alphas fighting... and covered in mud... and fighting .
He was rooting for Kuroo to win, but really he was captivated by the entire spectacle of two big and strong alphas going at it as the crowd around them cheered. It was messy, it was dirty, it was down to their base primal instincts and seeing Kuroo be picked up and thrown like a ragdoll was horrifically attractive.
Their eyes met just once, when Kuroo was scrambling back up on his feet and he gave Kenma the most feral of smiles before charging at Aran once more. His heart leaped into his throat and his chubby thighs squeezed together, definitely a good thing he slapped on patches and took a couple blockers before leaving the dorm. Seeing alpha straddle and pin down Aran in the mud, muting all the noises around him and imagining himself in that spot.
Alpha dominating me...
Something was unlocked in his brain as Aran yielded and Kuroo practically howled in celebration, but he did hop off to help his friend back up. Bokuto said something about Kuroo being crowned the winner and asked who was next to get in the ring, their alpha or omega pride was on the line!
But all Kenma could focus on was Kuroo’s victorious gaze on him, like I won this for you, omega . And Kenma could believe that, could feel like his presence alone was enough to make Kuroo go for the gold.
You know, right up until Okazaki made himself known by screaming his boyfriend’s name and stealing his attention, figures. Kenma didn’t really care who went next, but he’s sure he saw Atsumu bolting right in to take on one of the other first years.
Shit, Kenma had too much to unpack later... maybe another beer wasn’t a bad idea.
He stuck around nonetheless since his friends wanted to see Atsumu either get his ass kicked or do the ass kicking versus Taketora. There was Nishinoya and Kyotani afterwards, then a slight surprise with Ushijima facing Iwaizumi, an omega. That one pulled the most eyeballs and lasted longer than Kenma expected, but Iwaizumi clearly wasn’t one to give up in the face of this massive alpha.
Who could also manhandle Kenma, just saying.
Kenma did eventually peel himself away, intending to find somewhere quiet and isolated to recharge his social battery. He saw that Akaashi and Osamu were off talking by themselves while the others were still hanging out by the ring and Kenma figured he wouldn’t think too much into that.
He climbed the three steps up to a porch on a cabin that didn’t look entirely trashed and plopped down on the bench, then pulled out his phone in the hopes that his gacha games would have any connection out here. He did his dailies in the morning and wouldn’t have to worry about logging in, but still he needed something to empty his head and keep his hands busy.
Coming here wasn’t that bad, it could’ve been far worse, but it was nice getting away from the constant presence of studying and literature and mathematics and all that. At least when he was back at home he didn’t live in middle school, he could disconnect once he left the school gates and strolled home.
“Kenma?”
Kenma blinked up from his phone to see Kuroo, cleaner since they dumped a bucket of water on him, and his glorious chest was covered up with a white tank top, “yes?”
“Mind if I join you?”
His boyfriend was nowhere around and Kenma couldn’t fathom why the alpha would want to speak to him, but whatever, “I don’t care.”
“Works for me~” Kuroo hopped up the steps and leaned back on the wooden railing, standing right in front of Kenma, “I feel like I see you around a lot, but never get a chance to talk to ya.”
“To be fair you’re either swimming, eating, or making out with your boyfriend,” Kenma said as Kuroo snorted at that last one, “I don’t know what you would want with me.”
“Do I have to want something? Maybe I just wanna be friends.”
“You’re one of the most popular kids in school, you don’t need more friends,” Kenma went back to staring at his phone once the game finally connected.
“I dunno, I don’t really consider most of them my friends , just people who are there for a good time or want something out of me,” Kuroo said, “you’re different.”
“How?” Kenma tapped the anime boy for the bond points, but he couldn’t help looking up to see those pretty hazel eyes on him, just how oddly relaxed Kuroo was in the moment.
“Everyone here chases me, but you keep running, makes me even more interested in you.”
“I don’t run... I just have enough common sense to know that alphas are always trouble, so I don’t mess with them,” Kenma could see that damned sly smile on Kuroo’s lips, “you’re just like the rest of them.”
“No way, you’ve only seen a tiny piece of me, Kenma, unfair of you to judge me like that,” Kuroo’s voice was deep and Kenma ignored how his omega was loving the attention on him, “we should hang out, get to know each other, maybe have a sleepover.”
“Now I know you’re up to something.”
Kuroo’s ugly laugh burst from his chest and the omega hated that he’d grown to love the sound... and now he was the direct cause.
“Come on, did some alpha in the past do you dirty? Treat you like shit?”
“... No, I’m not friends with any alphas.”
“Then I’ll be your first, Kenma~”
A rising heat pooled on his round cheeks as they locked eyes and it felt as if Kuroo was seeing straight into him, discovering the filthiest fantasies in his mind.
“Give me your phone, I’ll put my number in and you can decide if you wanna take my offer, kay?”
While it wasn’t an alpha command, Kenma exited out of his game and held out his phone for Kuroo nonetheless. Were all alphas like this, just stalking omegas and demanding things of them? Kuroo literally has a boyfriend... so that means they will just be friends.
Nothing more.
“It’ll be getting pretty dark here soon, it sneaks up on you,” Kuroo said as he handed Kenma’s phone back, “I can walk you guys back to campus, make sure you don’t get eaten by a bear.”
“Are you going to wrestle the bear next?”
“I’ll use myself as bait and you can run away,” Kuroo flashed him a smile as Kenma felt that same swarm of butterflies, “nah, but it’s easy to get lost around here and I’m fairly certain I’m one of three people sober here.”
“Do you come out here all the time?” Kenma rose from the bench and quietly took in their height difference, tall, strong, buff alpha.
“I used to last year, got into all kinds of stupid shit with Kou and Tooru, but I’m trying to behave this time around.”
Kenma felt it, those eyes on him as they were standing unreasonably close to each other and his eyes flickered to the scent patch on Kuroo’s neck. Curiosity, desire, lust... no other alpha, no person has hijacked Kenma’s psyche in such a manner.
“We should go... find my friends,” Kenma murmured before breaking whatever spell had settled on them and hurried off down the stairs, hopefully they wouldn’t be too difficult to find.
Sakusa was easiest, he’d been near the old staff building with Ushijima, Semi, and Matsukawa. He told them that Atsumu and Suna went off to throw up somewhere because of all the cheap beer they drank and the other three were making sure they didn’t die.
After picking them up, Kuroo led them back to campus and it was about fifteen minutes into the walk where Kenma remembered Kuroo’s boyfriend existed, but not much point in going back now. Plus he really didn’t want to see Okazaki all over Kuroo, no thank you.
“Goodluck with those hangovers, you two.”
Suna gave Kuroo a thumbs up as Akaashi nudged him inside of their dorm building and the twins split in their own direction with Komori. Kenma should go inside too since they were cutting it close to curfew... but Kuroo was here. Alpha was close.
“I’ll see you soon?”
“Most likely.”
Kuroo smiled at Kenma’s response and his omega just wanted to grab alpha and keep him, ugh . He went off inside though, noting that Kuroo watched him head in and gave him a small wave as he finally went back to his own dorm.
Kenma was happy in the moment that the lobby was empty so he could push his face into his hands and let out the cutest squeal.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
Today it was only Kuroo in the water, maybe on purpose since the alpha sent him a text telling him that he was practicing and nothing more. For some reason the club president thought that since Kenma took pictures of the swim club once, he’ll do it forever.
So Kenma showed up when he could, he even got decent pictures of the first swim meet just a week ago that were published in the school newspaper. Did he know who any of their rivals were? No, he just focused on making sure he got photos of their school swimmers in the water and winning.
But now he got to see Kuroo all alone, going through his different strokes, currently it was backstroke - the one he tended to favor for relays. Kenma will admit he was still rather single minded when it came to alpha having nice muscles and wanting to drool over them, but he did understand the sport better now that Suna had filled him in.
Their friendship was definitely just that, texting throughout the day and the rare hangout when time permitted, but Kenma assumed Kuroo spent most of his free time with friends or his boyfriend. For an alpha, Kuroo was enjoyable to chat with and be around, very level headed as opposed to a certain Taketora that Kenma found himself with thanks to Fukunaga.
He had his moments though... especially with those awful chemistry puns.
“Can I see?” Kuroo popped up in front of Kenma, arms resting on the side of the pool.
“No.”
“Please? I think I have all the right to see photos of myself , kitten.”
Kenma scrunched his nose at the pet name, something that spawned because Kuroo said he reminded him of a shy kitten.
“Careful, I can’t afford to get this replaced...” Kenma said as he let Kuroo see the various photos he’d taken in the past hour.
“Eh, it’s not even their latest model,” Kuroo remarked.
“It’s all the school had, the third years use the better cameras and I’m given whatever is left.”
“Mmm... I’ll get you a new one,” Kuroo commented, “damn, I’m so hot, no wonder you love taking creep shots of me.”
“More like you’re in love with seeing yourself on film,” Kenma countered as that stupid grin just got wider.
“What do you do with all these extras anyway? I know the paper isn’t printing them all...”
Keep them in a private folder, “delete them, I don’t need an sd card full of you.”
“I can think of something else that can be full of me~”
“Gross, you’re a pervert,” Kenma hissed as Kuroo cackled and swam backwards, as if avoiding being smacked, “and you have a boyfriend!”
“Just because I say it doesn’t mean I wanna,” Kuroo disappears under the water and Kenma still wants to strangle him, or drown him. Both. Ugh, alphas.
Kuroo swam a few more laps as Kenma felt the buzz of his phone in his pocket, he’d stopped taking pictures and pulled it out to see who is was.
From Suna
When are u done w ur date
To Suna
Not a date omg
Uhhhhhh
Dunno tbh
Why?
From Suna
Ughhhhhhhhh
I just need to talk to u
Had an awkward convo w keiji
Wanna low key DIE
(not rly)
To Suna
I can meet u now
Kenma stood up from his spot as Kuroo swam off towards the ladder and Kenma quietly admired him... yet again...
“I have to go, Suna needs me for something.”
“Right now?”
“Yes, he’s my best friend so I’m not leaving him hanging for some perverted alpha.”
“You wound me, kitten!”
Kenma turned on his heel before Kuroo got out of the water and left the pool area, only to see that of course there were still volleyball players in the gym. Bokuto, Oikawa, Ushijima, Atsumu... buncha freaks who would probably sleep here if it weren’t against the rules.
Suna met him halfway, just outside of the library and they grabbed a seat at the patio set up just to the side. The weather had been cooling down and Kenma was somewhat thankful he always remembered to bring a sweater or hoodie with him.
“What’s up?”
Suna sighed as he leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his stomach, “Keiji said he likes Osamu, or thinks he does, and asked me if he should go for it.”
“Ah...” Kenma had been... observing their interactions every time the group wound up together. Useful as an outsider to see how obvious it was that one half liked the other half, but given that they were all kinda friends now...
“What’d you say?”
“I wanted to tell him fuck off because I saw him first,” Suna snorted, “but I dunno, Osamu’s a good alpha, I think it’ll be good for Keiji given his... everything.”
“I get it, mature of you.”
“I don’t wanna be,” Suna pouted, “I like him a lot, I don’t even know if he likes Keiji like that , but I’ll let him go, see what happens... hope I don’t wind up too fucked up.”
“You’ll be fine, you seem... experienced at this?”
“You’re calling me a slut?”
“I’m not, Suna.”
Suna just smirked, “I’m joking, I’ve dated before and done all that so I’ll get over it and find some other alpha to fawn over.”
“You’re sure? Thinking about it, I don’t want some weird thing where you end up hating Keiji and it’s just... awkward.”
“I won’t, it’s impossible to hate someone as sheltered as that innocent owl,” Suna said, “I’ll admit I can be petty, but not towards our Keiji... I value our friendship way more than getting some dick.”
“Mmm... good, good,” Kenma replied as Suna looked a little less like he wanted to throw himself off of a bridge, “I think Komori is into you... if you were looking for someone.”
“Komori is a beta,” Suna said, “... but useful for getting over Osamu, I suppose.”
“I... well, I guess it does come off like that,” Kenma murmured, “do you even like him?”
“He’s cute and fun to chat with, but... not in a I’ll date him way,” Suna replied, “I wouldn’t mind fucking him, it doesn’t have to be deep.”
“True... you’re the one who knows what they’re doing,” Kenma said, feeling his phone buzz in his pocket again and ignoring it.
“And you’re the one going after a taken alpha, very bold of you.”
“I’m not! We’re just friends.”
“You’re so fun to tease,” Suna snickered as he went to grab his phone from his pocket, “may as well invite them all for dinner, get this shit over with.”
Kenma took the time to check the text waiting for him on his phone.
From Kuroo
Whens ur bday
To Kuroo
In like two weeks
From Kuroo
Omg
Damn I gotta get 1 day shipping then
To Kuroo
Is that even available out here?
From Kuroo
My daddy is super rich he’ll make it happen <3
The first time was an accident.
The second time... honestly Kenma wasn’t sure.
Kuroo had texted him, saying that he wanted to study together at the library after his practice was finished. Kenma usually only studied with his fellow first years since their initial group expanded and Atsumu turned out to be one of those academic freaks like Akaashi. Sakusa just wanted to compete with him on the ranking boards, Osamu was fine with a passing grade and Komori just breezed through it all.
So you know, sure, Kenma will try studying with the very object of his affections without getting increasingly distracted by him. From what Kenma knew of gossip, Kuroo was also high up in the grade rankings with his other dorm mate, Oikawa.
No pressure at all.
Kenma decided to head to the gym since he was already close and wanted to spend as much as with Kuroo as he could while they were alone. Like he could fully acknowledge what he was by now and it didn’t hurt if he just thought about it, he’d never attempt anything with Kuroo.
And he was very, sorely reminded of that.
The pool was empty and the door to the locker room was open, Kenma should have left it alone, but his thirsty omega was curious . We’ve seen Kuroo in a speedo a dozen times by now, but what if we could catch a peek under that... what was Kuroo packing?
The soft moan had him stop in his footsteps, the alarms in his head telling him to go back, do not pass go. Yet, the erotic scent from the alpha pulled him in closer, his feet taking him towards the source of the moans.
He poked out from behind the row of lockers to see Okazaki pressed up against the metal, his ass sticking out for the alpha who was currently fucking into him. Kuroo’s arousing scent was everywhere , his own omega was whining and threatened to make his knees buckle from the display.
His hand was on the back of the omega’s neck, keeping him scruffed and submissive as Kuroo railed into him. It was so much more visceral in real life as opposed to the dirty yaoi he’s read... alpha was owning this omega, Kenma desperately wanted to be him.
And before Kenma could quietly disappear, Kuroo’s head turned towards him and while his eyes widened for a moment, his movements barely stuttered. In fact a rather devious grin slid across his lips as he stared Kenma down and fucked his boyfriend, like the true pervert he was.
... just like Kenma was attempting to be and definitely pulled off on some level.
He remembered the use of his legs and ran off in seconds, was that on purpose, did he set that up? No, Kuroo wasn’t that... he couldn’t be like that, right?
Ugh, that study session was fucking cancelled.
SKA chat
So you know how that one time I walked in on those two making out or whatever? :Me
I did it again!
Suna: looooooooooooooooooool just ur luck huh
I fucking hate myself, I’m coming back to the dorm to suffocate in my bed :Me
Suna: noooooooo don’t do that you’re too sexy haha
Akaashi: oh that’s just horrifying
--
From Kuroo
Sorry about that
I thought you’d wait for me at the library
To Kuroo
It’s w/e
Lets pretend it didn’t happen
From Kuroo
👍
Kenma assumed that getting a brand new camera on his birthday from Kuroo would be the first and last gift he’d receive. Right up until a few days later when Kuroo saw Kenma’s older laptop and made a comment about getting him a new one, Kenma didn’t think he was serious.
He was.
When Kuroo said anything about gifting the omega a shiny new object, he meant it and Kenma decided to test it by mentioning that there were a few games he’d wanted, but couldn’t afford. A week later the alpha had a box full of the games that Kenma talked about and he almost felt bad that Kuroo shouldn’t be spending his money on him, but on the other hand... free shit.
Their friendship remained the same as they both never talked about the locker incident and Kenma would consider it being a hallucination if it weren’t for the fact that he told his best friends about what happened. Suna concluded that Kuroo was secretly a freak and Akaashi just thought it was weird, perverted alpha behavior... and that Kenma needed to be careful around Kuroo.
He probably should, it’s not like they were explicitly alone after that and Kuroo was fairly normal in their texts and such... mostly. Kenma was keen on shutting down any flirting as he didn’t want to be that guy and with Suna by his side, they could rely on each other not to be evil homewrecking omegas.
Suna’s words.
As the semester wound down and exams had ruled over their existence, the student council was hosting a winter dance that was for the second and third years, no first years allowed. All their senpais were buzzing about the upcoming dance and Atsumu said fuck it, we’ll throw our own party and it was one of the rare times that they could intermingle between their dorms.
Of course no one was allowed to go into the rooms, they had to stay in the lobby under the watchful eye of one of the unlucky security guys tasked here. Kenma can’t say he minded too much, not like he was planning on taking some alpha somewhere to shove his tongue down his throat.
He was far more interested in demolishing everyone at Mario Kart and the other party games they were going to play. Turns out it was an excellent way to make some spare cash too as all these rich friends underestimated Kenma and Akaashi was the one who accidentally came up with the idea, very smart of him.
Kenma wasn’t sure what he’d do with his winnings, maybe go see if there was anything he wanted to buy in the small village that was located near the base of the mountain. He wouldn’t be flying back home since he wanted his parents to save money on the plane ticket and he learned that his dorm mates were staying over the break too.
Suna enjoyed the freedom from his parents a little too much and Akaashi is sure his mothers didn’t care either way. Bit depressing, but at least they had each other and wouldn’t deal with classes for another three weeks, only nonstop omega bonding.
Once Kenma had sufficiently cleaned out his opponents pockets, he bowed out when no one else wanted to face him and it seemed his friends had disappeared elsewhere with their boyfriends.
“Wait, are you leaving already?” Taketora caught him as he was heading to the front door of the lobby, “I thought we could hang out, just us.”
“I’ve socialized enough tonight,” Kenma said, stuffing his hands into the pouch of his hoodie, “I really don’t wanna spend more time talking to people...”
“Oh, oh that’s fine! Totally cool, maybe we could do something later this week? If you want, like no pressure.”
Kenma blinked back at the rambling alpha and just shrugged his shoulders, “sure, whatever, just text me so I can mentally prepare.”
“Awesome! Do you want me to walk you to your dorm-”
“I’ll be fine, Tora,” Kenma said before leaving the alpha alone and stepping out into the bitter December air, ugh... he hated the cold . Tokyo’s temperatures never dropped quite this much and there was so much snow around, he would just quickly make his way over to the omega dorms and bundle up in his blankets.
Well, that was the plan anyway...
He saw two people just outside of the dorm’s entrance, he could tell from here that they were in a heated argument and as he lurked closer, that was Kuroo and his boyfriend. What is it with Kenma walking in on them in the most awkward situations? At least they still had their clothes on this time...
He wasn’t close enough to hear what they were fighting about, but their body language felt somewhat intense. Kenma considered turning back around and hiding out in the alpha dorm, or maybe somewhere else, but Okazaki swiftly turned around and stomped inside.
Kuroo didn’t bother with following, instead letting out a frustrated breath as puffs of air were visible in the chilly air. Did Kenma just wait until Kuroo left... wait if Kuroo planned on going to the dorms, he’d be turning straight this way and- yep.
“Ah, you saw that.”
“I didn’t hear anything, if that makes it better,” Kenma said as he approached the alpha, he was dressed up in a suit all ready for the dance, “... did you wanna talk about it or?”
“Nah, just... dumb shit,” Kuroo ran a stressed hand through his hair, “hope your night was going better.”
“Scammed a bunch of rich kids out of money so, it was alright,” Kenma said as a soft smile was on Kuroo’s lips, “I was just going to head to my room, but... we can walk around if you want.”
“Honestly? I need it.”
It’s the first time in meeting that Kuroo was relatively quiet as they took the path around their spacious campus. Kenma found himself curious as he didn’t know much about Kuroo’s personal life other than obviously having filthy rich parents and his love of swimming.
Hot boys have problems too, it seems.
“Are you going back home?” Kenma asked, they were near the horse stables where there was less light and the loom of the dark woods to the right of them, but there was an absence of fear from the omega. He trusted this alpha.
“Not technically, my parents wanna spend the holidays in Italy at our vacation home. My sister and her wife are coming, Koutarou’s family will be staying around there too so it’s like a whole thing ,” Kuroo replied, “our families have been close since... god knows when, but my sister is married to his sister and we’re kinda just intertwined forever.”
“Woah, I didn’t know you two went that deep.”
“Mmm... he’s my closest bro,” Kuroo’s fond smile had Kenma wanting to hear more, “Soseki was pissed off cuz I’m not bringing him to meet my parents and I just don’t think it’s the right time, you know?”
