jumping up from his computer chair, he scurries off to start cleaning up the place a bit. empty energy drink cans, snack wrappers, and dirty clothes that are scattered around are hastily picked up and dealt with. he doesn't really spend much time outside of his game room, his own room only used for what little sleep he manages to get.
everything is relatively tidy when he's finished, or at least appears to be on the surface. he's not sure how long it'll take tobio to get there, but he manages to take a quick shower while he waits. he's nervous, but he's excited too. even without the romantic aspects, it's not often he has someone over at his place. ]
[ Tobio's not that great at finding his way to places. So if he takes a little longer than he should getting to Kenma's house... That could be the one good reason why. But this can also be seen as a good thing since it would've given Kenma ample time to prepare for Tobio's spontaneous visit. Not that he knows Kenma would take the time to tidy up for him, but it makes for a great silver lining for getting lost.
Along the way, he finds himself buying some snacks for Kenma when he passes a convenience store, since it might be weird to show up empty-handed. Eventually, he arrives at Kenma's without having to call anyone for help. It would've been an embarrassing conversation to explain why he was even here, so thank goodness he managed.
At the entrance, he rings the doorbell before taking a step back, waiting for Kenma to answer. ]
[ he's towel drying his hair as he stares thoughtfully into his closet. should he dress up for this? does it even matter? he hopes it doesn't because all his clothes are essentially the same, just with slight variations in styles and colors. which is why he finds himself pulling out a plain white tee shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. for good measure he grabs his maroon jacket and slips that on over the tee shirt.
right, as good as it's gonna get, he muses as he runs his fingers through his now only mostly damp hair. oh. the doorbell. he doesn't even bother looking himself over in the mirror. that would only prompt him to vainly try and fix his appearance, and honestly, that was hopeless.
he opens the door with a small, nervous smile in place. stepping aside, he motions tobio inside. ]
Hi. [ Tobio greets in return, stepping inside after being welcomed. He slips his shoes off by the genkan, then presents the plastic bag of treats he had bought for Kenma down by the convenience store. ] This is for you.
[ Among the snacks, Kenma will find a pack of Umaibo in the flavor of cinnamon apple pie. For some reason, Tobio clearly recalls Hinata mentioning that Kenma really likes apple pie, and that bit of information sort of just stuck with Tobio. It's as though his mind knew he should file it for later. ]
[ he can't stop thinking about why tobio is at his doorstep to begin with. it had been clear, hadn't it? or had kenma read too much into it? maybe tobio is just here to hang out and kenma would scare him away by pouncing on him when he was barely through the door. no, he'll just wait.
he takes the offered plastic bag with two hands and a slightly surprised expression as he peeks inside. it's a small, but touching gesture. ]
oh, you didn't have to-
[ he stops himself, because one of the many things kuroo has him working on is manners and appropriate social responses. like how one should just thank a person for a gift instead of insisting there was no need for it and making things uncomfortable. so with a small nod of his head he utters a soft, ]
t-thank you.
[ walking further into the house, he places the bag on the kitchen counter located directly across from the living room. he smiles as he pulls out the pack of umaibo, conveniently apple pie flavored. hinata, he figures. oh. had he... had he told hinata he was here? he supposes it doesn't matter. ]
um, do you want something to drink? i have water or i can make some tea?
[ Tobio's actually quite pleased from the thank you he receives over the snacks. It is nice when people graciously accept the gifts given to them. His grandpa would be proud that Tobio remembered to be a polite guest.
Following after Kenma into the house, Tobio does one sweep of the place before his gaze returns to older man, like he's the only thing he's actually interested in looking at.
