Silent Phone Calls (KuroKen)

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Seriously tho the way Kuroo looks at Kenma gives me child predator vibes 😤❌

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Kenma's POV

"We've never gone this far before." Kuroo said with a smirk while he pulled me towards him.

'Why do you have to phrase it that way.' I asked looking at him in disgust, he threw his hand over his heart and acted shock.

"I- Kenma! Why would you think I'd imply such a thing!" I slapped his arm and stared at the house in front of me. He was right though I was never able to make it so close to the front door. Since my last therapy appointment Thursday, I've been coming here everyday trying to get closer and closer to the inside. Now it's Sunday meaning I have to have my stuff out by today and I'd need to be ready to testify in court tomorrow. Everything was happening too fast, I can't even speak yet and all this added stress isn't helping. "Seriously though are you doing good?" He asked going back to his concerned voice.

'I'm fine, surprisingly.' It didn't hurt being here like it did the first day I came back, but I knew I still wasn't inside that would be a different story.

"What do you mean surprisingly? Kenma your super strong I knew you'd get here." He beamed a smile at me while I just shook my head and rolled my eyes.

'Thanks Kuroo.' I signed and took a deep breath preparing my next few steps.

"You know you're nice when you're nervous."

'You know you're so obnoxious.'

"See now you're not nervous, I really am a great boyfriend." Kuroo was being unexpectedly cocky today but I think he really was just trying to calm me down by making jokes. It was working to be fair, I'll have to thank him later. I grabbed his hand tightly and pulled us both closer towards the house. Eventually I was face to face with the wooden front door. I raised my free hand and gripped the door knob. I felt a bit of pain run through my left arm but ignored it and instead pushed open the door.

I stood there staring at the open door that lead into the house. It was eerily quiet and a cold gush of wind hit me once the door opened. The wooden floors still had a blood stained on them, since you're not exactly allowed to clean up an active crime scene. Luckily the investigation was coming to an end meaning I could collect my things without worrying about disturbing the scene.

"Is that...?" I knew what Kuroo was going to ask so I just shook my head yes. Is that your blood. Theres more than I remember, I honestly don't remember much from that day though. I took a deep breath and squeezed Kuroo's hand before stepping through the door. I was squeezing his hand so tight I thought it'd be pure white, but maybe I just have a really weak grip.

Once my two feet were inside the house I felt like I was on fire. Everything got really hot even though it was winter. Everything ached and my mind was beginning to replay the scenes from not only that day but every bad day I had with her. I thought back to the advice Suzuki gave me last Thursday. I want you to think about how you felt with Kuroo in the park that day. I felt safe, warm, and happy. He's here right now I just need to remember that. I was unconsciously squeezing his hand more and more every second as my mind flashed images of my life. Kuroo defiantly knew I was beginning to panic, mostly cause I was probably hurting his hand at this point, he ripped free from my grip and pulled me into a hug.

"Just breath." It was simple advice but it did really help. I stood there letting him hug me without hugging back, it's not that I didn't want to I was just in to much pain to lift my arms. I tried to slow my breaths that I didn't even realize had sped up. Eventually I did and I pushed Kuroo away, grabbing his hand again. "We can take a break if you want." I shook my head no and stepped over the puddle of dried blood and made my way towards the stairs. I trudged up them slowly and made my way to my room cautiously. However, the sight before me left me a bit shocked.

My room was torn apart, quite literally. My blankets and pillows were slashed and stuffing was everywhere. Even my carpet was ripped up. My computer was completely smashed and my window, the same one I climbed out of, was boarded shut. What the hell did she do all this for? A bit extra if you ask me, but I guess she always had a bit too much free time to torment me. I made my way towards my closet intending to take some clothes with me but there wasn't a single article of clothing that wasn't ripped. Just like she torn up Kuroo's shirt that night she ripped up all the clothes I had. Now that just feels petty.

The one thing I really need was luckily hidden away. I let go of Kuroo's hand and ripped up a piece of carpet that had already been torn by my mother. Under it was the wooden floor which so happened to be hallow allowing me to store things in it. I lifted up the plank and plucked out a plastic bag filled with cash.

"Holy shit that's cool." Kuroo said kneeling down next to me to look at my hiding spot. "Did you make that?" He looked genuinely impressed which kinda made me blush a bit.

'I mean the spot was already there I just pried the floor board off.' I made it sound less complicated than it actually was. In reality it took me all day to get the floor board off without breaking it too much so that it could be placed back and still look normal. I did my best to estimate how much cash was inside the bag, most likely about 15000 yen (about 150 US dollars). I had hoped to get more money, I even started saving all my birthday and Christmas cash since I was 12. However, as I got older I didn't get gifts anymore and my family never came to see me. It wasn't a lot but it'd be enough to get Kuroo something nice as a thank you gift, and his parents of course. Now holding Kuroo's hand again I made my way back towards my bedroom door.

"Is that all you needed?" He asked as he followed me back towards the front door. I didn't bother looking around the rest of the house, I'd seen enough of this place for one life time. Once we were out of the house I responded.

'I mean she destroyed the rest of my room and it isn't like I had much to begin with.' We made our way back to his car, I didn't look back at the house once. It felt sort of good to have been able to go back there, even if it took a while for me to get inside. It felt even better though to leave, it's like I was leaving my mom, that house, and everything behind me. I turned to look at Kuroo who was starting up and the car and putting on his seat belt. I was leaving it all behind me for this, and I wouldn't have wanted anything else.

"Aww why are you staring at me Kenma, you're gonna make me blush." He joked going back to his cocky self, and suddenly I regret even thinking that.

'I'm not looking at you your hallucinating.' I responded nonchalantly and turned my eyes back towards the street in front of us.

"You were too staring at me!" He whined back.

'Was not.'

"Were too!"

'Was not.'

"Gahhh Kenma!" After losing the argument he began to drive away from the house and back towards his, and I suppose my, home. Now this really felt like I was leaving it all behind.

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Ok last question for y'all I promise :)) The court case might be low-key kinda long :O Do you guys want one long chapter that's around 3k words or two regular chapters? If I do two chapters though they will be posted the same day it's really just whatever you guys would prefer :)