“Definitely, is it... serious between you two?”
“Eh...” Kuroo rolled the question around in his head as he tugged on Kenma’s hoodie to encourage them down a path that’d lead them back to campus, “we’ve been on and off since last year, he’ll probably break up with me again then we’ll hook up next year.”
“That doesn’t sound healthy...” Kenma’s omega preened from just the minute touch of Kuroo’s fingers on his hoodie, wanted so much more .
“It’s not, but I love him so I put up with his moods,” Kuroo casually replied, “it’s good more often than it’s bad, so... worth it in the end.”
“You know better than me.”
“Sayin’ a cutie like yourself has never had a boyfriend?” Kuroo’s smirk made Kenma want to disappear into his hood.
“No, never liked anyone enough for that,” Kenma honestly replies, ignoring how his omega is dancing with joy from alpha’s attention, “and relationships seem like trouble.”
“Everything is trouble for you, kitten.”
“Exactly, if I stay away from it, then I won’t have to deal with drama.”
“And here you are, with me, your favorite trouble maker~”
Kenma’s thankful he can blame his blush on the cold weather, his nose is already a soft pink, “that belongs to Suna.”
“Second favorite, you can’t deny that,” Kuroo smugly said, “if you didn’t care you wouldn’t have bothered to offer.”
“... never doing this again.”
“Kyanmaaa!”
Kenma dodges this lanky cats hug as they stroll past the gym where the dance was being hosted, the double doors were wide open and he got a glimpse of all the decorations and teenagers inside.
“Wanna check it out? I’m on the student council so you won’t get in that much trouble.”
“I’ll pass,” Kenma said, “feels weird to be surrounded by that many couples, ergh.”
“I’ll be your date,” Kuroo smirked as he playfully adjusted the scarlet tie he wore.
“No wonder you can’t keep your boyfriend,” Kenma rolls his eyes and hurries on past as Kuroo chases after him, stupid alpha. He was cold and ready to hit the sack by the time they made their way back to the dorms.
“Sweet dreams, Kenma, thanks for keeping me company.”
“It’s what friends do.”
Kenma crashed into his bed the moment he shut his room door behind him and felt the exhaustion overcome him. That didn’t defeat the happiness he felt from learning more about Kuroo, want alpha, take alpha .
You’d think there’d be so much to do without school in the way and there was, Kenma could catch up on all his video games, anime, and shitpost the day away all from the comfort of his nest. Their nest, at this point.
The gravitational pull within the omegas remained as they’d wound up cuddled together in their nest almost every night since break started. Kenma’s bottom bunk was too small and not like Akaashi’s bed would fit them either, so they just grabbed their things and huddled in for nesting time.
Kenma gave up on wondering if this was normal for friends or not, he adored their closeness and his omega purred often from being sandwiched in the middle. Sometimes it was Akaashi when he needed the extra affection, but usually the smallest omega would be lovingly smothered.
“Shit...”
“Hm?” Suna glanced over from his laptop as Akaashi peered at Kenma’s phone, “... damn, your boyfriend is really hot.”
“I know,” Kenma groans, not even bothering to correct Suna on his teasing. Kuroo had sent him his private instagram and posted a new shirtless bathroom selfie.
“You want some alone time with that?” Akaashi asked with a giggle.
“Nah, I’ll just jerk it right here and now.”
The other two omegas laughed as Kenma went skimming through Kuroo’s other pictures, as if he hadn’t been staring at them since obtaining access to his private account.
“If they stay broken up, you should go for it,” Suna said, “it’s obvious he’s into you.”
“If... he’s in love with him, I don’t think it’s happening,” Kenma went back to the new picture and went off to the comment section, “... but leaving a comment isn’t bad, right?”
“Right.” Both omegas said at the same time.
Kenma thought on it for a moment, feeling his nerves creeping up because he doesn’t do this , he’s not that type, “what do I even say?”
“Oh daddy, you’re so hot, let me lick your abs,” Suna replied without missing a beat.
“Crude...” Akaashi wrinkled his nose, “maybe something more subtle about liking how he looks...”
“Alpha’s don’t do subtle, you have to be bold, else it just goes over their knotheads.”
“I’m not commenting something crazy,” Kenma grumbled, “I’ll just do...”
secretapplepi: causing trouble again huh
Friendly enough, not weird- what is that lightning fast reply?
Kuroneko: always kitten 💖
“Heart emoji, ohhhh he wants to knot you now,” Suna chimed in as Kenma shoved him away by the shoulder, “I’m just telling the truuuth!”
“Ugh, I’m not doing this anymore,” Kenma pushed his phone under the blanket and hated that his best friends could smell how embarrassed he was. But what else were they here for?
From Kuroo
Heyyyyy
Miss ya
To Kuroo
Have nothing better to do?
From Kuroo
Probably but likeeeeeeee
I wanna talk to you
Can’t get you off my mind
Also you liked all my priv pics sooooooo
To Kuroo
You’re hot, what do you expect?
From Kuroo
Ohhh kitten admits it!
To Kuroo
You /know/ that you’re hot
From Kuroo
So you like me?
To Kuroo
I like looking at you, sure.
You’re nice eye candy.
Would be stupid to deny.
From Kuroo
Mmmm I’ll take it
Stubborn kitten
Wyd?
To Kuroo
Farming in HQ quest
Supposed to go out to the movies soon w/ rin and keiji
Something about getting fresh air idk
From Kuroo
Yeah I bet you’ve been cooped up allllll break
Cute of you
To Kuroo
[PIC SENT]
Ultra cute uwu
From Kuroo
Jkdfhgjkfdgjd
Adorable like actually
Would you share that blanket w/ me?
To Kuroo
You’d take all of it cuz you’re a fucking giant
From Kuroo
Just have to sit on my lap then~
To Kuroo
Never.
--
From Kuroo
Merry Christmas kitten!
To Kuroo
Merry Christmas~
From Kuroo
The best gift I could get today 💕💕💕
To Kuroo
I feel like your parents probably gifted you a car
Or a house
Or an island idk
Those might be better
From Kuroo
Yes, yes, not yet
But they don’t compare to you
To Kuroo
Such a flirt 🙄
From Kuroo
Is it working?
[PIC RECEIVED]
To Kuroo
................................................
No
From Kuroo
Lucky you can lie to me from there
When I get back
You’re all mine
--
“You’re kidding me.”
Kenma flatly said before showing off his phone to Suna and Akaashi, they were at a diner for breakfast that Akaashi wanted to try, just after the New Year.
“Oh, he’s a dog.”
“Ugh, fucking alphas.”
Kenma just rolled his eyes as he took his phone back to see the photo of Kuroo and Okazaki together, the caption going on about the omega visiting Italy to see his boyfriend.
Kenma decided to ignore any more of Kuroo’s texts, at least he still had a week before the alpha came back.
The slam of a volleyball into the wooden gym floor was followed by the cheers and hoots of the crowd in the bleachers. Even Kenma was transfixed by the ridiculous power and speed displayed by Bokuto getting a kill that no one on the other team was fast enough to receive.
It was the first volleyball game he’d bothered attending since this was the first time Atsumu would be put in and all their friends had to support the setter. Kenma can understand now why everyone was wholly obsessed with this sport with just seeing how amazing and calculated their team was.
It was a decent distraction away from the fact that Kuroo was a few rows down with his boyfriend hanging all over him. It appeared to be true that the alpha was only seeking out one thing from Kenma and it hurt a little more than Kenma thought it would, but he was determined to get over it. There were other alphas in this world after all.
Especially their ace spiker, Bokuto Koutarou... did Kenma have a type? Ushijima was solid out there too... and Aran... and maybe Kenma was thirstier than he originally thought. He didn’t really stand a chance with any of them anyway, Bokuto was intimidating, Sakusa was crushing on Ushijima, and Aran had Kita.
Ugh, he shouldn’t be thinking about all this.
Kenma stuffed his hand into the bag of popcorn that Keiji was holding and saw how he was holding hands with Osamu. Then there was Rintaro on the other side with Motoya snuggled up to him... nevermind it made sense now. He needs to make friends who are perpetually single like him.
The game was wrapped up in three sets, all of them won by their school and Kenma considered hiding out in their dorm since this was enough time around people for the afternoon.
“You going to the afterparty?” Rintaro asked as they were at the bottom of the bleachers now, Osamu went off to bully his twin with Akaashi in tow and Atsumu was peacocking to Sakusa.
“I’ll pass, I saw that it was going to rain and I don’t want to be caught up in that...”
“I’ll go with you,” Rintaro glanced back for a moment to see the cousins were now together and Bokuto had charged his way over to Atsumu, throwing an arm over his shoulder.
“Passing on getting shitfaced? Strange of you, Rintaro.”
“I need advice on being a shitty person and you’re my favorite, aside from Keiji,” Rintaro replied, “and I think he’ll be busy for the next several hours.”
“Looks like it,” Kenma pulled up his hood and they quietly made their way out of the gym to see the signs of dark clouds above, but that wouldn’t stop the victorious winners from celebrating.
“So what did you now?”
“It’s not about what I’ve done, it’s about what I’m going to do,” Rintaro said, “Valentines is in two weeks and I don’t want to spend it with Toya, so...”
“You’re going to break up with him?”
“I never said it was supposed to be that deep, but when he was gone on break I didn’t really miss him that much,” Rintaro replied as he kicked at a rock, “and now I’m just ugh , forcing myself.”
“I guess it’s fair to end it... better than stringing him along...” A roll of thunder in the air had Kenma flinching, “let’s walk faster.”
Their conversation was paused for the moment as the duo hurried towards their dorm building and Kenma could smell the calming pheromones from Rintaro the moment he pulled off his scent patch. Kenma felt so damn childish for still being scared of thunderstorms and lightning and all that, but he couldn’t help it when he wasn’t anywhere near his parents.
“You good?”
“I’ll live,” Kenma got to undoing his uniform tie as he just wanted to be in something comfy now, “when are you going to break up?”
“Tomorrow or the day after... something like that,” Rintaro tossed his blazer into the hamper and yanked his cream coloured button down over his head, “Matsukawa is in my sights.”
“Scary,” Kenma had stripped down to his boxers and dug through his drawer for a pair of his favorite pajamas.
“I have to set my goals high, plus we have insane chemistry... and I still have a thing for Samu, but that’s no surprise,” Rintaro said as he just grabbed some sweats, “ you should be moving on too.”
“Like there’s any other alphas in this school who want me?”
“Tora, Terushima, Asahi... shit, go for Kuroo’s best friend and be the mess,” Rintaro flopped on Kenma’s bed and the smaller omega joined him, “I know that Tora is into you.”
“Yeah, I’ll send a Valentine to Bokuto and make Kuro jealous,” Kenma rolled his eyes and he knew the idea sparkling in Rintaro’s eyes, “... I’m not . And how do you know about Tora?”
“Gossip gets around,” Rintaro shrugged, “but you should , come on, it’ll be fun! Let’s have fun, please.”
“At my expense.”
“I’ll pay for the love-o-gram?”
Kenma sighed just as a loud roar of thunder sounded from outside and he squeezed closer to the omega, “it’ll only be weird if Tora sends me some kind of confession and then Bokuto pops up out of nowhere.”
“Alphas fighting over you...” Rintaro looked way too amused, “what do you have to lose? Literally nothing except maybe you’ll get a kiss from one of them.”
Kiss?!
“That is way too advanced...” Kenma nabbed his PSP from under his pillow, “I’m not like that.”
“Yeah, but like, you’ll be showing that asshole what he’s missing out on.”
Sometimes Kenma wonders if Rintaro is a bad influence, but... perhaps he should just stop thinking and do it.
Kenma didn’t expect to receive anything on this dumb holiday, even as Kita from the school council pushed open the door with a basket full of love-o-grams. There were different types from the cheapest (a card) to the most expensive (card, chocolate, flowers, a teddy bear) and whatever was in between.
The teacher let Kita do his thing of handing out the love-o-grams and Kenma just busied himself by staring out of the window, imagining himself as a forlorn otome protagonist. Did it work?
Well.
The older omega came by his desk, dropping off multiple items that Kenma now had to dig through. Rintaro and Keiji had gifted him something, of course, they all bought cards and chocolate for each other. There were indeed flowers from Taketora, Terushima, Fukunaga (labeled as platonic), and Daishou?
He must have written down the wrong name or it was a joke.
Kenma could already tell that lunch was going to be hell... but Tora was nice if not... pushy at times. He could open his heart to someone that isn’t Kuroo, a relationship that would be feasible over a man who is in love with someone else . Do better for yourself, Kenma, here’s an alpha who wants you for you .
Terushima was a playboy and Daishou was another one of those intimidating people...
Alright, decision made.
Kenma stuffed what he could into his book bag as he saw that Rintaro was absolutely drowning in chocolates, such a popular kid. They always waited for Keiji when the bell rang and now Kenma had to go look for Taketora-
“Kenma!”
“Kenken!”
“Suna!”
“Rintaroooo!”
“Kozume!!!”
Oh.
They were in the courtyard that was between the alpha and omega classrooms where multiple lovestruck alphas were swarming on the trio. Kenma had no clue what to do, should he run away, does he hear them out? He only had one alpha in mind, not... an entire horde.
“Rintaro, what did you do?” Keiji hissed.
“Nothing...” Rintaro said with an uneasy smile, “I just... sent out a few valentines...”
“How many was a few ?”
“Do we need to get into specific numbers-”
One moment Kenma felt as if he was being converged on by all these teenage alphas, next there was a strong hand on his skinny little bicep pulling him away from the impending chaos. He looked up to see a broad back and the mess of dark hair that slipped in through the crowd and was getting the tiny first year out of there, there wasn’t even a hint of resistance in him.
He didn’t know where Kuroo was leading him, but at this point he’d follow the alpha anywhere if only to avoid being the center of attention. There was a back path behind the omega classrooms that Kenma hadn’t explored much and could only imagine what people got up to around here.
“You okay?” Kuroo asked once they were truly alone, his hand sliding down from his bicep to lightly curl around his wrist, “I’m sure those idiots weren’t going to do anything, but... that looked like a nightmare for you.”
Alpha protect, alpha keeps us safe.
“I’m fine,” Kenma nodded, Kuroo’s touch on his wrist felt like fire , but he didn’t want to pull away, “I think Rin’s prank went a little too far.”
“Dumbass, I knew something was up when Kou, Asahi, and Ushiwaka got cards from you,” Kuroo clicked his tongue.
“To be fair, I did send one to Bokuto.”
Kuroo raised an eyebrow with a small scoff, “you like him? You barely know him.”
“He seems like a nice alpha,” Kenma cooly responded, “unlike someone who flirts around while having a boyfriend.”
“Doesn’t count if we weren’t together,” Kuroo countered just as Kenma was tempted to leave, “ but , I’ll admit, it was fucked up of me since we’re dating again and... I still miss you, I wanna be friends.”
“Just friends...”
“Just friends, I won’t try anything else,” Kuroo’s soft smile brought a flash of heat to Kenma’s cheeks, “and you seriously can’t date Koutarou, he’s off limits.”
“Why, because you’re best friends?”
“Yeah,” Kuroo said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world, “bro code, you don’t go after your crushes best friend, it’s shitty.”
“I don’t have a crush on you.”
“And I’m not ranked third in my year,” Kuroo withdrew his hand, looking smug as ever, “it’s fine if you have a crush on me, but I don’t like people who play around with my friends.”
“I...” Well now he just felt guilty as he looked away, “I didn’t mean it like that...”
“Hey,” Kuroo brought a finger under Kenma’s chin and tipped his head upwards so their eyes would meet, “I’m not mad at you, I just... want you to stop ignoring me.”
“I will.”
Kuroo’s touch and burning gaze lingered for a second longer than it should’ve from an alpha whose heart belonged in the hands of someone else. Want alpha, kiss alpha, steal alpha.
“Right... I’ll see you then, should probably head out that way to avoid anymore knotheads,” Kuroo jerked his thumb to the right of him and Kenma quietly nodded. They went their separate ways as Kenma chanced a peek behind him to see Kuroo going back the way they came, nearly turning the corner before his gaze fell back on the omega.
He forgot all about Tora’s confession until he saw it in his bag that evening.
Spring bloomed and the rest of the semester went by without major incident, Kenma focused on his studies so his scholarship wouldn’t be pulled out from under him and Kuroo proved to be an alright study buddy. Okazaki joined them from time to time, along with Kuroo’s other friends like Bokuto, Oikawa, Yaku, and Kai, giving Kenma a peek into the world of second years who would be moving up next semester.
He was in the library now with Kuroo sitting across from him, diligently doing his homework as Kenma did not stare at his handsome face. Keiji sat beside him, occasionally helping out Bokuto who was apparently a fan of Keiji’s tutoring style? That spawned when Bokuto crashed one of Atsumu’s study sessions with his twin and Keiji was there.
If Bokuto wasn’t so filled to the brim with beaming sunshine, Kenma would’ve thought the alpha had an ulterior motive, but probably not. Rintaro was elsewhere, Kenma assumed he was off campus with his other friends or doing art club shit, who knows.
“Think we’ve been studying long enough,” Kuroo announced as they’d hit the two hour mark and Kenma lost his focus about half an hour ago, “wanna go to the campsite?”
“Yes!” Bokuto instantly forgetting to use his inside voice and getting a glare from Keiji, “yes, I mean, is anyone else going?”
“Probably the usual, I’m just fucking bored of staring at books all day,” Kuroo stretched out his arms above his head and let out a small yawn, “you two wanna go?”
“Sure,” Keiji answered much quicker than Kenma expected him to, “we all need a breather.”
“Sweet,” Bokuto grinned as Keiji went to put his things away, “are ya coming too, Kenken?”
“I’ve got nothing better to do.”
He chose to ignore the smile directed his way.
He’d like to classify his friendship with Kuroo as normal now, there was no weird flirting or sexual tension (that he knew of), they just got on like friends. Kenma’s crush simmered under the surface and he could quietly appreciate the time with Kuroo he had, that’s all he needed.
Kenma shot a text in their group chat about where they were going and Rintaro didn't answer within ten seconds, so he must’ve been busy. The walk to the campsite was less of a drag with Kuroo and Bokuto chatting away, happy to tell them stories from their first year and particularly how jealous Oikawa was of Bokuto because of Kuroo.
It sounded outlandish given what Kenma knew about Oikawa and who would be angry at Bokuto? Well, Oikawa had a fat crush on Kuroo and hated how close they were, such was the drama between the trio.
They dated for a month or two, then moved onto other people once their alphas were too snappy at each other. So much lore that Kenma still needed to unlock...
There were a few third years hanging around and no mud wrestling this time, but Bokuto wanted to show Keiji something by the river and dragged him off. Kenma wandered off back to the cabin he went to their first time here, it was still just as dusty, but the porch was empty and felt like this was... theirs.
“I’m gonna miss you over the summer.”
“You say that as if we aren’t trapped here for another month and a half.”
“Well yeah, but... you’re one of the better friends I have here, you’re genuine,” Kuroo had joined him on the bench this time, manspreading with his long legs, “my dad said it’s important to keep people like you around, got enough ass lickers as is.”
“What hardships you must go through,” Kenma’s hands were full with his DS now, it was easy just to play with Kuroo by his side, existing.
“I do, I suffer the most out of everyone here,” Kuroo smirked, “are you saying you won’t miss me?”
“If I do, you'll get weird about it.”
“I’m always weird about you, kitten.”
“We’ll text and call and... stuff,” Kenma softly said, “Keiji, Rin, and I already had plans to hang out since we don’t live that far from each other... but if you’re in Tokyo then...”
“I’ll be training.”
Oh...
“But I won’t leave you hanging, probably.”
“I’ll wait on you,” Kenma said, not looking away from the screen of his device as he felt those hazel eyes on him, “it’ll only be three months apart.”
“Yeah...”
Kuroo was a whiner, Kenma learned in their time together, and it was just easier to verbally reassure him and tell him it was okay. Kenma didn’t have plans of exiling himself out of Kuroo’s life anymore, that boy had sufficiently wormed his way in and fought for his spot.
He’s not sure how long they sat there or when his other friends made their appearance, just that out of everything, he enjoyed Kuroo’s calm presence. It was different from cuddling up with Rintaro and Keiji, something about an alpha being by his side, protecting him in a way.
He felt the loss when Kuroo went off to see his boyfriend and although there was a pit of jealousy bubbling in his gut, the knowledge that Kuroo spent the afternoon with him ... it meant something, right?
“Let’s start a bonfire!”
Kenma found his roommates watching these alphas attempting to start a fire and figured if they burned down the rest of the campsite, it wasn’t his fault.
“You’re alive,” Kenma slid in beside Rintaro.
“I was busy fucking around with Toya,” Rintaro said as the other two glanced over at him, “he was going on about how much he loved me and I had to shut him up somehow.”