At the offer of drinks, Tobio respectfully declines with a shake of his head. ] I'm good, thank you. [ His face heats up when he realizes that what he really wants to "drink" are Kenma's lips. It's... such a painfully lame line - probably something Tanaka-senpai or Noya-senpai would say. Tobio inwardly cringes at himself for even thinking it. ] Where's your room? [ He asks a seemingly innocent question for his not so innocent intentions. ]
[ he’s fiddling nervously with the snack, giving a small nod of acknowledgement when tobio declines refreshments. oh. his eyes find tobio’s when he asks where his room is. did that mean he wanted to get right to it? what even was it? they had talked about making out, but in his room...?
he gives himself a mental shake, grabbing tobio’s hand as he leads the way. down the hallway and the last door on the right is his room. it’s a decent size, obviously the biggest out of the four in the house. there’s a king sized bed with plain grey sheets pushed up all the way against the corner. a desk with a backup computer in case something happened to the one in his gaming room and a bookshelf filled with manga ( most of them recommendations from satori ).
he gives tobio’s hand a small squeeze before pulling the other male closer and leaning up until their lips are almost touching. ]
[ Tobio probably shouldn't look so surprised when Kenma starts leading him to his bedroom, but it's mostly because of the way he's being led that has the taller man flustering slightly behind Kenma. They're holding hands - which is totally different from making out, okay. At least for Tobio, it is. It's like another level of affection they haven't unlocked until now.
So when they get to Kenma's room, Tobio looks a little flushed. It doesn't help that Kenma boldly pulls him close until there's barely any space left between them.
Mentally shaking off his nerves, Tobio lifts his free hand and gently cups one side of Kenma's face. ]
Of course. [ Tobio whispers before closing the distance between them. He kisses Kenma softly, which is very much unlike the passionate make-out session they had at the party. But this, this feels just as amazing... This time he can get a better feel of Kenma's soft lips. And instead of the stench of alcohol, he can smell Kenma's scent, which is so pleasant and fresh, as if he just stepped out of the shower (which he has but Tobio sucks at making his own observations when it's not on a volleyball court). ]
[ his cheeks nuzzles into tobio's hand, enjoying the intimacy of the touch. to say he's touch starved would be an understatement. he can go weeks at a time without so much as seeing another human being in person. normally unbothered by it ( content even, because he's never been one for skinship and doesn't actually like people touching him ), he finds he enjoys it when tobio touches him, wants more of it even.
tobio is the one to close that last bit of space between them and it's surprisingly gentle. but he supposes anything would feel gentle in comparison to the way they were going at each other in their drunken state. something he's almost thankful he can barely recall. this kiss... this is something he wants to remember. the feel of tobio's lips against his own, the heat of his body, and the taste as his tongue snakes out to lick at tobio's bottom lip. ]
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no audience for sure.
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[ :( ]
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i just meant you called it enjoyable.
and i want it to be enjoyable again.
and i don't know if i know how to do that.
but apparently drunk kenma does.
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if that's what makes you more comfortable, then it's okay. but i think i'd enjoy it a lot more if we were both sober.
because then you'd remember it the next day.
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i'll be fine.
just uh
go slow?
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we can go as slow as you want
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but i don't really do this a lot.
[ at all actually... ]
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[ but he can't stop thinking about what happened at that party with kenma ]
i was actually wondering why you chose to kiss me that time...
[ but if kenma was too drunk to even remember, maybe tobio was just a random lucky victim. ]
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soooooo maybe that's why.
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really?
i always thought you were cute, too.
[ he was also clearly very into it when they had been making out. everyone else could tell. ]
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[ he's not sure he believes it. ]
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i'm glad you kissed me.
would you like to hang out soon?
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i'm pretty much always free.
[ you don't say? we're all very surprised, kenma. ]
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what about right now?
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[ he's already preparing to head there ]
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[ shit.
jumping up from his computer chair, he scurries off to start cleaning up the place a bit. empty energy drink cans, snack wrappers, and dirty clothes that are scattered around are hastily picked up and dealt with. he doesn't really spend much time outside of his game room, his own room only used for what little sleep he manages to get.
everything is relatively tidy when he's finished, or at least appears to be on the surface. he's not sure how long it'll take tobio to get there, but he manages to take a quick shower while he waits. he's nervous, but he's excited too. even without the romantic aspects, it's not often he has someone over at his place. ]
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Along the way, he finds himself buying some snacks for Kenma when he passes a convenience store, since it might be weird to show up empty-handed. Eventually, he arrives at Kenma's without having to call anyone for help. It would've been an embarrassing conversation to explain why he was even here, so thank goodness he managed.
