《ᴅᴇꜱɪɢɴᴇʀ||ᴋ.ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ †》chapter 2†
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When you and kenma were done sorting the necessary boxes out, you said your goodbyes and headed back to your room.
"Where are my sewing needles..." You mutterd, walking back out of your room and knocking on your roommate's door to see if he's seen them anywhere.
"Uh, yeah?" He said awkwardly and you gave him a small smile
"Have you seen my sewing needles? I need to create 4 dresses and a wedding dress!..." You sigh, seeing his eyes widen
"That's so much, why do you need to make so many dresses?" He questioned
"My mum and step-dad are getting married and she wanted a custom-made one from me. The 3 other dresses are for my cousins and me and I need to make a ball gown for this school project" you said, counting on your fingers.
"...when's it due and when's the wedding?" He asked, crossing his arms
"The project is due in the next 5 days and the wedding is on Wednesday in...2 weeks. The wedding dress is massive and- oh my god I need more materials! I have to go now!" You panicked, running back into your room and grabbing your wallet, coat and phone but when you were about to leave, kenma stopped Infront of you.
"I'll go with you," he says, grabbing his coat off the hook.
"It's really fine, I just need to get more materials" you explained, going to walk out the door.
"nah, it's getting late. I'm comin'" He stated walking behind you as you shrug.
"suit yourself," you said blankly.
When use made it out, you heard a familiar voice call out to you.
"Y/nnnnnn!"
'oh Remy' you thought, turning to her energetic figure.
"Hey, how's everything going?" You said with a light smile and she grinned back at you.
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"Kuroo doesn't know that I'm a lesbian so he's flirting with me 24/7 And his room stinks like sweat and Cologne! He also asked if I knew anyone with condoms because he ran out" she frowned and you side-eyed kenma who stood there awkwardly, his hands in his coat with a scarf wrapped around his neck.
"Well kozume here, had an unused box of c-"
"AYE SHH" he covers your mouth and shoves you behind him.
"I... had a box ....of...candy?"
He says awkwardly, trying to justify something that didn't need to be.
"Ooo, can remy have some!?" She asked and kenma looked at her with a confused face.
"Remy? Like the rat from ratat-"
"no, she switches to 3rd person sometimes. it's not an all time thing," you told him and he nodded awkwardly, his eyes narrowing in confusion.
"I need to go now Remy, I'm picking some more materials up. Did you take any of my sewing needles when you were packing?" You asked her and she shook her head no.
"i didn't see any sewing pins when I was unpacking! I'm sorry
y/n!" She said with a smile and you pat her head
"Don't be sorry princess, I'll just get some more. Have fun with kuroo" you waved, walking away with kenma following behind.
"Why do you call her princess?" Kenma asks, side-eyeing you
"Cause she's a lesbian that likes princesses? I dunno? She has a very childish personality and I like it, it makes her unique." you say with a smile and he nods in response.
"I call kuroo a bitch because he is...he's not unique either, he's just a muscular meat head with a fat ego" kenma says blankly and you grin at him, a chuckle escaping your lips.
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"I completely forgot his name when we met" you chuckled a bit, still walking forward.
"he kinda looks like an angry bodybuilder" kenma frowns
"he's nice, doesn't look like he gets angry lots" you responded and it went silent.
when use made it to the shop, you quickly got some supplies and then headed out.
"I hope that's everything...I haven't got anything prepared for dinner either! I'm so sorry, this must suck! Let's get...what do you want actually?" You said with slight panic.
"Uhm let's just get...pizza?" He said with a questioning tone and you nod, starting to walk ahead of him.
"Let's go then, it's just down the street," you explained, the blonde following behind you slowly.
"Have you always wanted to do fashion designing?" Kenma asked and you tilted your head at the sudden question.
"I uh, let's just say it was a hobby but it got forced as a...job? But I enjoy it a lot" You answered awkwardly. he gave a nod and it fell silent once more, that as until you made it to the pizza place.
Kenmas pov♡
'she looks pretty....' I thought, watching as she walked Infront of me, her hair flowing in the light breeze as the street light illuminated the path.
'how the hell does 1 person make me get butterflies in a couple hours of meeting them?...do I li-...no. I refuse. Not happening again. She might be fucking crazy'
As me and y/n kept walking in silence, you went inside the pizza place to order the pizza i asked for to which she said that she wasn't gonna get anything for herself.
'what does it mean to like a person? Doesn't that have like 2 different meanings? That you like someone as a friend or that you like someone for a spouse or a significant other? Or is that love? Words make no fucking sense' I thought, pulling my phone out and placing an airpod in my ear. I leaned back against a brick wall, closing my eyes whilst waiting for y/n to come back.
"Kozume? Is that you!" I heard a familiar feminine voice call and I turned to it just to be faced with the devil herself...
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