“Cruel.”
“Awful.”
“I never said I was a good omega.”
It was Ushijima who showed them the proper way of starting a fire and everyone celebrated, now they just had to throw in piles of wood.
“I... I might be a bad one too,” Keiji confessed, “I feel something for Bokuto.”
Kenma stayed quiet, curious how Rintaro would handle this...
“Don’t run off starting anything now, summer is too close,” Rintaro casually replied, “but you know I dumped Motoya once I lost interest.”
“True...” Keiji pursed his lips, “I suppose I’ll think about it after exams.”
The other two omegas hummed and watched as the flames of the fire danced higher in the air, the trio would be back in Japan before they knew it. Kenma survived his first year so far... he hoped the second would lean more in his favor.
...
...
...
Missing someone was an easy concept, sometimes your thoughts linger on them for weeks, maybe they’ll randomly pop up in the middle of doing something, or perhaps when you have the right story to tell and all those memories flood back.
Kenma missed his parents for all that time he was away from them, he was genuinely excited to spend his summer back at home and tell them about how his year went. He missed the friends he’d made and his omega was ever so delighted when Keiji came over after a couple weeks so they could hang out. He admittedly missed the school itself, especially after being away from the city and surrounded by nature for months... it was quiet and serene.
Then there was missing Kuroo.
They chatted and called for a short time before Kuroo was too busy to reply to messages and Kenma just let it go since they’d see each other in the upcoming semester. However he was on Kenma’s mind every day... everything reminded Kenma of that alpha, he’d find himself even staring at the photos he’d taken of Kuroo for way too long. This never happened with anyone else, not even his own family was this pervasive in his brain when he was away from them.
Not to mention his omega... oh when he went into heat all it wanted was that alpha to come fuck him silly, to breed him full with pups, to sink his teeth into him and mate. It was an awful, painful time for the omega who never knew the touch of anyone else, nevermind an alpha he would never get to have. His mother seemed to sense it once his heat passed, but Kenma just dismissed her questions and didn’t want to see the doctor for any of it, he already knew his stupid omega was attached.
He wasn’t totally alone at least, Rintaro experienced the same with Osamu and they could bond over their shared pining while Keiji was on suppressants thanks to his parents. Kenma didn’t think too deeply about that ‘one true mate’ theory, when an omega or alpha would imprint themselves on the one they adored and hoped that the person would like them back.
But the more internet searches he did... his omega was in for a bad time, Kuroo had a boyfriend, he was in love with someone else. For a younger omega they could lose interest and seek out a different alpha in time, but for now Kenma had to put up with this whining. Rintaro did naturally suggest just sleeping with some random alpha to get this out of his system, however his sexuality didn’t exactly function like that...
Rintaro? Had no problem having sex with whoever he found attractive. Kenma? He needed a connection to care and even then, he couldn’t say there were many people he was willing to let fuck him.
This wound up in Rintaro going down the list of alphas in their school and Kenma felt weird for not wanting to sleep with a grand majority of them, even if attractive. Hell, Keiji was more adventurous than him and he was still a virgin too, he just wanted to lose it to someone that he loved.
“Well, whatever, that’s just how you work then, nothing wrong with it.”
By the end of summer, all three were single and admittedly excited to get back on campus just to see their friends and pursue their studies (all Keiji). Kenma was a bit nervous to see Kuroo again, if only because they hadn’t spoken since the end of June and what if he didn’t want to be friends anymore? What if the crush got too uncomfortable?
His golden, catlike eyes searched the airport for the now third year as they left the teacher who was gathering the students and his anxiety bubbled in his stomach. That annoying alpha had occupied so much space in his brain, even when he was drowning in his video games and wished Kuroo could be by his side just to watch. He wanted to hear his deep voice, wanted to see his soft smile directed at him , wanted to smell his musky scent...
Kuroo didn’t need to know all of this, of course.
And just as he considered finding a corner to brood in, he saw the recognizable group of third years at one of the cafes. Bokuto, Daichi, Suga, Oikawa, Aran... not much had changed other than a few of them getting taller and growing into their alpha selves.
“Are you going to offer yourself to Bokuto?” Rintaro teased Keiji.
“Of course, I’ll get on my knees and beg for alpha to take notice of me,” Keiji flatly said as Rintaro snickered, “I’m happy just admiring from afar.”
“Chicken.”
“I’d dare you to go talk to him, but then you probably would,” Keiji wrinkled his nose and Rintaro would absolutely take that challenge, “he wouldn’t be into me and I’ll save myself the humiliation, thank you.”
“You’d think Bokuto showing up out of the blue every time you’re hanging with Atsumu would mean something,” Kenma said, “he might like seeing you.”
“Or he’s Atsumu’s best friend,” Keiji quickly shut that down, “we’ve all seen the types of omegas Bokuto likes to date anyway, it’s not happening.”
“Wimp.”
“I don’t know how many times I have to explain-”
“Kenma~”
All three of them turn around to see Kuroo standing there, luggage at his feet and looking yet again as if he fell out of a rock band. He pushed his sunglasses up into his messy hair and gave the smallest omega a once over, then approached him to thread his fingers through his silky hair.
“You’re blond now.”
“Yeah... I wanted something new...” Kenma quietly admitted, maybe he’ll tell Kuroo later about Rintaro offering his bleaching service despite never having done it and Keiji carefully reading off the instructions.
“I like it,” Kuroo twirled a finger through his blond locks, “sorry I kinda... bailed on you, I had shit going on and my parents are really nosey about who I talk to.”
“It’s fine, not like I’m mad after you whined about me abandoning you or whatever.”
Kuroo smirked and the rush of butterflies floated in Kenma’s stomach, he was even hotter than the first time Kenma saw him in this airport. A few more piercings on his ears, his skin a beautiful tan, the boyish looks had given way for a handsome, mature alpha.
“I was hoping that you’d wait on me,” Kuroo said, his hand dropping back to his side, “you’ll have to catch me up on what you’ve been doing sometime, I’m needy for Kenma gossip.”
“You too, mister mysterious alpha.”
“It’ll be a date,” Kuroo winked and Kenma’s insides melted , he hoped that didn’t show on his face, “I gotta go deal with those idiots though.”
Kenma glanced behind him to see that indeed, all of Kuroo’s friends were watching and pondered running into the airstrip. Rintaro and Keiji were... where’d they go? He was so captured by Kuroo’s existence that he didn’t even notice them leave.
It didn’t take too long to find them at least, they were standing off by the giant windows with Kiyoomi and Motoya accompanying them. The two also lived in Tokyo and after dragging them all into a group chat, the omegas (plus one beta) would get together from time to time.
Kiyoomi was filthy fucking rich just like Keiji, but as the third youngest son he was a bit more spoiled and less restricted in what he could do. That didn’t mean he liked being pulled out of the house, but being around other introverts was far more enticing for the omega.
Much like last year, they had to wait around for a couple hours before boarding the buses back to campus. They got to see a few of the first years who came in, including one very excitable orange kid and the guy he kept bickering with. Kenma could already see how annoying that’d be if they were roommates, ugh.
Thankfully his best friends were roomed together once again as they all filled out the paperwork that they wanted to be together. Kenma couldn’t really imagine trying to fit into another, brand new dynamic when they settled into their current one just splendidly.
It didn’t take too long for his bored gaze to fall on Kuroo again though, the alpha was irresistible and his inner omega was squealing from seeing him in person all over again. How badly he wanted to spend more time with Kuroo, those few minutes of conversation weren’t enough. Alpha alpha, alpha!
Could Kuroo feel his yearning gaze? It feels like that at times, when their curious gazes meet from across the room and Kuroo’s sly smile makes Kenma look away. What is this?
It’s only a blessing when they finally make their way to the bus and the group of omegas manages to snatch a row for themselves, Keiji next to Kenma and Rintaro and Kiyoomi across the aisle. Komori got a seat with Shirabu and the third years were concentrated near the front of the bus.
Kenma slept for most of the trip as their group chat was going on with various texts, he’d probably read it back later after dinner. Being back on campus brought a nostalgic feeling, but he knew where everything was this time around and they just had to find their new dorm room to put their luggage in.
Kiyoomi was just across the way with his old roommates too, Shirabu and Fukunaga, and there were several other familiar faces and scents around. That orange kid and freckles were like ducklings with the third year (Iwaizumi) showing them around, so guess the other two were alphas.
“I think we should get jobs at the resort,” Rintaro brought up as Kenma was forcing himself to unpack, “my parents send me money, but like... I need something to do off campus or I’ll go fucking insane.”
“Would that resort even accept us peasants?” Kenma asked, the resort itself took up the massive lake and all Kenma knew was that the rich kids would party there.
“Who do you think is serving the drinks and cleaning up after them? I figure if we apply early, we’ll get in without a problem,” Rintaro said, “and you’ll have extra cash for your games and shit.”
“True...” Kenma wasn’t too opposed to the idea, he’d have to work eventually as an adult and he did so a little stir crazy last year from being on campus so much, “what about you Keiji?”
“I’ll go,” Keiji answered without a thought, “if I have time... I may drop journalism for creative writing... and I still wish to participate in archery, but... I wanna be with you guys.”
“Look at you, rebelling,” Rintaro smirked, “let’s go after the semester starts then... see how our schedules are doing.”
With the trio agreeing on picking up a part time job, their conversation veered elsewhere until it was time for dinner. Kiyoomi joined them in their trek to the cafeteria and Kenma figured, much like last year, they’d find their quiet spot and just chill.
That was ruined the moment the twins came over, specifically Osamu seeking out a spot by Rintaro and Atsumu plopping by Kiyoomi. It was impossible to deny their combined popularity, especially Atsumu as all the omegas on campus swooned over him. Not to mention their alpha friends who wanted to join them like Taketora and Tanaka and Nishinoya and... yeah, Kenma was friends with too many popular kids.
Whatever, he could tune them out while playing on his switch and letting Keiji remind him that he needed to eat. The third years had the middle table as per usual and of course Okazaki was all over Kuroo, leaving Kenma to wonder why they were still together, was that his parents doing or did Kuroo seriously love him?
He seemed a bit too flirty for someone in a committed relationship...
His phone vibrated next to his tray and he couldn’t help the tiniest smile as he saw who it was.
From Kuroo
Meet by the stables?
To Kuroo
Kay
Kenma quietly matched Kuroo in his eagerness as the rest of dinner passed and he bailed on his friends without much notice from them. Rintaro was too enamored with Osamu’s presence and Keiji got into some kind of debate with Motoya that Kenma absolutely wasn’t paying any attention to.
Making it quite easy to slip away and head towards the horse stables once they were out of the cafeteria. He did wonder if Kuroo would make him wait long, he didn’t want to stand around out here until midnight and look like a knot sick fool.
An hour, he’d give Kuroo an hour and kill time on social media while at it. Honestly he shouldn’t be giving Kuroo any time seeing as the alpha was still taken and Kenma still had feelings and why was he torturing himself? Oh yeah, friends... they were friends and Kenma can do friends, easy.
Tora was his friend after Kenma kindly rejected his advances... so doing this with Kuroo will be fine, should be fine. God, it’s like a nightmare level game, do not fuck your companion or else you’ll get the bad ending, or maybe a permanent de-buff.
“Hey kitten.”
Kenma peered up from his phone to see Kuroo, all the thoughts in his head gone with the wind as he saw that pretty smile, “took less time than I thought.”
“I just lied a little,” Kuroo shrugged, “you wanna give me a hug since we’ve been apart for so long?”
“Again, you were the one who stopped responding,” Kenma replied, but pushed himself off the wooden wall to take the offer given to him. Kuroo’s smile only grew wider as the smaller omega wrapped his arms around Kuroo’s waist and soon he was squeezed by alpha. Alpha... want alpha, need alpha...
Kenma could smell Kuroo’s heavy scent on his hoodie, it was drenched in his masculine musk and his omega was howling in delight. He may have buried his nose in Kuroo’s chest, just a little, as Kuroo held him.
“Thanks, I needed that,” Kuroo whispered with one last squeeze before pulling away, “I wanna hear about your summer... all of it.”
“That might be too much talking from me.”
“Let me rephrase it then, I need a break from anything that involves swimming, courting, and university,” Kuroo counted off the three subjects on his fingers.
“I can do that... I guess,” Kenma said as they began their slow walk along the fence that made up the horse pen, “I can tell you about my hair bleaching, the anime convention we went to, the club Rintaro snuck us in... there was a concert too...”
“That you broke into?”
“No, well, Rintaro wanted to try sneaking backstage, but Keiji was too scared of all the alpha security guards,” Kenma said as Kuroo snickered, “I’m starting to think Rin is quite the trouble maker... oh , there’s the time we wandered Akihabara at midnight.”
“... also Rintaro’s idea?”
“Motoya.”
“Ah...” Kuroo held a finger to his chin as if deeply thinking on which one he wanted to hear first, “club, I wanna see if it was as wild as mine.”
“Was yours with Bokuto?”
“Nah, my older sister and her friends,” Kuroo mused, “I miraculously passed as an adult and they didn't card me for shit, so I got super wasted.”
“... yours definitely beats mine.”
But nonetheless, Kenma talked, probably more than he’d ever spoken to anyone outside of his closest friends. Kuroo was quite the attentive and inquisitive listener, who knew he’d ever be so interested in the finer details of the stupid shit Kenma did? Perhaps it was something... normal for him, Kenma’s parents never really pressured him into anything since they supported everything their quiet son did.
So he had freedom, while Kuroo may have been railroaded into his life, a lot like Keiji and that would be rather sad if true. Kuroo was plenty happy now though, his scent giving off joy and excitement from every tale Kenma told him, it was almost embarrassing for the attention to be on Kenma.
Pleasing alpha, impressing alpha, serving him...
“You’re really gonna work there? If you need anything you can just ask me,” Kuroo said as they were nearing the building filled with alpha classrooms, “you know I love spoiling you.”
“A little too much,” Kenma snorted, “but I need my own cash, I can’t rely on my parents and a generous alpha forever, especially once you graduate.”
“Eh, that’s still a year away,” Kuroo pouted, “let me be your sugar daddy.”
“You’re so cringe,” Kenma rolled his eyes as Kuroo giggled, “unlike you , I’m of the working class, I may as well get started now... and I’m excited to work there with my friends.”
“Fine, fine... I’ll need to buy a membership then.”
“Don’t.”
“Too late!” Kuroo’s grin was too much, why was he so cute? “I have to support you.”
“Ridiculous,” Kenma murmured as they strolled past a few first years that were exploring and familiar classmates hanging about, “I can support you too.”
“Oh?” Kuroo tilted his head like a curious puppy, “how so?”
“Not like, monetarily... but... if you need someone to talk to about your problems or whatever,” Kenma said, “I’ll listen.”
“... Oh,” Kenma swore he saw a hint of pink on Kuroo’s cheeks before he turned away, “I wouldn’t bog you down with my shit, it’s not-”
“Kuro, just shut up and take my offer to be your emotional support,” Kenma interrupted, “Keiji does the same thing, apologizing all over the place when he’s stressed out and I dunno, just... talk, it’s not a big thing between friends.”
“Okay, okay my feisty little kitten,” Kuroo said as Kenma’s ears grew warm from the sound of that , “it’s... harder for me to open up, but... I appreciate it.”
“Yeah...” Kenma quietly replied, “should probably get back to the dorms, even though there’s no curfew yet...”
“Mmm... I’ll walk you.”
First day back and Kenma was already having the best time, Kuroo was just... everything he wanted in an alpha and how could Kenma deny that? Just like Rintaro with Osamu, but at least Rintaro stood a chance of landing him, probably...
They said their goodbyes and Kenma headed inside, instinctively going for his old dorm room before swerving towards the stairs. Kuroo, Kuroo, Kuroo... what would it take to make him mine?
“Oof!”
Kenma stepped back as he went to apologize to whoever he nearly crashed into, only to see Okazaki standing there on the stairs, “ah, sorry.”
“It’s fine...” Okazaki narrowed his green eyes at the shorter omega and straightened himself up, “why do you smell like my alpha?”
“We ran into each other and started talking, I don’t think he was wearing his patches,” Kenma calmly said, that was the truth of sorts.
“Uh huh... well, you should shower before anyone gets the wrong idea,” Okazaki replied, “including yourself, he would never be interested in someone like you.”
“We’ve established that seeing as he’s still with you,” Kenma went to move past the omega and continued up the stairs, “he’s not that kind of alpha, anyway.”
“As long as you know your place, fuckin’ charity case,” Okazaki went on his own way down the stairs and Kenma just rolled his eyes, rich kids.
He showered and dressed in some comfy pajamas as Rintaro and Keiji were coming in too, the trio were all tired after traveling and socializing. He sniffed his hoodie and it was indeed wrapped up in Kuroo’s distinct scent, the earthy tones of coffee beans and a hint of firewood ugh .
“Keiji,” Rintaro had plopped onto his bed as Keiji was still organizing his desk, “I’m probably going to hook up with Osamu.”
“Oh... I’m... not sure how to feel about that?”
“I’m telling you because I don’t want it to be a surprise or cause drama or whatever, I’ve liked him for a while... and while I’m usually not into my friends' exes...” Rintaro’s fingers were fidgeting in his lap, “I thought you should know.”
There was a brief silence as Kenma looked between the two, this was pretty brave of Rintaro, “... I guess I don’t have a say in it, hm?”
“If it really bothers you then... I won’t, like if you still have feelings for him and wanted to try again,” Rintaro replied and Kenma knew damn well that Rintaro was celebrating when Keiji told them that Osamu broke up with him, “I won’t do anything.”
If there was one thing about Keiji and all those etiquette classes he took, he was a master of controlling his own pheromones, reeling them in to hide his true emotions.
“It’s okay, it’s just... weird, I guess,” Keiji slightly shook his head, “I’d rather you be honest though.”
“I try to be a good friend.”
“You are a good friend,” Keiji corrected with a small smile, “thank you for telling me.”
Disaster averted, probably.
Kenma curled up into his own bed on the bottom bunk, nose buried in his hoodie and arousal spreading between his legs... he’ll definitely wash this... later.
Getting a job at the exclusive lake resort took less effort than Kenma assumed, all they needed to do was fill out the application, do a short interview and they were hired on the spot. From the looks of things it seems this place was staffed by the local teenage populace and whatever adults resided in this sleepy mountain town, so the workplace wasn’t too intimidating.
Kenma’s shifts were part time, three days a week and in the latter half of the day since he preferred being active closer to the evening and the manager was more than happy to slot him in there. His tasks consisted of cleaning up rooms, bringing up food, and sometimes helping with the front desk if no one else happened to be around, all in all, just a maid for these insanely wealthy people.
But it was his first check, money that he earned versus having it handed to him by his parents and that felt nice, good even. Having Rintaro and Keiji with him just made it all the more bearable, plus the amount of drama and gossip he overheard for shit that didn’t pertain to him? They all ignored his presence and would yap on and on.
Of course Kuroo had to keep true to his getting a membership promise and from what Kenma learned, those cost hundreds of euros and were ‘limited’, but Kuroo was Kuroo and not like they’d reject his family. Kenma wasn’t sure why the alpha did it in the first place, they’d never actually see each other because Kenma was busy working and not lounging on a boat in the middle of the lake.
He did get to see Kuroo from time to time though, doing just that with his friends... his parents probably bought him a boat when he asked without no questions. Alpha was way too attractive in his short swim trunks and diving into the lake and playing around... made Kenma envious of how carefree Kuroo could be when he clearly wanted to.
“Puddi-chan!”
“Kenken!”
Kenma was really more than tempted to sprint back into the main building, he’d been summoned to bring out non-alcoholic drinks to a few of the people sunbathing. And now he’s got Oikawa and Bokuto coming in his direction, why , they shouldn’t even know who he is, or why he is.
Kuroo’s trailing after them though, so maybe it wouldn’t be that bad?
“Tettsun is being difficult.” There was a pout on Oikawa’s lips that Kenma feels like he shouldn’t be fooled by, “we need him to run for school president for selfish purposes and he’s claiming that he doesn’t want the job!”
“Sounds crazy, right? Tetsurou would be perfect for it! He’s basically president material, everyone loves and adores him! He’s the best alpha!”
“Now that’s a little too far, Bokkun.”
“I didn’t say all that,” Kuroo grumbled, the alpha glaring at both of his best friends, “I just don’t think I have the time with everything else...”
“You don’t need time, let Kita-kun run everything in your shadow,” Oikawa grinned, “you’ll be the face of the student council and Kita-kun can approve all of our requests, it’ll be awesome and we will rule this school.”
“Then why don’t you run?” Kuroo flatly asked.
“I’m not suited for politics, it’s not the kind of messy I need in my life. And like, everyone will vote for you anyway , the snake doesn’t stand a chance.”
“Daichi is running too.”
“You’re hotter.”