At the entrance, he rings the doorbell before taking a step back, waiting for Kenma to answer. ]
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right, as good as it's gonna get, he muses as he runs his fingers through his now only mostly damp hair. oh. the doorbell. he doesn't even bother looking himself over in the mirror. that would only prompt him to vainly try and fix his appearance, and honestly, that was hopeless.
he opens the door with a small, nervous smile in place. stepping aside, he motions tobio inside. ]
hi.
[ real smooth, kenma. ]
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[ Among the snacks, Kenma will find a pack of Umaibo in the flavor of cinnamon apple pie. For some reason, Tobio clearly recalls Hinata mentioning that Kenma really likes apple pie, and that bit of information sort of just stuck with Tobio. It's as though his mind knew he should file it for later. ]
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he takes the offered plastic bag with two hands and a slightly surprised expression as he peeks inside. it's a small, but touching gesture. ]
oh, you didn't have to-
[ he stops himself, because one of the many things kuroo has him working on is manners and appropriate social responses. like how one should just thank a person for a gift instead of insisting there was no need for it and making things uncomfortable. so with a small nod of his head he utters a soft, ]
t-thank you.
[ walking further into the house, he places the bag on the kitchen counter located directly across from the living room. he smiles as he pulls out the pack of umaibo, conveniently apple pie flavored. hinata, he figures. oh. had he... had he told hinata he was here? he supposes it doesn't matter. ]
um, do you want something to drink? i have water or i can make some tea?
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Following after Kenma into the house, Tobio does one sweep of the place before his gaze returns to older man, like he's the only thing he's actually interested in looking at.
At the offer of drinks, Tobio respectfully declines with a shake of his head. ] I'm good, thank you. [ His face heats up when he realizes that what he really wants to "drink" are Kenma's lips. It's... such a painfully lame line - probably something Tanaka-senpai or Noya-senpai would say. Tobio inwardly cringes at himself for even thinking it. ] Where's your room? [ He asks a seemingly innocent question for his not so innocent intentions. ]
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he gives himself a mental shake, grabbing tobio’s hand as he leads the way. down the hallway and the last door on the right is his room. it’s a decent size, obviously the biggest out of the four in the house. there’s a king sized bed with plain grey sheets pushed up all the way against the corner. a desk with a backup computer in case something happened to the one in his gaming room and a bookshelf filled with manga ( most of them recommendations from satori ).
he gives tobio’s hand a small squeeze before pulling the other male closer and leaning up until their lips are almost touching. ]
is this... is this okay?
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So when they get to Kenma's room, Tobio looks a little flushed. It doesn't help that Kenma boldly pulls him close until there's barely any space left between them.
Mentally shaking off his nerves, Tobio lifts his free hand and gently cups one side of Kenma's face. ]
Of course. [ Tobio whispers before closing the distance between them. He kisses Kenma softly, which is very much unlike the passionate make-out session they had at the party. But this, this feels just as amazing... This time he can get a better feel of Kenma's soft lips. And instead of the stench of alcohol, he can smell Kenma's scent, which is so pleasant and fresh, as if he just stepped out of the shower (which he has but Tobio sucks at making his own observations when it's not on a volleyball court). ]
am alive. excuse the rust.
tobio is the one to close that last bit of space between them and it's surprisingly gentle. but he supposes anything would feel gentle in comparison to the way they were going at each other in their drunken state. something he's almost thankful he can barely recall. this kiss... this is something he wants to remember. the feel of tobio's lips against his own, the heat of his body, and the taste as his tongue snakes out to lick at tobio's bottom lip. ]
so good to see you again!! ❤️
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