Bokuto agrees as he slaps Kuroo’s shoulder, “the people are begging for super hot, super charismatic, super alpha representation!”
“Puddi-chan, don’t you think he should be president? Tell him he needs to run.”
Kenma only felt himself shrink from the gaze of three alphas, three of the most popular alphas in their school, two alphas that Kenma was desperate to hide away from, but Kuroo...
“... I think he should do what feels right to him...”
“Oh fucking boring!” Oikawa scoffed, “don’t encourage him to be selfish.”
“Shut it, Tooru,” Kuroo snapped back at the alpha and Kenma flinched from the sudden aggression on his tone, “you won’t speak to him like that.”
“Relax Tets, he’s just playing around,” Bokuto said as Kenma could sense the rise in tension between the two alphas, this is why he tried to avoid them, too easy to fight, “right?”
“Right,” Oikawa’s narrowed gaze flickered from Kuroo to Kenma, then he let out a dramatic sigh, “just think about it, okay? You still have a week to submit your name before I do it for you~”
“Asshole,” Kuroo rolled his eyes as Oikawa flashed him a charming smile, “I’m sorry they bothered you, Kenma.”
“It’s whatever,” the omega quickly remembering that he did have a job to get to, “if you did run, I’m sure all my friends would vote for you... and I would too, but only if you want to.”
“See? You’ve got the second years locked in,” Bokuto grinned, “and if you win, that means I can finally invite Akaashi to our room!”
“How much power do you think the student council presidency holds, Kou?” Kuroo sounded so over this conversation, “and he’s not going to fuck you.”
“I have pure intentions!”
Kenma wanted to hear the rest of this, but he’s sure the shift manager would spring up any time now so he got moving. What did the student president do around there anyway... Kenma paid no mind to them last year, other than them organizing dances and smaller events.
Did they have the power to reverse the ban on alphas and omegas going into each other’s dorms? Or was it just Kuroo, possibly charming his way into getting it lifted... thinking about Kuroo sucking up to the school admins with his heartthrob smile was too much.
The rest of his shift went by without much affair, he met up with his best friends after changing in the staff locker room and they walked off to the bus stop together.
“I’ve gained intel on Bokuto and his feelings for you,” Kenma casually said as Keiji perked up beside him, “he wants to sleep with you, probably. I think.”
“You think?”
“I kinda ran into the three of them earlier...” Kenma went into what happened with their conversation and he really wishes he could have lingered a bit longer.
“He definitely wants to hit, I told you Kei,” Rintaro said.
“I didn’t think it was like... serious,” Keiji murmured, his pale cheeks turning a ruddy pink at the realization, “I thought he was just being nice.”
“He literally shows up to all your archery shit, mostly because he was following Atsumu who was following Kiyoomi and then he saw you there and just never left,” Rintaro elaborated, “then there’s the tutoring and constant texting and all that... he likes you, or just wants to knot you. Not sure.”
“He sleeps with lots of omegas,” Keiji said, “I like him, but... I don’t want to be used like that...”
“Be honest with him then, if it goes that far,” Kenma chimed in, “he’s kind of a knothead, but I don’t think Kuro would be his best friend if he was a jerk.”
“Right...”
Soon the bus pulled up and they all clamored into the same row, why would Oikawa come to him in the first place? Because they’re friends? Kenma didn’t mean that much to Kuroo... he couldn’t sway his decision that much.
So Kenma had no idea about the elections last year, but he feels like they weren’t as... aggressive with all the posters everywhere and Oikawa apparently being Kuroo’s campaign manager. Sugawara was pushing hard for Daichi, Daishou was going batshit with his own thing, and Ushijima had been signed up... not sure if he was aware of that.
Needless to say, it was a bloodbath and Kenma was fine staying out of it.
“Wanna come smoke?”
Kenma wasn’t surprised by the question coming from Rintaro, but it’d be the first time he’d ever touch anything resembling weed.
“Where’d you get it?” Keiji asked as Rintaro was holding up a little plastic baggie filled with it.
“Bought it off someone at work,” Rintaro said, “planned on smoking with you guys and the twins, if you wanted to come out to the campsite. You can invite your boyfriends too.”
“I think Kuro is too busy being weaponized by Oikawa and Okazaki, but whatever, I’ll text him,” Kenma pulled up his contact and shot a quick text, “I asked him if Bokuto was busy too.”
“Good initiative~”
“Is this safe? Like, it’s not laced with anything that’ll make me go insane?”
“... I dunno,” Rintaro shrugged, “I’m assuming it’s good since Issei told me to get it from them and he’s not torn off his clothes to fight bears... yet.”
“That’d be hot though,” Kenma commented as Kuroo texted him back within seconds, he was immediately down to escape campus and he could sneak Bokuto out with him too, “they’re in.”
“Sweet, I’ll hit up the twins and one of you ask Kiyo.”
Keiji volunteered to knock on the door across the way as Kenma traded his uniform for a flowy, white summer dress that had a flower pattern since he didn’t feel like pants today. His blond hair was put into a ponytail and he used some cute hair clips that matched the golden flowers on his dress to complete his outfit.
For all the ‘tight security’ around here, it was incredibly easy to slip off into the woods behind campus and head for the infamous campsite. Kiyoomi had invited Motoya to come with and Kenma could sense the annoyance coming from Rintaro, but his roommate played it cool.
“You get cuter every time I see you.” Kuroo had quietly whispered it in his ear and pools of heat flooded his round cheeks, the alpha definitely knew what he was doing. They lagged behind as they rest of their group took the lead, Bokuto was ridiculously excited with Keiji, Atsumu had been terrorizing Kiyoomi, and Rintaro spent his time swooning over Osamu... as usual.
Huh, Motoya was the only one that wasn't paired up, usually that was Kenma’s role.
Well.
Kenma wasn’t paired up with Kuroo either, it was just... Kuroo sticking closer to him, his scent gently curling around the omega and scaring off any other alphas. He should tell him not to do that, but how could he resist when he barely got a chance to indulge?
Alpha, alpha, alpha...
Bokuto directed them towards the trail of cabins, away from the main campsite as some other third years were there and he didn’t want them begging for weed. Kenma didn’t know that they used one of them for lounging in, seeing as the interior was mostly cleaned up and lacked all that dust plus cobwebs.
“Kiyoomi’s gonna need a joint to himself, he’s not into sharin’.”
“I...” Kiyoomi furrowed his brows as Atsumu spoke on his behalf, “... I wouldn’t mind sharing with some people...”
“Am I one of them?” Atsumu had a smug smile while Kiyoomi wore an irritated pout.
“You know what? You two can have one, I don’t really give a shit what you do with it,” Kuroo said as he was the one rolling up the joints, although Bokuto did bring his bong, “anyone else? Actually, nah, Kiyocchi is the only exception, rest of y’all can deal with it.”
“How many of you have smoked before?” Bokuto asked and only Rintaro’s hand went up, “sweet, learn from your senpais then!”
They were gathered in a circle of sorts in the small living area, Osamu, Rintaro, and Motoya taking up the couch, Kiyoomi and Atsumu standing by the boarded up window, Bokuto and Keiji in the chairs they stole from the bedroom.
Kenma had curled himself in the giant rocking chair and Kuroo was sitting on the arm of the couch, by Osamu. Kuroo joked about letting Kenma sit in his lap and the smaller omega malfunctioned a second too long, causing Kuroo to quickly take it back and offer the chair to Kenma.
Keiji was the first and he coughed up a storm as Bokuto slapped his back with a hearty smile, telling the omega everyone does the same. And yeah, his other friends weren’t any better off as the third years found it rather amusing, but eventually they got the hang of it.
Kenma, who had never done any drugs that weren’t over the counter or prescribed, had no clue what was supposed to happen... but he was liking this feeling. Floaty, light, relaxed as his anxiety disappeared...
“C’mere,” Kuroo gently took his chin as the joint was shared back to him, “open up, wanna try something.”
Kenma felt their eyes on him, but his golden gaze was fixed on Kuroo who took a hit of the joint, then leaned forward to pass the smoke into his mouth. Their lips nearly touched at this angle and Kuroo’s sultry eyes were coaxing him to go for it, to kiss alpha.
“We should do that, Atsumu.”
Kuroo pulled back though, with a sly smile that Kenma was tempted to chase, he wanted to curl his fingers in Kuroo’s shirt and drag him in for a kiss. This alpha was nothing but a tease... rude, but Kenma couldn’t put a halt to the swell of affection that bloomed in his chest, spreading all over his tiny body.
Being in public helped just enough so Kenma could control his own actions and his friends were beginning to feel the high hitting them. They found the most inconsequential things funny, setting off a chain reaction of laughter and god awful jokes.
Their conversations went everywhere and nowhere, Kenma felt as if he was melted into his chair and at some point Kuroo sat down in front of him. So Kenma dipped his fingers into that soft hair and massaged his scalp, getting the alpha to groan in pleasure, his scent marked with just a hint of arousal.
Cute.
The elections were next week and the future possible student body president was high as a kite, letting this little omega mess up his hair. He squished his cheek on Kenma’s calf and he could feel the subtle purr coming from him, a gentle vibration that set Kenma’s heart alight.
Alpha cute, alpha adorable, my alpha.
“Fuck, it’s so far past curfew,” Kuroo murmured, “we need to get going...”
Bokuto was too busy looking at something on his phone with Keiji while Atsumu and Kiyoomi were all giggles by the window. Their fingers were laced and Kenma could only imagine just what they were whispering about.
“Right, right... how are we sneaking back in?” Rintaro asked, guess he was the only one still paying any attention. Osamu had passed out on his lap and Motoya was on his phone too.
“I... dunno, actually...” Kuroo let out a yawn, “might be better to stay the night here... then go in the morning... can’t afford getting caught now.”
“Alphas in one room, omegas in the other... since there’s only two bedrooms,” Kenma suggested as Kuroo hummed in agreement.
It took some time, but they did manage to separate their group and it kinda showed that Kuroo was still responsible enough, despite the whining from Atsumu and Bokuto. Kenma would’ve liked to cuddle with Kuroo... but alas, his cuddle buddies were Keiji and Rintaro and it was easy enough for them to crawl into one of the beds together.
When the morning came, Kenma was greeted by a tired, but content Kuroo leading them back to campus... what a night.
It was close, very close between Daichi and Kuroo (or Oikawa and Sugawara depending on who you ask...), but Kuroo snatched the win and celebrations were had. The alpha/omega dorm ban wasn’t completely tossed out, but he did manage to negotiate that they could see each other between the hours of 10 AM to 7 PM.
There were other various rules and such that Kuroo reversed with Oikawa’s friendly suggestions and one major addition was a halloween dance that same October. For whatever reason, no one questioned why that wasn’t allowed and now Oikawa was in charge of organizing all of that.
Everyone loved Student President Kuroo, including Kenma, but his love was... different, it killed him more often that he couldn’t have Kuroo in just the way that he wanted. But he wasn’t going to let that hurt their friendship, he could bury all his dumb feelings deep down inside.
“Who are you taking to the dance?” Keiji asked, they were walking to the library to get some amount of studying done.
“Shouhei,” Kenma easily answered as Keiji raised an eyebrow, “we’re taking pictures together for the paper, doing a whole... costume column or whatever.”
“Cop out.”
“There’s no one else I’d take anyway, plus Rintaro will force me to go and I’m not getting paired up with his... suggestions,” Kenma cringed at the thought as Keiji snickered.
“I know, I figured I’d mess with you since he’s not here,” Kenma playfully nudged Keiji’s shoulder and they headed into the quiet library. They usually went to the same spot on the second floor, just a small corner that no one else really bothered with.
Did not expect to see Okazaki with his friends here as a spike of irritation rose within him, but it was whatever since they could go somewhere else.
“Hey you two,” Okazaki’s voice was like nails on a chalkboard, “we have to talk to you just for a few.”
Kenma and Keiji exchanged a look, neither knew what would happen, but they both wanted to stay out of trouble.
Okazaki and some other omega, Masu, if Kenma’s memory was correct, waltzed up to them as their other friends lingered behind.
“He’s asking Kou to the dance, so don’t try it... Akaashi was it?” Okazaki said, “and I’ve seen how you look at Tetsurou, I hope you aren’t stupid enough to think that he’ll do anything with you.”
“Yeah, I’ve been fucking with Koutarou since our first year, you can ask anyone, he’s mine ,” Masu glared at them, “you’ll regret it if you do.”
“I’m only going to take pictures for the paper, but thanks for the useless threat,” Kenma rolled his eyes, “Keiji will go with whoever he wants, including your so-called alpha that you’re not even mated to.”
“Oh, you have a mouth on you huh-”
“I don’t know about all that,” Okazaki raised a hand to shut up his friend, “I don’t think any of the alphas around here want a prude, isn’t that why Osamu dumped you? Because Suna will put out, unlike you.”
“That’s not true,” Keiji blurted out, “we just... weren’t right for each other.”
“Oh yeah, that’s why he jumped into the arms of the school slut,” Okazaki smirked, “aiming for someone like Koutarou when he’s way out of your league is hilarious, not to mention that he’ll only get bored when you don’t let him knot.”
“Come on Keiji,” Kenma grabbed Keiji’s wrist and pulled out of there, all the way down the first floor where Kenma took them into an empty aisle to check on his best friend, “they’re just spouting bullshit, it doesn’t mean anything.”
“Really? Because it makes sense, I thought things were going great between us, I could forget about anything I felt for Bokuto and then suddenly it was over,” Keiji nearly whisper-shouted, “now he’s with Rintaro who can give him whatever he wants... just like Bokuto...”
“Look, whatever they say, it doesn’t matter, that asshole hates me because of Kuro and now he’s trying to get under your skin for whatever reason,” Kenma said, “what you have going with Bokuto is between you two, not the rest of the campus, okay?”
“Ugh... I don’t feel like studying anymore.”
“Let’s just do it in our dorm, less annoying people around..”
The academy didn’t discriminate on what type of uniforms their students could wear as long as they followed the dress code, so males could wear skirts, dresses, and above the knee shorts. Kenma just went with whatever suited his mood on most days and it wasn’t uncommon for him to put out a skirt while Rintaro usually stuck to pants or maybe a longer skirt if he felt like it.
Keiji never wore anything outside of pants, even in the summer. To his credit he didn’t mind shorts when in a casual outfit, but otherwise, that omega was never in anything resembling a skirt or dress. Rintaro took that into factor when they picked out their matching halloween outfits and already had something in mind for him, but no, Keiji surprised them by wanting to be in a cute dress too.
A gothic lolita dress with all the ruffles, long black stockings, and elbow length lace black gloves. Even sported the frilly headpiece with thin ribbon bows that complimented his ocean eyes, it was such a sight that had Kenma speechless for a moment.
He never looked at Keiji in that way despite their overt physical closeness, but put him in a dress with those long legs covered by sheer stocking and boy, something wakes up in Kenma. Not to mention the makeup he managed to do himself (with a bit of Rintaro’s help) and that adorable scowl on his lips paired with the blush fanning out on his cheeks, Kenma wanted to keep him.
“Less scowling, more smiling, Keiji.”
They took a few pictures before leaving their dorm room and just as expected, Shouhei played along in matching Kenma as his gothic brother of sorts. They’d both be spending their time snapping pictures of the dance as opposed to dealing with all this dating stuff.
Kenma was only a tiny bit envious that the twins were waiting outside for their respective dates and Keiji met Bokuto near the gym. Seems the alpha wasn’t aware whatsoever of his ex (?) wanting to be asked to the dance and pretty much hounded Keiji until he said yes. All the more proof that Bokuto was extremely interested.
There were halloween decorations posted all over the gym from jack-o-lanterns to ghosts to yokai spirits and Oikawa must’ve had the best time being in charge of it all. Kenma didn’t let his eyes wander to Kuroo for too long, or tried, the alpha was dressed as a werecat... torn shirt with fluffy ears and a tail, his pants were unreasonably tight and god those fake claws and fangs.
Although Kenma wasn’t too sure if they were fake... alphas could elongate their canines at will and claws were mostly a forgotten primal thing. So they could be real, they could absolutely be real and Kenma’s tiny brain would briefly imagine them digging into his hips as Kuroo-
No, no, no.
Kenma would stick to his task of taking pictures of people in their costumes, people dancing to the live band, people just hanging out at the tables. Shouhei was his silent partner, they knew how to weave in and out of the crowds with their cameras in hand and spot the moments that’d make it into the paper.
Also the students who just wanted attention, they were pretty easy to get photos of.
There were a few teachers here who made sure the students weren’t getting too rowdy when dancing, had to leave space for Jesus and all that. Kenma refused to look in Kuroo’s direction when he was dancing with his boyfriend, didn’t want his own heart to be stomped on any further.
He checked his phone for the time and grabbed a seat at an empty table to check his camera roll, there was more than enough here... he figured some would probably go up on the school website too. Now Kenma could just, bail, he didn’t have much else to do and he wasn’t going to dance by himself or with anyone else. His friends had their dates and he wouldn’t be their third wheel... again.
Maybe he’ll play with his PSP until he felt like leaving.
“Kitten~”
He was only a tiny bit frightened by the deep voice of Kuroo as the alpha pulled up a chair beside him, “shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?”
“Ugh, we don’t have to be together all the time, and he’s with his friends anyway doing... I don’t know, shit I don’t care about,” Kuroo rambled as Kenma’s sensitive nose could smell a hint of alcohol on his breath, “you’re also alone, too pretty to be alone... really like your dress.”
“You’re drunk.”
“... possibly, someone spiked the punch bowl,” Kuroo snickered, “probably Issei or Koushi or... Satori... he would do that.”
“And you kept drinking from it.”
“Mmm... made the night a little more fun,” Kuroo grins as he leans forward and Kenma presses a hand to his very muscled chest, “wanted to talk to you before ya ran off.”
Kuroo’s black ears are crooked on his head, just like his drunken smile. His destroyed shirt is barely clinging onto his body and wow his skin is warm, very warm under Kenma’s fingertips.
“Don’t go falling onto the floor, you’re too heavy to pick up,” Kenma said as Kuroo attempts to right himself, but kinda just ends up slumped over, his hazel eyes too focused on the pretty omega before him.
“Mean omega wouldn’t catch me.”
“Nope.”
Kenma attempted to pull his hand away, but a much bigger one encircled his small wrist, “I’d catch you, but you’re also small and compact and beautiful... bet I could carry you like it’s nothing.”
“You think about that often?”
“You have no fucking idea the thoughts I have about you,” Kuroo drawled, purposely lacing their fingers together, “when you walked in on me with Seki... on my mind everyday, kitten, wishing it was-”
Kenma clamped his other hand over Kuroo’s mouth, “you’re very drunk and need some water, you’re being stupid now.”
Kuroo’s eyebrows furrowed, but he didn’t say anything more as Kenma retrieved his cup of water and brought it to his lips. The alpha just opened his mouth and invited him to tilt the cup forward, christ . Kenma didn’t know how much water was in here, probably not enough to get this alpha sobered up, but hopefully clear up whatever perverted thoughts he had rumbling in his head.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t worry, I know that you’re just a perverted alpha,” Kenma pulled his hands away as Kuroo shifted to his back against the chair and he stared up at the high ceiling.
“I wish it was just that,” Kuroo sighed and closed his eyes, “it’s too much, every single day, I just...”
Kenma waited on Kuroo to continue, but the alpha eventually turned his head towards him with a slow blink, “you give me the reprieve I need, don’t want that to be ruined.”
He wasn’t sure what to say to that, not as if he was given the chance as Kuroo stood and sent him a solemn smile before leaving. Kenma followed his back, saw how his body language switched from somber to life of the party within a second. How much was going on up there, is that why he still chose to keep Kenma at a distance, yet couldn’t resist being drawn to him like a moth?
Alpha sad, make alpha better, cuddle alpha.
The act of seeing Okazaki latch himself onto Kuroo didn’t hurt, it was that Kuroo was troubled with his own storm of thoughts and no one else seemed to be aware. Or cared enough to ask, just as long as Kuroo gave them what they wanted...
Kenma couldn’t watch this, all too thankful that he could slip away.
In reality, the alpha dorms weren’t all that different from the omega ones... just louder and stinkier. Kenma only popped over with his friends since Tora wanted to play some fighter game and he wasn’t one to turn down an invitation like that.
His door was left wide open so one could see all the foot traffic from various teenagers coming and going, Kenma hadn’t expected that many omegas who wanted to see their alpha friends. Maybe it was just an unspoken rule... weird for alphas to trample all over an omega space, but omegas were more than welcome to hang out with the alphas and it didn’t feel too... off.
Tanaka, Tora’s other dorm mate, had disappeared off to see the girls with a few of his other alpha friends and Motoya was... somewhere, probably with Osamu and Rintaro. Despite Tora’s crush in their first year, Kenma felt comfortable being alone with him as he wasn’t all that aggressive and they argued more over video games than Tora trying to mate him.
“I’m going to break my fucking thumbs trying to land this obscene combo,” Tora mumbled as Kenma giggled beside him, they were both sitting on the floor with the television in front of them. Snacks were to the side and their thighs were barely touching, but Kenma was more concerned about beating Tora for the fifth time in a row.
“She’s so complicated for no reason, you need the perfect timing for that hit, but she’s dog water otherwise.”
“I know! But I’m trying to see if I can make her work.”
“Or you're staring too much at her tits.”
“I’m only a man, Kenma.”
Kenma dug his hand into the caramel popcorn as they were at the character selection screen, “she’s only good in very specific situations, I wouldn’t bother.”
“One more round, then I’ll go with someone else and leave her to rot.”
Kenma hummed in acknowledgement and they started another round of five, just as another alpha walked by the door, then backed up. The omega could see from the corner of his eye that the alpha was taller and his familiar scent had his omega waking up.
“Getting your ass kicked by Kenma?”
“Why do you assume I’m not beating his ass?”
“... because he’s literally never lost the tournaments around here?”
“Okay yes, but I’m playing someone with a very niche build and she only works against certain people!”
Kenma heard Kuroo’s chuckle and only glanced over when the first fight was done, shit . Kuroo was in a sleeveless shirt with low hanging sweats, his arms loosely crossed over his chest as he leaned on the door while watching them. Impress alpha.
“Don’t go easy on him, kitten.”
A rush of heat soared to his cheeks and he quickly looked back to the television, well now he had to unleash all his elite gaming power. Tora was always a good opponent, much better than Keiji and barely edging out Rintaro, but no one at this school had the no life skills that Kenma acquired in middle school.
“Kyanmaaaaaaaaa!!!” Tora whined after getting his ass spanked four more times in a row, “I get it, she’s awful!”
“Yes, now pick someone else before I get bored.”
“Bossy~” Kuroo strolled inside, “... where can I sit?”
“Uhh... my chair is over there, it’s fine,” Tora gestured to the desk chair that Kuroo headed over to. Alphas could be tipped into a bad mood or even a rage when they smelled another alpha in their ‘territory’, so it was only polite to ask beforehand.
Kuroo was amused enough just watching these two battle it out with different characters and testing out all their skill sets as the game came out just a month ago. Having alpha here was nice, calming in a sense that he was close and Kenma’s omega could enjoy his presence.
Kenma stretched out his legs and wiggled his toes after sitting here for who knows how long, but dinner would probably be in... shit , the omega couldn’t help flinching at the sudden sound of thunder outside.
“When did it start raining?” Tora idly asked, going over to the window to check how heavy it was.
“Supposed to rain today, guess it finally did,” Kuroo said, “not a fan, Ken?”
“Um... I don’t do well with thunder, it scares me,” Kenma softly admitted, “I should get going before it gets too bad.”
“You can stay with me,” Kuroo stood from the chair as another rumble of thunder sounded from outside and the two alphas could definitely smell the fear on his scent, “or you should stay with me, rather.”
“I don’t know if-” that’s a good idea...
“Come on, I don’t want you to deal with this all alone,” Kenma cautiously took Kuroo’s offered hand, “do you usually cuddle with your pack?”
“... yeah, but, I don’t want to bother them with this.”
“Kenma, just do it, he won’t stop until you say yes,” Tora chimed in as Kuroo grinned in victory, “I would let Kuroo cuddle me if he asked, in fact if you want me to join-”
“No.”
Kenma snorted at just how fast Kuroo shut that down, he then gathered his bag and waved goodbye to Tora on his way out. He walked past the twins room where the door was ajar and it appeared like the five of them were playing some card game.
Kenma wanted to hold Kuroo’s hand as they headed up for the stairs, but resisted so people hopefully wouldn’t talk.
“What if Okazaki comes over?”
“He won’t,” Kuroo sounded rather certain about that, “he’s well trained.”
“Oh...”
They reached the top of the stairs and Kuroo pushed open the door to the third floor, he’s heard all sorts of silly rumors and stories about the ‘crazy’ shit that happens here. Another crack of thunder kept him from wandering long though, followed by Kuroo’s comforting scent surrounding him, “just at the end here, it’ll be okay.”
The room was empty and definitely... felt like a space shared between Bokuto, Oikawa, and Kuroo. There were posters on the walls, trophies, a messy ass desk, a bed that looked like it hadn’t been made since the semester began.
Kuroo directed him to the bottom bunk that smelled strongly of the alpha and the two quickly curled up under the sheets. Well, yet another first as the only alpha Kenma has cuddled with is his mother... and no one else...
“You don’t need to be stiff, I’m not drunk or high so I won’t try anything, I promise,” Kuroo softly reassured him, “and uh even then, it’s not an excuse... shit, did I force you into this?”
“No, no you didn’t... it’s okay,” Kenma replied, nuzzling his face into Kuroo’s shoulder as he felt an arm sling around his waist, “I like everything you do, even the... um... pervy stuff.”
“Mmm... I shouldn’t do that with you.”
“But you do,” Kenma was tempted to look up and into Kuroo’s eyes, but... he felt that would lead to more , “do you... like me too? Are you messing with me?”
“Complicated...” Kuroo sighed, another lash of thunder had Kenma squeezing closer to him, “it’s okay, nothing will hurt you, kitten.”
“Tell me, how complicated.”
There’s only the sound of rain hitting the window for a while and Kuroo’s gentle breathing. Kenma takes the chance to indulge in his scent, in having alpha in the same bed and snuggling close to him. It feels so... natural, like they’ve been doing this since their childhood with how easy they slot against each other.
“My parents want to arrange a mate for me and they hate Soseki. I love him... I do, but...” Kuroo’s fingers flex over Kenma’s small waist, “you came along and everything got confusing... I don’t want to pull you into my mess either.”
“So... I’m that secret third thing?”
“... yeah, yeah my parents would never see it coming,” Kuroo chuckled, “I don’t know how they would feel about you and right now my life is fucking ass, I can’t afford to have you be tainted too.”
“Okay,” Kenma simply replied, his fingers curling into Kuroo’s shirt, “we can just be friends then... or... I can be whatever you want me to be, long as it makes you feel good.”
“This is enough, more than enough.”
The rain fell heavier outside and all those calming pheromones were making him drowsy, alpha , Kenma wouldn’t have it any other way...
...
...
“He’s literally in your bed, Tettsun.”
“Yes, but nothing happened, so just mind your fucking business.”
“Such a temper on you recently, when is your rut again?”
Kenma blinked his eyes open to see that Kuroo and Oikawa looked to be on the verge of maybe punching each other, who knows.
“Kuro...”
Kuroo quickly turned at the sound of his voice and Kenma visibly saw his shoulders droop, “hey, you’re awake.”
“Yeah... I’m gonna head back to my dorm,” Kenma said as he could feel Oikawa’s eyes on him, he’s never felt more judged in his life, “thanks for everything.”
“I’ll walk you back.”
“Absolutely not,” Oikawa snapped, “you’re not getting out of this. It’s still raining pretty badly outside, but I’m sure the twins will let you stay with them, Puddi-chan.”
The growl from Kuroo would’ve scared Kenma any other time, but for now he needed to just get out of here before something bad happened. Kenma just mumbled an okay and bolted out of their room.
Why was everything with Kuroo so... awkward? Strange? Complicated ?
As expected, Rintaro did answer the door for Kenma when he knocked and gave him a crushing hug as he was worried about the little omega. Nishinoya’s bed was free since he almost always just slept in Asahi’s room and Osamu was not allowed for cuddles... mostly because three people were not about to fit in this bed.
“What happened with Kuroo?”
Oh boy...
Kenma should have felt bad, awful even, but he really just... didn’t.
The confession replayed in his head over and over, telling him that he had a microscopic chance with Kuroo, allowing his suppressed feelings to spiral like a wildfire within.
There were the knowing gazes they shared on campus, the private smiles during the times they studied, the lingering touches that burned Kenma’s skin. Neither of them were dumb enough to flirt over text or sneak behind some classroom to make out, everything was rather platonic on the surface.
Even if Kenma craved more .
Kuroo was... strategic in a way, he knew Kenma’s work schedule like the back of his hand and would drop by at the end of his shift. Kenma never asked where his boyfriend was or what lie he happened to tell him, all that mattered was Kuroo was here for him.
He’d say his goodbyes to Keiji and Rintaro, then follow Kuroo off towards the path that led to the quiet lake. They never did anything, they just... talked, or Kuroo talked and Kenma hung onto every word he said. Sometimes they’d hold hands if no one was around, sometimes they’d sit by the shore right next to each other, sometimes Kenma could smell on Kuroo’s scent that he was... holding back.
“Your birthday is soon, right?”
“A week, yeah,” Kuroo’s warm fingers were laced with Kenma’s as they strolled down the rocky shore, moonlight hitting the calm waters, “I’ll be eighteen...”
“A whole adult, gross, we can’t talk any more.”
“Noooo, you’re not getting rid of me that easily!”
Kenma should have expected this clingy alpha to demand an embrace while whining to the omega that he had to stay. The smaller one tried to squirm away from his strong arms and Kuroo just held him tighter, his thick scent coming over them both.
Alpha...
“Ugh, you’re a child.”
“You like it,” Kuroo smirked, holding Kenma flush to his body, he only had to lean in just a little for their lips to touch, “what are you getting me?”
“You already have everything.”
“I still don’t have an island.”
“I’ll get you a fancy one on animal crossing.”
“Deal.”
Kenma giggled and Kuroo didn’t let him go, Kenma didn’t want to leave the comfort that was Kuroo Tetsurou’s clingy hug.
“Why do I feel like I’m the only person who gets this side of you?” Kenma cupped Kuroo’s cheeks as those hazel eyes were on him, “I’ve seen you around everyone else, you’re kinda fake.”
“I’m terribly fake, kitten,” Kuroo squeezed Kenma’s waist, “I barely know who I am some days, yet... being with you grounds me, lets me know I can be genuine without feeling like I’m disappointing someone.”
“You have endless expectations beset on your pretty shoulders, shame.”
“It’s why I can’t wait to graduate, I wanna get away from it all, everyone.”
“Even me?” Kenma’s hand slid down, his thumb cutting across Kuroo’s lower lip, “I guess they don’t call you heartbreaker for nothing.”
“I’ll keep you... and Kou and Tooru since he’ll hunt me down and kill me,” Kuroo mused, “I just don’t want to do any of this anymore, I hate them trying to mold me into the perfect, desirable alpha.”
“You’ll have my support, don’t stay away too long though.”
“I could never, sweetheart.”
A pair of soft lips met his forehead as the cool chill in the air was negated by heat between them. Kenma was shamelessly in love with this alpha and the fact that he was taken didn’t factor in anymore. As far as Kenma was concerned, Kuroo needed him , not whatever Okazaki represented.
My alpha...
“Kozume! Kuroo wanted to see you at the pool.”
Kenma thought nothing of it as his senpai in the photography club mentioned it after their meeting was dismissed, although Kuroo could’ve just texted him. He split with Fukunaga at the library and continued towards the gym, curious as to what Kuroo may be wanting to do with him.
He quietly cherished every moment they spent together since the alpha could be so... soft and romantic with him. His omega went wild each and every time their eyes met or when they touched and ugh , he wanted to cuddle the alpha again too.
Kenma didn’t typically masturbate all that often, just rarely felt the urge to, but now when he’s alone in the shower or finds himself buried under the sheets, erotic thoughts spring up in his head and he can’t help touching himself. He knows Rintaro had a stash of heat toys, mostly for collection purposes, and a teeny tiny perverted part of him wanted to delve into that chest to see if there was anything that matched Kuroo’s size.
Look, Kenma still had no clue what Kuroo was packing, but he had a real good idea from the one time he walked in on from the locker room and you know... vaguely looking in that area when Kuroo wore sweats... or shorts. Kenma was aching to be full with the alpha or anything close to him, maybe he’d ask Rintaro tonight and face the slight humiliation from Rintaro knowing how dirty Kenma was.
Kenma stepped into the pool area, expecting a few other swimmers or just Kuroo, not seeing Okazaki and their friends here... with no one else. Instinct told the omega to turn and run, but the door slammed behind him and Okazaki was furious as he stomped her to the younger omega.
“I thought I told you to stay away form my fucking alpha, you piece of shit,” Okazaki snapped at him, “don’t even lie to me and say you aren’t trying to steal him away from me.”
“I don’t know what would even give you that idea, we’re just friends , you’re the one who has jealousy issues.”
“Oh yeah? Then explain this.”
Kenma barely caught the phone tossed at him, but once he looked at it, he saw the numerous photos that someone took of Kuroo and Kenma talking at the resort.
“I work there? We’re just talking, there’s nothing between us.”
“I don’t give a shit if you work there, you’re not supposed to have anything to do with my fucking alpha!” Okazaki pushed closer into Kenma’s personal space, forcing the omega to step back into two others who were standing behind him, “maybe you could focus on doing your fucking job instead of seducing someone else’s mate, huh?”
“It’s not even like that!”
“Hold him for me,” Okazaki commanded as Kenma felt his arms being grabbed and fuck , there was no way he was getting out of this, “I would love to fuck up your ugly face, but unfortunately people would ask questions.”
“No!”
Okazaki landed blow after blow on Kenma’s torso and stomach as their other friends just laughed and recorded it, as well as calling kenma every name in the book. This couldn’t be called a fight in the slightest, but Kenma’s never been in one, always avoid conflict where he could, it’s the entire reason he was set on avoiding alphas in the first place.
But all of them were omegas (and maybe a beta or two) in Okazaki’s clique, someone who must’ve seen the two interacting a little too much and gossiped to Kuroo’s boyfriend. He should’ve known... how could Kenma be so fucking stupid to overlook anything like this? Was he too blinded by Kuroo returning his affections to him?
“Such an ugly slut!”
“Did he really think he could steal your mate? What a loser.”
“Beat his ass! This bitch had it coming!”
The two holding him up dropped him onto the floor and the others joined in with Okazaki in kicking him, pulling his hair, spitting on him, and continuing to trash talk him. Kenma attempted to curl up in the fetal position to deflect their kicks, but that only made them taunt him more, hurling insults as they assaulted him for who knows how long.
Kenma just wanted it all to stop.
“You should apologize to me, Kenma~ I promise I’ll forgive you.”
Kenma knew that was a lie, but he’d say anything just to be left alone. Okazaki tugged him up onto his knees by his dark roots, the pain making Kenma hiss as the older omega wore a sadistic smile.
“I’m sorry...”
“For what? Say it you atrocious rat.”
“For... for trying to take Kuroo from you, it was stupid of me.”
“It really was, obviously you had no clue who you were fucking around with,” Okazaki gripped his hair tighter and Kenma couldn’t help the fat tears rolling down his cheeks, “I swear it’s always some useless broke ass omega who comes from nothing and aims way above their league with only their nasty pussy. He’ll never love you and he’s never going to fuck you like he does me, stupid bitch.”
Kenma tried to look away from the phones that were pointed at him, tried to ignore their giggling and agreement with Okazaki.
“He still hasn’t learned his lesson though...” Okazaki let go of his hair and stood to his full height as Kenma was on his knees, “strip him.”
“What?!”
Okay, now Kenma meekly attempted to fight them back, but there were too many hands, too many people eager to humiliate him to his inner core. His uniform was ripped off of him in seconds, along with his underwear and socks, leaving him entirely naked against the tile.
“God, you really thought Tetsurou wanted this ? It’s enough that you look like a diseased rat, but you have to be all bones too? A worthless omega if I’ve ever seen one.” Okazaki snickered as Kenma desperately covered his genitals, “you should’ve stuck with Yamamoto, at least the both of you would have some horrendous pups together.”
Their laughter echoed in the pool area, it rang in Kenma’s ears as he internally begged for this to be over, he’d never talk to Kuroo again if that’s what they wanted.
“I’ll admit, Akaashi has something going for him so maybe Koutarou won’t get bored after popping his cherry, but you...” Okazaki grabbed his chin and forced him to look up into his eyes, “you have nothing, you are nothing, and if you aren’t a complete dipshit, you’ll leave Tetsurou alone, kay? I had to do this because you have such a thick skull with a smart mouth.”
“I won’t talk to him anymore, I swear.”
“Sure you won’t.”
Okazaki glanced over to the pool and nodded back at his friends, “toss him in, we’re done.”
Kenma was swept off his feet faster than he could even react, then his body hit the cold water within moments, right into the deep end. The gaggle of teenagers got their last laugh before scurrying away with his clothes, bag, and phone... so he was stuck in the freezing pool with nothing .
Shit.
Kenma wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, he wanted to take back ever seeing Kuroo in the first place, it all just bit him right in the ass. Fortunately his swim lesson at the tender age of eight helped him in not drowning since none of those fuck heads were going to bother with saving him...
... but what was he supposed to do now?
It was December, the gym was pretty far from the dorms, and Kenma had zero way of contacting his best friends to come get him out of here. Fuck, fuck, fuck... okay, okay ... he could wait until it was dark and then make his escape? But don’t they lock the gym at night?
Probably, but Kenma only had so many plans that wouldn’t amount to the entire campus seeing him buck naked. But there were the videos they took... what if they were already spreading? Or it was just blackmail material in the future?
What was Kenma going to do...
Drowning himself was actually sounding better with every passing minute, he’d be ruined in Kuroo’s eyes and everyone else would never look at him the same. He should have stayed away from him... never talked to him... kept all his thoughts and feelings locked up tight. Okazaki was right, it would never, ever happen.
Such an idiot...
The sound of one of the doors opening had Kenma tempted to dunk under the water, but he instantly recognized the alpha coming his way. Was Oikawa about to make all of this even worse , he feels like the type who would...
“How long have you been in there?” Oikawa pulled his bag off of his shoulder and set it on the floor, “Kenma? You with me?”
“I... I don’t know...” Kenma gulped as he realized he’d been a bit too busy having a breakdown to get out of the pool, “why’re you... here?”
“I have this magical way of knowing everything that happens in this school, now get your ass out of the pool and come here,” Oikawa pulled out a towel and handed it over to Kenma as he hopped up and out, “I didn’t know about any of this though.”
“Would you have stopped it?” Kenma shivered as he wrapped the towel around himself.
“Of course, I’m not a total monster,” Oikawa clicked his tongue, “now tell me all their names and I’ll take care of it.”
“... why? Aren’t they your friends? Okazaki kind of a had point-”
“Soseki is an insufferable little brat that I’ve hated since our first year and it’s a miracle I haven’t strangled him in his sleep yet,” Oikawa interrupted, “I feel like the only reason Tettsun keeps him around is because he pisses off his parents... and everyone else around him.”
“Oh...” Kenma murmured as Oikawa handed off some clothing to him, “are you going to tell him too?”
“A situation like this requires... delicate timing,” Oikawa glanced away as the omega got dressed, “as far as everyone knows, I wasn’t here.”
“They recorded it though, they’ll all know.”
“Kenma, I’m asking you to trust me, okay?”
The use of his name, for the second time, had Kenma biting his lip and just quietly nodding, “I... I can’t talk to Kuro anymore, I don’t want this again.”
“That’s your choice then,” Oikawa stood and looked over the smaller omega, drowning in his clothes, “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner.”
“Not your fault...” Kenma pulled up the hoodie, his nose twitching from the grassy smell of Oikawa’s scent, “I’m gonna... go.”
They went their separate ways as darkness had coated the campus, only broken up by the lamps lighting the path to the dorms. He couldn’t talk to Kuroo... he wouldn’t, that was all too much...
Of course luck was never in his favor since his dorm mates were here and not with their partners, but maybe they’d both be too busy studying to notice Kenma. His head was a jumbled mess and his omega was surprisingly whining to lay in their nest, he couldn’t disagree there.
“Kenma...?” It was quiet from Keiji, moments after Kenma collapsed in it, “are you alright?”
Kenma didn’t verbally respond, but both of the omegas came over nonetheless to check on him. Rintaro snuggled up behind him and Keiji was in front, allowing the blond to rest of head on his chest.
“Did something happen?” Keiji asked, once again.
“... I don’t want to see Kuro, never again.”
Kenma knew that Rintaro would immediately be curious, but for now they both understood the mood and just cuddled him. Kenma ignored the aches and pains in his body just for this because if he didn’t have his best friends... there’s no telling where his broken mind would lead him to.
Studying and the exam season kept Kenma busy and away from Kuroo, along with avoiding the alpha at all costs. He quit working at the resort since he had enough cash saved up and would be going back home this time around.
Part of him wanted to leave right after his final exam was done as he really didn’t give a single shit about the dance, but Shouhei told him that there was something that was going down. Petty drama wasn’t enough of a draw, however he remembered what Oikawa told him about delicate timing and what better time to expose that asshole than in front of everyone at the dance?
Shouhei was his date, as always, they weren’t snapping pictures together, but it was far easier bringing a beta friend over the alphas who were weirdly desperate for Kenma’s attention. Kenma considered a dress like his other omega friends and instead went for a suit to match Shouhei, feeling a bit more masculine for this event as opposed to wanting to look like a pretty and demure omega.
His blond hair was tied up in a bun, a scarlet vest hugged his little waist, and Rintaro let him borrow a silver chain to look even more sexy in his eyes. Kenma did wonder if his friend was just being nice for the sake of it after Okazaki’s cruel words tore him down, however he didn’t have much time to doubt himself.
He took his couples pictures with Shouhei and they giggled at just how good they looked together, too bad Shouhei was into girls and Kenma was officially into no one. After the halloween punch bowl spiking, some teacher was assigned the boring task of looking after the food and drink and Kenma couldn’t say he was very eager to try it either way.
Maybe a slice of pizza or two.
He danced with Shouhei and his other friends, not wanting to be a total stick in the mud because of what happened. As far as he knew, Oikawa was the only person privy to it, he never elaborated to Keiji and Rintaro on that night.
He managed to hide his bruises by changing in the restroom and went to the infirmary after some harassment from his senpai. There was nothing too severe that standard rest couldn’t fix, as for his mental well being... well, that was just day by day as he threw himself into video games and classwork.
Rintaro and Keiji may have assumed the worst, but honestly Kenma didn’t care, he just wanted to go home and see his parents. He could ignore Kuroo for the rest of his time here if needed, anything to keep that psycho bitch off of his back.
“Are you sure something was supposed to happen or did you lie just to force me to have fun?”
“Both,” Shouhei smiled at him as they went to sit off together at a table, “but it feels like Oikawa is up to something.”
“That’s just always,” Kenma said as he searched the crowd for the alpha... ah , he was next to Kuroo, whispering something in his ear, “I wonder what it could be.”
“I guess we’ll see in- wait, look,” Shouhei gestured over to where Rintaro was with Osamu, they were on the outskirts of the dance floor, all obsessed with staring at each other.
Kenma didn’t understand why Shouhei drew his attention to them until he caught Keiji storming right in their direction with Motoya. The omega gasped as he saw Keiji lay an open handed slap on Rintaro’s cheek and the taller one was dazed for a moment before chasing Keiji.
And at that very same moment, Kuroo went over to Okazaki and clocked him cold in the jaw and everyone’s attention was split between them all. Kenma was stunned as Kuroo was yelling at Okazaki and let loose a flurry of punches at the omega, no one apparently bothering to step in.
“I... need to go see what’s going on with Rin and Kei,” Kenma quickly said as Shouhei nodded in understanding. He hoped he wouldn’t be too late to whatever the hell confrontation was going on there as he bolted out of the same exit they took and was smacked in the face by the December chill.
It didn’t take long to find his two best friends in the middle of this argument with Motoya and Osamu there as well.
“Stop lying to me! I saw the screenshots, you told him to break up with me!”
Ah...
“You were going to dump him for Bokuto anyway, you shouldn’t be so offended about him doing it for you.”
“It’s not just that , you told me to my face that it was fine if I waited on sex and here you are flirting with him behind my back,” Keiji bit back at him, “I had feelings for Bokuto, yes, but that was horrible of you, Rintaro.”
“He’s a selfish liar, he doesn’t care who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants,” Motoya decided to chime in.
“Oh shut the fuck up, you were the clingy one who wouldn’t listen to a word that I said,” Rintaro snapped, “and this is your way of getting revenge? Fuck you.”
“You can never trust a slut, Motoya, apparently they’ll backstab and steal your boyfriend from you.”
Oh god, Kenma had to do something before this managed to get any worse, he hurried over and slotted his way between them, he could smell the anger rife in the air, “how about we both walk away and take several breathers? I’m sure we can talk this out when we have cooler heads.”
“There’s nothing to talk out, I’m fucking done with him before he tries to fuck Bokuto next.”
And there goes Keiji.
“Uh... should I say something to him?” Osamu finally spoke up.
“I don’t care, do whatever the fuck you want.” Rintaro rolled his eyes and went off in the opposite direction... shit . The worst part was that Kenma was flying out tomorrow morning and his best friends were in the middle of hating each other and-
“Kenma?”
...
Nope, Kenma was not dealing with this fucking alpha too.
“Wait, I didn’t know about any of this-”
“Leave me alone, Tetsurou, I have enough stress in my life at this exact moment and I do not need you piling onto it.”
Kenma hurried his way towards the dorms and was relieved when he didn’t hear any footsteps chasing him. The year could not end any faster.
Oikawa turned out to be strangely nice.
He’d returned Kenma’s possessions and clothing to him and promised him that all those videos had been deleted. Kenma didn’t have much reason to doubt him when this was Oikawa Tooru, another one of the insanely popular alphas on campus.
Someone you didn’t want to get on the bad side of according to rumors Kenma heard, but also just plain intimidating to an omega like him. Sure they spoke from time to time when Kuroo was around and Oikawa tended to be eccentric and dramatic, however Kenma would never say they were friends.
Nor would he ever expect Oikawa to cae so much about his well being.
...
“Why are you doing this?” Kenma quietly asked as they’d met up behind the omega classrooms, in the same spot Kuroo took him on Valentine's day. Oikawa had proudly handed off his things and perked up from the gratitude Kenma displayed.
“Is it so difficult to believe that I’m a nice person?” Oikawa pouted and Kenma really wasn’t buying it, “... let’s just say we share the same experience, not exactly the same circumstances, but... in our first year, the senpais liked to haze the new alphas on campus.”
Oh... Kenma understood then...
“I ran my mouth a little too much and you know,” Oikawa made a vague gesture with his hands, “obviously I didn’t learn from that, but I didn’t have anyone there to really pick me up... or so I thought until Bokkun got into a fight with about four of them on his own.”
“You weren’t friends then?”
“Ugh, no, I couldn’t stand him because I had a silly crush on Tetsu and that’s another story, but he came through for me and it opened my eyes...” Oikawa said, “so when I saw what they did to you, it just brought back all those memories. You didn’t deserve that... I probably did, like a tiny bit, but you’re so innocent!”
...
That’s the conversation Kenma dwells on as he stares back at this green alien plush in his hands, he won it from a crane game and figured he’d gift it to the alpha. Oikawa swore up and down that a thanks was enough, but Kuroo mentioned that Oikawa seriously loved aliens so...
There were about three days until Christmas and holiday decorations were strung up all over the shopping mall that Kenma was headed out of. He’d refused to look at any of his texts and social media just because he didn’t want to face all of that drama and he needed a desperate break from everyone.
He felt okay once he got to see his parents and fell into his bed, nothing could replicate the sense of comfort and security that home brought. Distracting himself with video games worked well enough and he only went out today because he wanted to hit up the arcade to see if anyone beat his high scores.
(They hadn’t)
He was ready to help his mother out with dinner upon returning home and probably would’ve missed the two additional guests if it weren’t for the shoes in the genkan. Did his parents have friends over? He peeked into the living room to see the most familiar faces.
“Didn’t expect to see you two in my house, together.”
Rintaro swung an arm around Keiji’s shoulder and gave Kenma a lazy smile, “we made up, friendship prevails over all.”
Keiji rolled his eyes, but there was little malice in his demeanor as he left the couch to come hug Kenma, “Kuroo told us what happened... we should probably talk in your room.”
“... Right.”
The trio of omegas headed upstairs and squeezed themselves on Kenma’s bed, just like they always did because god forbid they spend a second apart in the same room.
“So...” Keiji looked to Rintaro for a moment before continuing, “Kuroo came over that afternoon, the same morning you left, and we both almost fought him because we thought he did something to you. We really wanted to ask you what was up, but you didn’t want to talk about it and we thought it was something horrible...”
“Mmm... I was ready to stab him, had a place picked out to bury him too.”
“ Fortunately , he told us about what Okazaki and his friends did to you... and I understand why you wanted to hide that,” Keiji said as he went to hold Kenma’s hand, “he reported all of them to the school admins and with his father’s influence, most of them will probably be expelled.”
“That Okazaki asshole got fucked up by Kuroo during the dance, but we kinda missed that for obvious reasons,” Rintaro said, “probably out of the hospital by now though... if he comes back I’ll actually kill him.”
“I don’t want you going to prison for me, Rin,” Kenma replied, “the sentiment is enough.”
“It’s fine, Kuroo will hire the worlds best defense lawyers for me,” Rintaro winked and that got a giggle out of Kenma, “but really, I didn’t know he was that fucked up.”
“I never put it past him, but I guess when it happened for real...” Kenma frowned as Rintaro rubbed his back, “... I just wanted it to end and it felt like it wasn’t... and I was so scared about where it could go... but I’m okay now.”
“Are you really? Or are you just saying that?” Rintaro asked.
Kenma gave a small shrug, “Oikawa helped more than I expected, but I don’t think it’s something I want to think about all the time so...”
“That’s fair.”
There was a brief silence as Kenma was just thankful for his best friends always finding some way to have his back. He loved them so much more than he originally thought... and the very real possibility of their little pack being torn apart was something he pushed way into the depths of his mind.
“Did you make up for my sake?”
“Sort of,” Keiji confessed, “but... Rin apologized first when we were flying over...”
“I was a giant dick about all of it and after our argument, I realized I never wanted to lose Keiji as my best friend,” Rintaro admitted, “I said some shitty things because I was obsessed with having Osamu and I don’t have any excuses, I fucked up.”
“And you forgave him for it?”
“Not entirely, but I don’t want to throw away our friendship because of an alpha that wasn’t into me anyway,” Keiji lightly sighed, “it still hurts when I think about it, but letting an alpha get between us is stupid.”
“Samu ain’t shit anyway.”
“You say this as if you weren’t texting him before Kenma came home.”
“Never said I wasn’t in love with that alpha.”
That was a relief, it would’ve been intensely awkward to share the dorm room with these two still hating each other. Not to mention if they requested different roommates in their third year? Shit.
“And Motoya? I’m sure he had something to do with all of this.”
Rintaro groaned at the mention of him as Keiji let out a small laugh, “Toya was pissed off because I started dating Osamu and he was all heartbroken, I think he got the screenshots from his cousin’s phone and he wanted to blow my life up.”
“Almost succeeded,” Kenma said.
“I should have never fucked him in the first place,” Rintaro whined, resting his head on Kenma’s shoulder, “I blocked him everywhere, I’m never speaking to him again if I can help it.”
The other two omegas hummed in agreement and Kenma idly realized that he should thank someone else for all his help too...
It was after his friends left, Kenma was freshly showered and ready for a night of raiding... he would just send a quick text.
To Kuroo
Thanks for everything.
I’m sorry I ignored you and all... that.
I was scared to be seen with you, but um... maybe we can talk when we get back?
From Kuroo
Can I call you?
Kenma stares for a moment, surprised by how fast Kuroo responded and how he already knew his answer.
To Kuroo
Yeah
“Hey...”
“Hello,” Kenma pulled his socked feet up on the chair and tucked them under his sweater.
“How’ve you been?” Kuroo was quiet, nervous even.
“Fine, I saw Rin and Keiji today, they explained what you did... reporting them and all...”
“Yeah, yeah... those assholes are getting expelled, including Soseki, it should’ve never gone that far,” Kuroo replied, “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, Kenma. Tooru warned me that I shouldn’t have been fucking around with the both of you, but I thought I had it under control and I didn’t and I can totally understand if you never want to speak to me again... I’ve been trying- no, I am making it right though.”
Kenma was quiet as he took in the alpha’s sincere apology, it’s been weeks since they spoke and his omega is whining for him, alpha, alpha, alpha...want alpha, need alpha.
“I miss you.”
There’s some kind of noise that escapes Kuroo’s throat before he speaks, “I... I miss you too.”
“I’m not mad at you... I don’t hate you... I was scared of what’d happen if Okazaki saw us together, but...” Kenma tugged at a loose thread on his sweater, “I miss you so much, Kuro, I just want to be with you and I don’t care how complicated your life is... I want you .”
“Kitten... fuck, I feel the same, all I want is you, I don’t give a fuck about anyone else,” the determination on Kuroo’s voice had a shiver running down Kenma’s spine, “I wanna see you so badly, wanna touch you and kiss you and... fuck .”
“I’m still a virgin, but I’m okay with that last part.”
The raw growl that came from the other end of the line had Kenma slicking in his boxers, “I’ll take care of you... anything you want, kitten.”
“Maybe we can discuss that more when we’re... um... together?” Kenma’s cheeks were rising in temperature with every word, “I want us to be like... you know...”
“Oh, oh, oh shit I’m sorry,” Kuroo blurted out. “I got really ahead of myself and my alpha uh... anyway , when we’re back on campus I’ll ask you.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
“No one is getting in the way of us, baby,” Kuroo said, “gonna be hard for me to hold back though...”
“Yes, we both know you’re a massive pervert.”
“You too! Don’t act like you’re that innocent babe.”
Kenma was going to melt if Kuroo kept pelting these pet names at him, “we’ll just have to behave... where are you, anyway?”
“California, staying with my sister,” Kuroo replied, “I kinda needed her...”
“I get it, it’s been... a lot.”
Kenma knew he wouldn’t be playing any games tonight, so he logged off and headed over to his bed, ready to talk to Kuroo for as long as time would allow.
As much as Kenma would’ve liked to, he couldn’t hide what happened to him forever from his parents since the school did call them and informed them that the multiple omegas would be punished. He had to reassure them that he was okay and he still wanted to attend, it just so happened that one person had a serious grudge against him... hopefully it was just one person.
He made it back to the academy and was itching to see alpha, his omega was fiending for it, so desperate for a hint of his scent or touch or voice. He nearly dropped his phone when Kuroo texted him to meet outside of his dorm and Kenma never bolted out of his room and down the stairs faster.
Kenma was welcomed with Kuroo’s soft smile towards him as he was standing just a few feet away from the front doors and he probably didn’t expect the tiny omega to bumrush him with a tight hug. However he was able to stay on his feet and crushed his omega with long arms around his waist, along with kisses to his cheeks that Kenma needed, craved more of.
And this was... weirdly easy.
Kenma’s never kissed anyone, but being held by Kuroo and looking into his eyes full of adoration melted away any sort of anxiety he may have over it. His feet touched the ground as Kuroo’s hands went to take his cheeks and leaned down to meet Kenma, his eyes flicking to Kenma’s pink lips.
“Can I?”
It was whispered between them and Kenma honestly thought Kuroo would simply go for it, much like all the romances he’s read, played, and watched over the years. Alphas just took what they wanted, that’s how all that dominance was shown and their strength that could barely be opposed by an average omega.
“Yeah...”
“If I kiss you, it means we’re boyfriends now,” Kuroo’s slight smirk didn’t go unnoticed, making Kenma’s stomach flip, “can’t go doin’ this with anyone else, kitten.”
“I wouldn’t want to.”
“Good.” Kuroo closed the gap, his lips were soft against Kenma’s and he was hoping his own inexperience didn’t show, but Kuroo would understand. He wasn’t like all those alphas Kenma has seen in media, this was... reality, Kuroo was here and Kenma knew he’d be treated right.
“Wanna take you back to my room, don’t have to do anything but...”
“Let’s,” Kenma quickly nodded and Kuroo snickered at how eager his little boyfriend was to take his hand and follow him. Everyone else was ignored on their way to the alpha dorms, then up the stairs to the third floor and down the end of the corridor.
The room was empty and Kenma wondered if his roommates were busy or they just got kicked out for this moment, supposed it didn’t matter when Kuroo pulled Kenma down into the bottom bunk. The memories of them cuddling flash through his mind like they occurred only yesterday, but there was so much time between that... all of it being erased as Kuroo hovered over Kenma and their lips met once again.
Alpha...
Being accepted into alpha’s den had his omega squealing, finally getting to be surrounded and wrapped up in Kuroo’s pheromones was exciting too. Submission washed through Kenma’s body and he dared not fight it, not when he’s been dreaming and fantasizing of belonging to Kuroo... of having the alpha all to himself.
“I haven’t... I’ve never gone this far...” Kenma softly confessed between their kisses.
“I’m your first kiss?” Kuroo asked, getting a small nod from Kenma, “and... I’ll be your first everything else?”
Kenma only nodded, noting the spike in Kuroo’s scent as he proceeded just what this meant, “I’ve only wanted to do this stuff with you... I’ve never felt like that with anyone else...”
“Kenma...” Kuroo kissed along his jawline, “you aren’t just saying this to get me riled up, are you? I’m already having to hold back.”
“Course not,” Kenma pouted, “I just think you should know... in case maybe you wanted someone with more... experience.”
“I want you , baby, I love you,” Kuroo brushed his fingers through Kenma’s blond hair, “it’s not just about sex, okay? We’ll go at your pace.”
“... okay,” the affection bloomed in Kenma’s chest at how Kuroo looked down at him and how gentle his smile was, “I’m... nervous I guess, new to all of this... don’t wanna bore you.”
“You won’t, if anything I’ll have fun getting to know all about my shy baby,” Kuroo purred, “focus on me, only me, no one else matters.”
Kenma could do that...
He curled his fingers around the back of Kuroo’s neck and pulled him in for another kiss, one that wasn’t broken by Kenma’s underlying insecurities. He followed Kuroo’s lead when it came to this and soon parted his lips for the alpha to dip his tongue into it.
All the troubles, all the doubts, all the issues that Kenma may have had evaporated in the moment of them being tangled together in Kuroo’s bed. He liked how heavy Kuroo was on top of him, liked the feeling of the alpha laying between his spread legs, liked how safe he felt with alpha so close.
It was all new to him, radically different from snuggling up with his best friends... like he couldn’t deny their inherent attractiveness and sometimes his mind wandered, but with Kuroo his body was seeking more . Kuroo’s hand drifted to his waist, staying on top of his shirt and his lips descended down to kiss along the column of his neck, obviously wanting to suck in a mark there.
Mate alpha!
Kenma soundly ignored that thought as his fingers threaded through messy hair and he still couldn’t believe it, he was with Kuroo. His feelings never tempered since the first time they laid eyes on each other, they only grew as the months passed and not even distance could stunt them.
“I love you too...”
“Kenma~” Kuroo kissed the hickey he left on the omega’s neck and pushed back up to capture his lips. Kenma knew deep down within himself that it was true, that maybe... he experienced love at first sight much like his father. No alpha, no omega, no person gripped Kenma’s heart like Kuroo did, no matter the confession or how hot they were or whatever...
No one would knock Kuroo off of his pedestal.
That’s how they spent their afternoon together, refusing to leave Kuroo’s bed and remaining entwined with their limbs and swollen lips. The alpha didn’t press Kenma any further than he wanted and seemed delighted just to have omega in his arms after everything that occurred.
“I like this.”
“Yeah?” Kuroo had shifted to his side with Kenma’s back facing the wall, “I like this too.”
“I get why Rintaro is always kissing alphas...” Kenma murmured as his cheeks heat up and Kuroo grins, “it’s addictive.”
“I’m pretty fuckin’ good at what I do,” Kuroo squeezed Kenma’s waist as their eyes remained locked, “I just wanna make it good for you, have you only looking at me.”
“Possessive...” Kenma curls his fingers in Kuroo’s shirt and leans forward to kiss him, “scary though... kind of... I don’t know how to be a boyfriend.”
“It’s like being friends, but we get to hold hands and make out and flirt and...” Kuroo’s warm finger slipped under Kenma’s shirt, touching his skin, “more, so much more.”
Kenma hid his face in Kuroo’s chest as fingers traced along his lower back, just the mere implication of what those hands could do to him in the future had him so shy. Feeling Kuroo’s steady heartbeat and breathing in his comforting scent had Kenma more relaxed than he’s ever felt in weeks.
Would he be ready sooner than he thought?
“If you’re naked, put your clothes on, Tettsun!”
That’s all the warning the new couple received before Oikawa was barging in seconds later with Matsukawa lingering in the doorway, “oh, that’s boring.”
“No free show for you, pervert.”
“I still have the rest of the semester, love!”
Kuroo huffed as Kenma peeked over to see Oikawa digging through his drawers for something, “dinner will be soon, are you joining us or starving?”
Yeah, Kenma was reminded of his hunger as soon as Oikawa mentioned it and his alpha was all pouty since they’d need to leave. He did hand Kenma one of his hoodies before they left the dorm room and Kenma noticed Oikawa and Matsukawa linking hands as they headed towards the elevator.
Are they dating? Were they always like that?
Kenma’s thoughts lingered as they walked to the cafeteria and it was his first time sitting with the third years, he felt a bit out of place compared to them until Bokuto was dragging Keiji over. Then Rintaro plopped himself in with Osamu by his side because who was going to tell him to fuck off? No one.
Kuroo didn’t care either way as long as he was touching Kenma somehow, be it holding hands or squeezing his thigh or resting a hand on his lower back. Kenma was understanding it now... he’d witnessed this behavior when Rintaro was all over Osamu and thought it was just being obnoxious.
But now...
He really liked this .
“Eat.”
Kenma scrunches his nose as Kuroo attempts to feed him a clump of rice with chopsticks, he almost says he’s not a five year old, however... he just takes what he’s given and Kuroo has the cutest smile. Ah, how is Kenma to survive this?
Going from avoiding Kuroo to having the alpha worm his way into every faucet of Kenma’s life was... interesting. There were the good morning texts, how Kuroo always wanted to see Kenma during their breaks, how late into the afternoon Kuroo would drop by their dorm room like a puppy just to see his boyfriend.
Kenma went to his swim meets, Kuroo would volunteer to be a photography subject. Kenma asked for a video game and Kuroo would buy out his wishlist. Kenma would ask for snuggle time and Kuroo would take it as an excuse to use his omega as a body pillow.
Kenma got it, he really did, this is why people were so obsessed with finding the right mate and having that in Kuroo... he felt so spoiled. Rintaro would tease him from time to time, even though he was just as bad with Osamu, but Kenma didn’t care since he could be so indulgent in his relationship with Kuroo.
Then there was Bokuto who was currently screaming his head off as Keiji hit the bullseye for this archery competition. Everyone, I mean everyone , on campus knew Bokuto was dating Keiji because he never shut up about his omega and always posted all over social media about him.
If Keiji had any doubts about Bokuto only wanting him for one thing... well.
Both Keiji and Kiyoomi qualified for the national competition by the end of it, along with Iizuna who Kenma didn’t know much about. Congratulations were had and Kenma was sure they’d all get something together, but Atsumu left shortly after speaking to Kiyoomi and the trio of omegas were very... curious.
“What’s going on with you two?” Of course Rintaro didn’t spare any words.
“... It’s complicated.”
“And?”
Kiyoomi looked between the three, as well as the very nosey alpha hanging off of Keiji, “We can talk about it at the dorm...”
“Is this an omega thing?” Bokuto asked and Keiji kissed his cheek before telling him yes, “ fine , I’ll see you later tonight though, we have to celebrate!”
In all honesty, Kenma was too consumed in his relationship with Kuroo to really notice whatever was going on with Kiyoomi. He did get confirmation that Oikawa and Matsukawa had been a thing for a few months now, despite the both of them being alphas.
Uncommon, but as long as the alphas didn’t try literally killing each other, Kenma figured it could work somehow.
Kiyoomi was pulled right into their dorm room and the omega absolutely looked like he’d rather be somewhere else, “we got into a huge fight because I might have gotten a little too... jealous... and we weren’t really dating in the first place, but... I don’t know, it was fucking stupid.”
“Jealous of who?” Keiji asked.
Kiyoomi dug out his phone from his pocket and quickly tapped through to show them a picture from instagram, “you can’t laugh at me, but... look at how Hinata is sitting on his lap, wouldn’t you assume they’re doing shit too?”
“Well...” Rintaro remarked as all three observed, Hinata was definitely sitting on Atsumu’s thigh and there was an arm wrapped around his waist, “... why were you so jealous?”
“Do I need to spell it out?”
“Apparently, I mean, if you’re just friends this shouldn’t make you angry,” kenma chimed in as Kiyoomi’s frown only grew deeper.
“We... we did some things together,” Kiyoomi confessed, “I’m not getting into the details of that, but I thought there was an understanding between us.”
“An understanding,” Rintaro said, “literally every single omega on this campus is dying to fuck Atsumu and you think he’s not going to hit up some random pussy if he’s not tied down? Please.”
“He’s not like that,” Kiyoomi quickly snapped, “or I didn’t think he was, he’s just been hanging out with Hinata all the fucking time and it’s driving me insane and I might have told him to choose between me or Hinata...”
“Oh...” all three omegas said.
“And now he thinks I only want him because of Hinata and it’s not like that,” Kiyoomi groaned as he sat on the foot of Keiji’s bed, “I was just scared... it was easier without a label.”
“So do you like him?” Keiji asked, “yes or no?”
“... yes.”
“Then go get him, it’s not as difficult as you’re making it seem,” Keiji replied, “he might need some convincing, but no point in taking it lying down.”
“Woah, Keiji with the sensible advice,” Rintaro grinned as he slipped an arm over Keiji’s shoulder, “my baby has grown so much.”
“Shut up...”
“He’s right though, go after your man before the chibi steals him,” Rintaro said, “and if he rejects you, I’ll let you borrow Osamu for a night.”
Kenma expected Kiyoomi to roll his eyes, but the scoff followed by a giggle was a pleasant surprise, “mmm... he still showed up to watch you, so he’s probably not that mad.”
“True...” Kiyoomi seemed to fill with determination as he balled his fists against his thighs, “I’ll make him my alpha.”
“Hell yeah, collar and leash him,” Rintaro grinned.
Collar...
“Isn’t it the other way around?” Kenma asked from the spot in his bed.
“Probably, but something about Samu wearing a collar really gets me going~”
Kuroo with a collar... Kuroo buying him a collar and putting it on him... Kenma sinks deeper into his cocoon as his omega howls from being owned. His thoughts are only swayed by Keiji telling them he needed to go and Rintaro inviting Kenma for some plotting to help Kiyoomi.
More like moral support, but you know.
“Rin?” Keiji broke the silence in their nest, “what was your first time like?”
Kenma was immediately interested, but he was busy trying to keep this full combo so he couldn’t look away from his phone.
“I haven’t told you?” There was a hint of amusement on Rintaro’s tone as Keiji answered nope , “ah... it was with an alpha I dated for a couple months, I kinda just decided I was ready since he kept talking about what he wanted to do to me and... you know, did you want the details?”
“Uh... not exactly... I was just curious how it went for you...”
“It was good, like... he knew what he was doing,” Rintaro said as Kenma hit that full combo and his thumb could get a brief rest. They were all close together with a ring of pillows and their legs touching in the middle, Keiji certainly wasn’t paying attention to whatever he was reading now.
“He made sure it didn’t hurt... and he listened to me, mostly... and... I wouldn’t say it was the greatest sex ever, but it happened,” Rintaro said, “I don’t think about it that often since he dumped me like three months later, turns out it’s kind of weird to fuck a fourteen year old when you’re twenty.”
“What?!” Both Keiji and Kenma blurted out.
“Yeah... we met at a party and he gave me his number, I was enamored because he was an older guy and on the university volleyball team,” Rintaro continued, “I wanna say he wasn’t like, weird , but thinking about it... pretty fuckin’ weird of him, but he was nice, nicer than some other alphas I’ve hooked up with.”
“Woah, I don’t think I could do that with someone that much older than me,” Keiji said, “I mean, I’m still too shy to do it with Koutarou...”
“Are you shy or is it all that built in omega shame?”
“... both, probably more shame,” Keiji sighed, “you know my mothers raised me in a very particular way... sex is supposed to be cherished and ultra meaningful... and breeding purposes.”
“Do you wanna be fucked by Bokuto?” Kenma asked as he went to select another song to play, “just do it if you think you’re ready.”
“I don’t...” Keiji hid his face in his hands, “I don’t even masturbate, how can I be ready for sex?”
“Your self control is admirable,” Rintaro moved only to crawl over to his chest full with his heat toys... that Kenma may have broken down and finally asked him about, “you’ve never touched yourself, ever?”
“A few times... but I always felt bad about it,” Keiji quietly admitted, “and... I let Osamu um... finger me once and I wasn’t into it at all, but I really want Kou to do things to me, it’s just...”
“You have to break down that wall, Keiji,” Rintaro tossed over a dildo that Keiji flinched away from, “ask Bokuto to help you out, he might be a little rambunctious, but I think he’s willing to teach you.”
“But it’s embarrassing,” Keiji’s pout is simply adorable as he reaches out for the purple dildo, “... but I guess I have to, huh?”
“You don’t have to do anything, you can be a virgin for your entire life, you don’t need sex to live,” Rintaro sounded a bit more serious than Kenma’s ever heard him, “however, if you want to have a healthy sex life with your alpha, you need to get over your fears and whatever your parents put in your head.”
“Yeah...” Keiji gulped as Rintaro reclaimed his spot just across from him, “I need to stop overthinking it and just... let Bokuto take the lead...”
“Exactly, I’d offer my help, but that might get awkward,” Rintaro glanced over at Kenma, “you need a pep talk too or you good?”
“Uh... I’m fine, I’ve... been shy about it too, but I think I’ll ask Kuro this weekend,” Kenma said, “I really want to... and I know he’ll be good to me.”
“We can both lose our virginity this weekend,” Keiji joked as Kenma lightly shrugged, “... not a bad idea.”
“Best friends who get knotted together, stay together?”
That just got a laugh out of Rintaro and Keiji while Kenma smiled to himself and went to text Kuroo before he could back out of this.
To Boyfriend 💞
Are you busy on Saturday night?
From Boyfriend 💞
Uhhhhhhhh
Prob not
Might be a party Tooru and Kou will wanna drag me to but I can ditch them for you baby
To Boyfriend 💞
I wanna do it
Have sex that is
From Boyfriend 💞
Lksdjfkshfkjhsjshgjks
Fdlksjsz
Klsjglkgjkldfx
OKAY
YEAH
LETS
Shit
Do you wanna do it my room? Yours? My den? A hotel? Anywhere you want
To Boyfriend 💞
You’re the alpha
You pick
From Boyfriend 💞
Lazy shit
But okay
Promise it’ll be amazing baby <3333
Wait
Oh my god Kou just burst in here saying Keiji wants to lose it too?
Was this planned...
To Boyfriend 💞
We’re nesting right now so idk maybe
From Boyfriend 💞
Kitten
Ifdhgjdfkghjfkx
The image of you two cuddling 💖💖💖💖💖💖
To Boyfriend 💞
[IMG SENT]
From Boyfriend 💞
JKDFHSFKDSHKGJSGS KENMAAAAAAAAAAA
Hi Suna
BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
YOU’RE SO CUTE
One day I wanna see your nest irl 🥺🥺🥺
But okay okay
Let me plan this
Ugh it’s gonna be good so good
To Boyfriend 💞
Don’t do anything weird....
Remember our first kiss and... stuff?
I liked that vibe
Probably would’ve let you fuck me then if I wasn’t so nervous
From Boyfriend 💞
YOU’RE
GONNA
KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEE
MY ALPHA IS GOING FUCKING INSANE RN RN RNNNNNNNNNN
Tooru is asking what is wrong w/ both of us
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I love you!!!
To Boyfriend 💞
I love you too <3
Kenma was a bit of a nervous wreck on the ride to the lake resort as Kuroo had reserved a room for the weekend and every expectation was swirling in the omega’s head. Rintaro told him to forget everything that he knew about sex and just trust in Kuroo to lead the way. That wasn’t difficult to do in the slightest, but this was still Kuroo Tetsurou , the love of his life and someone so special to Kenma that he’d rather throw himself onto a set of train tracks than embarrass himself in this moment.
Kuroo was all cool confidence as he picked up Kenma from his dorm and led him to his car that was sitting in the parking lot. The drive wasn’t too long as Kenma mostly had views of the woods that lined the winding, dark road and seeing the resort gave him relief rather than a spike in anxiety.
It was happening, he was going to give himself fully to his boyfriend and there wasn’t a single hint of doubt in his bones about it. They checked in and Kenma recognized a few fellow faces from his past coworkers, but he wasn’t too worried about what they’d possibly think because it was all too obvious why he was here.
The rooms sat on the edge of the lake and while Kenma took in the views from time to time while cleaning up, he usually didn’t care enough to really appreciate it. The elevator ticked higher and higher, faintly reminding Kenma of Kuroo’s massive wealth and of course he’d pay for the penthouse suite.
All for two nights.
Did Kenma deserve to be spoiled like this? The question lingered as he certainly wasn’t one of those... desired omegas, one that properly fit Kuroo’s side. Keiji for example, he was gorgeous, trained to be a demure and obedient omega, came from a stellar family... the thought of those two together was... interesting.
“Soooo... we can eat, maybe watch something, ease into it...” Kuroo took Kenma’s waist from behind as Kenma was glancing out of the tall window that overlooked the quiet lake. They’d taken a number of walks by that same lake and someone took pictures to show... argh , let’s not go back to that.
“How about you just tell me what to do and I’ll go with it?”
Kuroo snorted behind him, squeezing his waist a little tighter, “that it? You wanna be a submissive, pretty omega?”
His deep, seductive voice sent a pleasure shiver up Kenma’s spine, “I can do that, I’ll order you around and the fate of your orgasm is in my hands~”
“Kuro...”
“Tetsurou, say my name when we’re about to fuck, kitten,” Kuroo kissed the shell of his ear, “you really want me in charge? Don’t have anything in mind you want me to do for you, to you?”
“Um...” Kenma’s brain was becoming scrambled as Kuroo’s scent filled his nose and the heat between his legs was spreading, that hadn’t even done anything, “I’m really okay with anything... I trust you.”
“You have no idea how happy that makes me, love,” Kuroo kissed along his neck next, hands finding their way under Kenma’s shirt to feel his skin. They hadn’t done more than making out and grinding on each other since getting together, Kenma knew that his alpha was holding back big time.
And he shouldn’t anymore, not for this night.
“Come with me, then.”
Kenma took Kuroo’s hand and followed him towards the loft that was upstairs, there were rose petals on the wooden floor and all over the sheets, along with candles to set the romantic tone. Kenma almost wanted to hide behind Kuroo because of how mature this all felt, Rintaro had such a casual attitude about sex that Kenma tried to adopt the same mentality through the week leading up to it.
The alpha had the softest smile as he encouraged Kenma to the bed and took him in a sweet kiss, steadily making Kenma’s worries melt away. The backs of his knees hit the bed and Kuroo’s hand on his shoulder pressed him down onto the cover, Kenma was too willing to submit to him.
“Tell me if it’s too much, okay? This night is about you, not me trying to bust a knot immediately in you.”
Kenma giggled at that as Kuroo kissed the corner of his mouth, “I will... I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”
Kenma’s clothing was removed as Kuroo’s hands explored, soon leaving him in just a pair of red lace panties and socks. The alpha openly stared at the fabric hugging his hips, the small bulge formed by Kenma’s hard omega cock and the damp spot of slick already there.
“You put these on for me?”
Kenma could only nod, his words caught up in his throat as Kuroo traced a finger along the waistband. He then leaned in to give Kenma more kisses, possessive in nature as he claimed Kenma’s mouth and grabbed his ass, the only person who had touched the omega in such a lewd manner.
His mouth trails down Kenma’s neck, his collarbones, and onto his flat tits to run his tongue along a cute nipple. Kenma knew he had sensitive nipples from his own times alone... but seeing alpha circle the nub with his long tongue and latch his lips onto it had his little cock straining in his panties.
Kuroo’s hand kept squeezing and groping his ass, definitely something he’s wanted to do for weeks now... or months. Was it the same for Kuroo, did he fall for Kenma in the airport on that fateful day? Those curious eyes in the past, filled with a filthy lust now as he went to suck hickeys onto Kenma’s skin.
“M-more...”
“What, you like me marking you up?”
Kenma quickly nodded as he could see the canines in that feral grin before Kuroo took that as consent to just bite his chest. The omega let out a small yelp, but Kuroo licked the teeth marks as their eyes met and oh god , his pussy was gushing with slick.
“Oh, I can smell it baby,” Kuroo mused, his lips going to Kenma’s shoulder while his hand finally pushed into his panties to feel how wet the omega was, “turns you on real bad, huh?”
Another bite and Kenma’s moan filled the air, his slick dripping onto slender fingers that barely touched his hole. Kenma didn’t think he’d ever be into an alpha chewing him up, but at this rate he craved for more, he needed Kuroo’s teeth sinking into every inch of exposed skin.
“If anyone saw you, they’d all know that you belong to me,” Kuroo went back down to his collarbones, wanting to litter Kenma in hickeys and bites, “you’re my cute omega, I’m the only man getting you this wet and needy for it.”
“Tetsurou...” Kenma wanted to close his legs as one finger prodded, pressed inside of his warm core, but the alpha was right between them. Kuroo definitely felt those thighs touching his sides, but that didn’t stop him as that lone finger delved deeper into him and his mouth refused to leave Kenma’s body.
“Thought about doing this for so long, needed to mark you up, all mine,” The determination on Kuroo’s tone just made a new wave of heat swell in Kenma’s pussy, was this what he desired all along? Kuroo’s attention was back on his nipples, taking the neglected one into his mouth this time as Kenma pushed a hand into his hair.
Should this be making him so horny? He doesn’t even have a cock inside him yet and he feels like he’s on the edge, it’s so intense when he’s not doing it to himself. That sole finger was joined by a second one and Kuroo sucking his tits in earnest, those lidded hazel eyes were too much to turn away from.
“I’m gonna... I’ll cum if you don’t stop...” Kenma whined, the words burned his tongue as they left his mouth and that only made Kuroo pump his fingers faster. The wet sound of his pussy being finger fucked should probably drive him further in his embarrassment, but he couldn’t help spreading his legs more, inviting something bigger to fill him up.
His climax rocked through him as he nearly cried Kuroo’s name and gripped onto his hair, it was so much, he couldn’t stop it if he tried.
“Good omega, that’s a good boy,” Kuroo praised him, his fingers soaking with slick as the panties were dripping in it, “my sensitive baby, forgot how easy virgins can be.”
“... don’t tease me.”
“I’m not, promise,” Kuroo leaned up to kiss his round, rosy cheeks as he withdrew his fingers, “I’d be more offended if you didn’t come quickly... it’s my job to make ya feel good as possible.”
“Alpha...” Kenma demanded a kiss and got one, although he wasn’t a fan of how empty his hole was now, but Kuroo on top of him... nice. His omega purred with satisfaction, making it hard for Kuroo to move away when he wanted to devour those swollen lips and swallow down his sweet moans.
“All good for you, kitten?”
“Yeah...”
Kuroo hummed in content as he shuffled down, lips kissing along his rib cage, his tummy, his tiny little waist. Kenma lifted his hips as Kuroo tugged off the soaked panties and a curse slipped from his lips as alpha shoved his nose in them, only to lick his slick too. There was a smile on the corner of Kuroo’s lips as he could smell the arousal on Kenma’s cinnamon scent from the obscene display, he was hungry for Kenma’s slick and didn’t want to waste a drop.
And seeing him duck down to fit his mouth right... right there so his hot breath tickled that glistening pussy, Kenma wanted to hide his face.
“Don’t you dare think of looking away from your alpha, sweetheart.” The commanding tone on Kuroo’s voice, the way he squeezed Kenma’s thighs and sent his omega a sly wink. Kenma wasn’t sure if he’d survive this night, no, if he would survive Kuroo eating out his virgin pussy.
His tongue was warm, so obviously skilled as he ran it up Kenma’s hole and onto his clit, giving it a few kitten licks that had Kenma nearly snapping his legs shut again. But strong, huge hands forced them open as that damned tongue had the omega squirming for it. It was a brand new sensation, one that he’s heard described by Rintaro and a few other omega friends, but experiencing it himself had his mind blown.
He wanted to cover his mouth to restrain his moans, but one firm stare from his alpha just had his hand reaching for the sheets instead. He rocked his small hips downwards against Kuroo’s tongue, telling him not to stop as he sucked on his swollen clit and enough slick drooled from his cunt to puddle below his ass.
“Empty... don’t wanna be empty, Tetsu.”
That was soundly answered with three fingers pounding into his tight, needy pussy as Kenma whined from the stretch, but he was full again. His hand scrambled to grab Kuroo’s hair again as that mouth was on his clit again and the alpha groaned like he was getting fucked in the moment.
Alpha loves us...
It wasn’t long before Kenma was fucking down his hand and another orgasm swept through his tiny body. Kuroo was more than ecstatic to lick and slurp it all up, he made omega come hard just like this.
“Again,” Kuroo popped his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean as Kenma saw that feral gaze, however it didn’t scare him... excitement ran through his veins.
“That was... um...” Kenma’s cheeks were practically on fire as Kuroo’s grin was all too knowing, “... great.”
“I’ve always had a talent for eating pussy,” Kuroo licked his lips before he dove back in, “one of my favorite things to do with my beautiful omega.”
Oh, oh , Kenma learned that quite fast as his legs were hoisted over Kuroo’s broad shoulders and his mouth was working again. He was at alpha’s mercy and found that he was a huge fan of it, just laying here and allowing Kuroo to do anything he pleased, as long as Kenma got to feel that orgasmic high.
And the noises Kuroo made, his groans and moaning and growling as he pushed Kenma over the edge again and again , like he was the one being serviced. His addiction to Kenma’s cunt was forming tonight and kenma didn’t want him to stop, god he was solely in love with that damn mouth.
Fingers too, they had their part in hitting Kenma’s sweet spot and curling inside of him at the right time and really making sure Kenma didn’t cry about being empty. Kenma just knows this is all he’ll think about when they’re out of here and his eyes fall on Kuroo’s hands.
“Pretty angel...” Kuroo mused, he surged up to kiss his boyfriend who felt absolutely boneless, but he loved tasting himself, “did you wanna stop? We can go again in the morning if you’re too overwhelmed.”
Kenma did feel fucked out, Kuroo coaxed enough orgasms out of him that his body felt like jelly and his pussy was so sensitive... but still aching for that one thing...
“Want this,” Kenma’s hand slid between them, going to grope the hard line in his pants, “please, alpha...”
“Fuck...” Kuroo hissed as that small hand stroked him and wide golden eyes looked up at him, how could he resist any longer? He only pulled away to undress himself, revealing his hard cock as it bounced against his toned stomach and Kenma wondered how did all that fit into a fucking speedo?
“Mmm...” Kuroo gave himself a few lazy strokes as he contemplated on how he wanted Kenma, but just moved forward to take him like this. Kenma looking so darling on his back, mussed blond hair on the pillow, slick cunt hungry for alpha cock.
“So tiny...” Kuroo uttered as he slid his cock against Kenma’s folds, “but I’ll make it fit.”
“Yes, I need it so badly, it’s all I’ve been wanting, please please please .”
“Relax sweetheart, daddy’s got you,” Kuroo reached over to dig through the drawer to nab a condom, “ain’t on suppressants, right?”
“... right.”
“Almost forgot,” Kuroo smirked as he went to tear open and rolled on the condom, “now we’re good, I won’t stop once I start, Kenma.”
“From how you just spent the last... I don’t know, hour, eating me out... you don’t need to say that...”
“Got me there sweet thing.”
Sticking his tongue out shouldn’t be so cute in the moment, but Kenma was quickly distracted by hands on his hips and the blunt feeling of Kuroo entering him. Bigger than his hands for sure, but... Kenma knew he could take it, his alpha prepared him thoroughly.
“Love you, baby.” Kuroo softly said as his hips were flush with Kenma’s ass, “love you so much, you’re so fucking tight ... made for me.”
“Tetsurou, Tetsu...” Kenma didn’t know what to say, just dug his nails in Kuroo’s back as he set a steady pace and all of Kenma’s nasty fantasies came true. Every time he fingered himself deep into the night, every time he pushed a toy into himself...
All those heats spent begging for alpha.
He wouldn’t be stuck longing when Kuroo was right here, giving him everything he ever needed just with his massive cock alone. Kuroo babbled with praise as he picked up speed and fucked into his omega, Kenma was happy taking it all, being used for alpha’s pleasure.
“Mine, mine, mine,” Kenma cried, his legs wrapping around Kuroo’s waist and his ankles locking, “you’re my alpha, mine .”
“All yours baby, this cock belongs to you , I’ll fuck you however you want,” Kuroo growled in his ear, Kenma felt that knot expanding against his walls, “say it and you got it, god I love this pussy.”
“Daddy...” Kenma moans as he clenches down on this fat knot swelling, “knot me, wanna be together!”
“Kenma, fuck ,” That was enough to drive the alpha mad, his thrusts hitting harder and bouncing Kenma on the bed. He hangs onto Kuroo’s back, scratching into his skin as that knot makes him so full, more than he’s ever been in his life. His name is on Kuroo’s tongue as his orgasm crashes through him, all this edging himself and he’s busting into that condom.
Big...
Kuroo peppers kisses all over Kenma’s face as he slows his thrusts, but his cock is still spurting cum that should be breeding his omega. Kenma was truly worn out now, all that hard work he did in getting railed by his boyfriend... ugh, tough for a pillow princess.
“Can I fuck you again?”
“Right... now?”
“... yeah, I’m... my alpha is losing it, baby.”
Kenma blinks up and there’s no way he’s rejecting his handsome alpha, “is it... safe with the knot...?”
“Mmm... I know what I’m doing, cutie,” Kuroo captured his lips and Kenma gasped as the knot was already deflating, “just give me a sec to change the condom.”
“Okay...” Kenma nodded, “I didn’t know alphas could... do that.”
“You’re about to learn so much about alpha cock, ya might get sick of it.”
“Impossible,” Kenma blurted out, that only made Kuroo smirk wider.
And well... it was true.
Kenma figured out over the weekend that he was also desperately in love with Kuroo’s cock and earned himself the title of being his favorite cockslut. He was fucked on all fours, in Kuroo’s lap, against the window, in the shower, and of course, his pretty mouth was ravaged by that dick.
Kenma didn’t want to stop, like at all.
But they had to check out eventually and head back to campus... however Kenma was on a high from Kuroo’s pheromones and the sore ache in his pussy. Alpha knew how to fuck him, alright?
Naturally Rintaro was curious for details, but Kenma waited until Keiji had gotten back too, apparently Bokuto got them a place closer to the city. It’s the longest their group chat had been dead since first meeting each other last year.
“Well?” Rintaro asked as Keiji looked between his two nosey best friends.
“We didn’t quite... go all the way, but...” A bright red blush was on his cheeks, “... he’s very good with his fingers... and tongue.”
“Good enough.”
High fives were exchanged and now Kenma had to tell them the dirty details.
Taking the plunge was easier than Kenma expected... it was Rintaro who was most stubborn about it. Maybe because Tetsurou was in the water below, yelling at Kenma to jump and his omega wanted to please alpha, to impress his alpha. There was still a dash of fear as his toes touched the wet, bare rocks that made up the top of the raging waterfall, but Tetsurou’s encouragement was an invisible hand that pushed him.
Thus bringing Keiji and Rintaro with him on the dive down and into the cool water, loud splashes marking their landing. It’s not at all what Kenma planned for when he woke up this morning, however Bokuto was going on about showing them a super secret hideaway in the forest.
Only the ‘cool kids’ knew about this.
It made sense the longer they walked through the woods and along the river, Kenma almost demanded just how much longer they had to go. Yet they finally arrived somewhere in the late morning and Kenma was admittedly impressed by the view of the waterfall and all the forestation around them.
There was zero fucking chance Kiyoomi was touching that lake, but Atsumu was with them and those two were lovesick puppies who couldn’t be too far apart. Hinata was bouncing around, quite literally, as Bokuto puffed up with pride from showing off to his tiny kouhai. His other friends had been dragged along too, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, and that tall blond who shared his hatred of nature with Kiyoomi... Tsukishima?
It felt as if Bokuto invited everyone today though, exams were in a week and it was an excuse to fuck around before everyone was swamped and then graduation would be swiftly afterwards. Kenma didn’t want to dwell on that, not today when he was looking especially cute in his red bikini that Tetsurou was absolutely obsessed with the moment he pulled off his shirt.
Keiji had a matching one piece while Rintaro went with swim trunks, always color coordinated to the very end. Tetsurou swam over his omega and scooped him up, excited that he jumped and now he wanted to go jump again with Kenma. You give an alpha an inch and they wanna take the entire mile... but who was Kenma to say no to that pretty face.
Climbing the rocks was annoying and Tetsurou had the stupid advantage of his long ass limbs, however he helped his omega up along the way and they kissed just before leaping off. Kenma would allow for one more... maybe... before he plopped down in the grass to distance himself from all the commotion and chaos that came with all these teenagers in one place.
Iwaizumi was attempting to drown Oikawa, Ushijima tossed Suga into the water (he probably deserved that) and Motoya was... huh , Motoya was brave enough to approach Rintaro. He was most definitely going to ask Rintaro about that later, but for now he spread out his towel and dug through Tetsurou’s bag for his DS, mean alpha who keeps stealing his consoles.
Just a few minutes passed before Kiyoomi made a place by him, Kenma had chosen some good shade and there was little chance of splashback as the alphas began to get rowdy. First it was a jumping competition then a splashing war then real wrestling or whatever because no one could keep their aggression in check and it was only a matter of time before Bokuto was trying to fight Ushijima or Aran.
Alphas.
Rintaro waltzed over with Keiji, arm in arm and giggling as Kenma saw Osamu dragged back into the water by Matsukawa.
“Wanna smoke?” Rintaro asked as every omega was down for it, “your cousin has balls, Kiyo.”
“I’m assuming your conversation went well?”
“He apologized for all that weird stalker shit, I apologized for leading him on,” Rintaro went for his bag that was leaning up against the tree, “we’re kinda good... happy he’s fucking Akagi now so that I don’t have to worry about him still being obsessed with me.”
“Yep... he definitely understands now,” Kiyoomi replied with a small huff.
“People fall for me so easily, I’m a menace.”
Rintaro had already rolled these joints with Kenma yesterday and there was something about doing that in their dorm room that still amused Kenma greatly. All the rules they’d flat out broken as second years... no drugs, staying out past curfew, letting alphas in their dorm past a certain time. Seems if you knew the right third years, you could get away with anything.
You know, namely the student council president.
They had all day to mess about out here and Kenma wouldn’t be shocked if some other fellow classmates wandered in this direction. He’d mentioned it to Shouhei and Tora, but they had a double date planned with their girlfriends... yet they still might end up coming.
Kenma... liked it.
All of his friends were around in one place in comparison to his first year when he only had Keiji and Rintaro to talk with. Tetsurou teased him about being popular too and Kenma hated the sound of it, just because everyone he knew had some high social status on campus. He mostly just wanted to be left alone and doing his own thing...
“Assholes,” Osamu huffed, finally escaping the claws of all those pumped up alphas as Rintaro couldn’t stop laughing, “gimme.”
“Open up, baby.”
Rintaro practically pulled Osamu into his lap before blowing the smoke into his mouth and Kenma would love to pretend that he wasn’t into that on some... level. He’ll blame the weed. No way Tetsurou would be interested in letting Rintaro get his hands on him anyway, he’s too possessive and gets mean when he’s territorial.
... ugh, sexy.
Perhaps Tetsurou read his mind as he came over too, Bokuto hanging off of him as they were soaking wet with their hair down and muscles on display. Tetsurou sought out his little omega with kisses and plucked the joint right from his fingers, taking a hit for himself as Kenma watched.
Alpha... fuck he’s so hot.
“Missed you.”
“You were the one being a knothead,” Kenma curled his finger into the silver chain around Tetsurou’s neck, pulling him closer, “wanna be all macho instead of paying attention to me.”
“As if it doesn’t turn you on,” Tetsurou uttered before their lips met and Kenma felt a big hand on his thigh. He usually tried not to be this bold with affection, but the weed was hitting and Tetsurou looked like a fucking sex god and... this was his alpha, his boyfriend.
“Want me to fuck you right here?” Tetsurou whispered in his ear, hand sliding up further, “make ‘em all see how I fuck and knot you?”
“Pervert...”
“You love it.”
Kenma does and if Tetsurou keeps looking at him in that way... nope . Oikawa declared that he was hungry as shit and lunch had dawned on them all. Everyone paired off as they ate and Kenma was happy snuggling close to his alpha as conversations went on around him.
“Still can’t believe you wore a bikini... testing me,” Tetsurou’s hand was warm on Kenma’s side, thumb grazing along the red string of his top.
“I can put my shirt back on, hoodie too.”
“Don’t.”
Every once in a while, the firm tone of Tetsurou’s voice had Kenma wondering just how he’d be like to hear an alpha command from his boyfriend. He trusts that Tetsurou would never use one on him non consensually... but if Kenma asked for it?
His mind always goes straight to the gutter when weed and Tetsurou are involved...
He could behave until they were alone. Probably.
Graduation was a happy and somber affair, Kenma didn’t want to waste the night moping because Tetsurou would be gone soon. He still had his plan of avoiding his parents and everything they wanted to hoist on him after he graduated, would probably stay with his sister until Kenma was out of school too.
He could push aside all his negative feelings as he climbed on Tetsurou’s lap and they kissed, something full of an unspoken passion. His hands would seek to undo the zipper on Tetsurou’s jeans and he’d cherish the soft moan that his alpha let out as both of his hands wrapped around his hard cock.
Kenma’s tears would be saved for later, the morning... or afternoon after when he’s alone in the shower and the rush of the water can cover up his sobs. For now he indulges in licking Tetsurou’s unmarked scent gland, his hands ushering Tetsurou towards release. He knew his alpha was whiny enough in their day to day life, but hearing him chant Kenma’s name like it was a prayer, like he was on the brink of breaking.
Couldn’t have that, omega needed to do better.
More messy kisses, clothes pulled off, Kenma lining himself over Tetsurou’s cock after rolling the condom on it. He needed to remember this, to hang onto all their good memories as Tetsurou was away... he wouldn’t be so sad then, they were happy together.
Had to mentally record every sound Tetsurou made, feel the imprint of his grip on Kenma’s hips, bury his nose into his neck so he’d never forget what Tetsurou smelled like. Was this enough, would it ever be enough? He latches his lips on the column of his neck, grabs Tetsurou’s hair as he bounces on his cock and sucks in a dark hickey.
He wanted to make it last forever. Every omega should know Tetsurou is taken.
Mate, mate, mate.
Oh is it tempting, just to sink his smaller omega fangs into his scent gland and bond them right at this moment... but the physical pain of being apart would be too much to handle. Tetsurou promised when they were together again... permanently.
Kenma’s shoved back on the bed, Tetsurou immediately on him as his cock drives deep into his cunt, desperate to carve himself in. Their kisses devolve into a sloppy mess, Kenma is holding back, he can feel the burning in his eyes and the threat of tears wanting to spill out.
But he focuses on his alpha being here, right in the present, he’s not gone yet... Kenma can still touch him and kiss him and be fucked senseless by him. They’re so close, if it were possible Kenma would meld with Tetsurou on every physical level so he wouldn’t be alone ever again.
Alone...
Oh, the loneliness he’ll be saddled with once Tetsurou isn’t here... it’s not... it’ll never be the same with anyone else. They can text and call all they want, but Kenma knows that dark pit inside of his chest that longs for alpha... and they weren’t even together at the time. It’ll be so much worse.
“Baby, don’t cry, I’m still here it’s okay.”
Ah shit, that wasn’t supposed to happen until later.
Tetsurou wipes away his tears and slows his pace, Kenma resists the urge to beg for him to stay... knowing it’ll be fruitless. It’s not about getting off or one last night of making love , Kenma just... he seeks the intimacy that’ll be absent for the next year.
He can’t say that, but Tetsurou knows it, he senses it like the good boyfriend he is. It’s slow going really, their kisses are languid and Tetsurou’s thrusts are lazy, but Kenma wants to feel him for as long as time will allow. Taste him, hear him, enjoy him.
He doesn’t say goodbye as their hands are forced to separate, he leaves with a kiss and an I love you before he boards his plane. The same place where Kenma first laid eyes on Tetsurou, where his omega was immediately taken without a single word spoken between them.
One year.
...
...
...
Tetsurou did drop off after the summer, Kenma expected it, but it still hurt nonetheless then he got no responses to his texts and seeing how Tetsurou wiped all his social media. The only way Kenma knew that his boyfriend was still alive was through sporadic updates from Bokuto or Oikawa, but they never said much if only to preserve Tetsurou’s privacy.
His third year went without much incident, there was your typical high school drama and silly shenanigans his friends got into, as well as alphas trying their luck for Kenma’s hand in romance. Bothersome when he didn’t want any part in it, he was loyal to his alpha despite having not spoken to him since last September, surviving only on the hope that once he graduated he’d see Tetsurou again.
Aside from that... he had plans for himself, attending university while building up his streaming channel since video games were a hobby that he’d clearly never lose interest in. He’d get an apartment with Keiji as his best friend strove to chase a career as a novelist, thus pissing off his parents even more in the process, and Rintaro sought to take a year off in Osaka with his mate.
It’d be weird without Rintaro around... weird without all the friends he’d made really, but he wanted to get back home to Tokyo and see his parents. He knew he’d look back fondly on this time in life and wished only for things to go up from there, even if by some chance... Tetsurou still didn’t come back.
He had to be realistic, he couldn’t put all his fat loot into one basket and hoped it all worked out in the end, depending on a single alpha for his happiness was just a disaster in the making. Kenma already proved that he could have a life without Tetsurou and he didn’t mind waiting on him... all through his absence there was never another person who caught Kenma’s eye enough for him to give in.
And maybe he kissed Keiji once because they were both down about being away from their boyfriends, it was a weak moment for him. Bokuto didn’t mind after Keiji told him, he turned into a complete pervert about it actually and Kenma could only deeply sigh.
Alphas.
Graduation night was heavy with drinking, smoking, telling stories about their time at the academy... it was a fun night, hard to be sad when everyone was in high spirits. Kenma was a bit hungover as they went to the airport together and slept the entire flight on Keiji’s shoulder, very comfortable.
Kenma’s parents were there to pick him up, as they always did and he nearly got crushed by their hugs, they were so happy to have their little omega back forever. Keiji usually took the train back alone since his mothers never showed up, but Kenma felt the roil of envy as Bokuto crashed into him and gave him a dozen kisses.
He stamped it down while they were together, especially as Keiji burst out in tears and it was rather rare to see that omega crying over anything unless he was in the middle of a panic attack. Then Bokuto started going on about taking Keiji to see his family and how excited they were to meet him and oh my god, Keiji needed to remember the names of several nieces and nephews.
Ugh, he was such a sweet alpha.
He did scoop up Kenma in a hug once Keiji got himself together and there was no point in fighting it when Bokuto was that huge. They did make their exit from the airport and went off in their separate directions, Kenma’s mother was chatty as always and it was nice just to hear her voice in person as opposed to over the phone.
Kenma was admittedly looking forward to crashing in his childhood bed, unpacking could wait a week or two... or longer. He sent a quick text to their group chat to tell Rintaro they landed and then went off to his text thread with Tetsurou... if only to mention that he was in Tokyo now.
He knew he wouldn’t get a response back, but an omega can hope.
It’s only when they’re pulling up in their neighborhood and Kenma glances up from his phone to see someone standing out by the fence in front of their lawn. He’s offensively tall, his dark hair is stylishly unruly, he’s holding a giant bouquet of flowers... and Kenma’s heart leaps out of his chest as he bolts out from the backseat the moment the car stops.
He’s met with that fond smile for just a second before nearly tackling his boyfriend onto the ground and he’s not sure if he wants to hug him or slap him. Oh, he’s doing that third thing where he bawls into Tetsurou’s chest and causes a very embarrassing scene.
“Babe, baby, I’m so sorry I left, but I promise I’m here to stay now,” Tetsurou tilted Kenma’s chin up, his cheeks stained with ears and his eyes wet, “I never meant to... but I won’t make you cry like this again, fuck.”
“Better not or I’ll cut your dick off.”
“Violent!”
“I can’t believe my son has another alpha in his life,” his mother had a hand on her chest as his father took her by the waist, “he’s growing up so fast, hun.”
“Why are you both acting like you didn’t know?” Kenma glared at his parents, but they only smiled back at him, “I hate you all.”
“It was very difficult to keep a secret,” his father patted his hair, “he only dropped by last week... Suna gave him the address?”
Of course that fucker knew.
Kenma couldn’t be peeved for too long, not when alpha was here and all Kenma wanted to do was drag him upstairs... so he did. Tetsurou also baked an apple pie with his mom for some bonus forgiveness and... Kenma couldn’t deny that either.
“My parents divorced,” Tetsurou said as Kenma’s cheek was squished on his chest and the omega was laying on top of him in his twin bed, “it was a whole... thing. It’s still a whole thing, but I thought they’d work it out? And I got kinda fucked up from it.”
“I see...”
Tetsurou lazily stroked Kenma’s waist as the omega instinctively let out calming pheromones for the alpha, “I traveled, tried to find myself or fuckin’ whatever... my dad hunted me down and I thought he was going to drag me back to Tokyo to do his bidding... but he just missed me.”
“Did that also fuck you up?”
“Oh you know it,” Tetsurou chuckled, “I... guess I always got along better with him, my mother was impossible to impress. He just wants me to be there with him... as a son, not some alpha to be sold to the highest bidder.”
“He loves you.”
“Mmm...” Tetsurou softly sighed, “I just want to live a simple life, or... whatever you wanna do, Kenma. I’m at your whims.”
“This is fine,” Kenma scooted up to press a light kiss to Tetsurou’s neck, then further up to his lips, “we can talk about our five year marriage plan tomorrow.”
“Am I proposing or you?”
“You’re the alpha.”
“You’re so traditional, kitten,” Tetsurou teases, giving a soft pat to Kenma’s backside, “bet you want a bond bite on your neck and a collar too.”
“I do,” Kenma admitted, zero hesitation, “I have expectations from my alpha.”
“I’ll exceed them all.”
A few more kisses pass between them and it’s as if the past year didn’t take place... like Kenma could remember when they were in his dorm and doing the very same thing. Kenma knew he had plenty to unlock about Tetsurou’s history, his family, his... troubles, but he would stay with him through it all.
He could truly say that he believed in love at first sight.