Kenma sighed as he felt the taller boy press against him in the corridor, moving his eye line slightly to see the empty hall and noted that Kuroo had obviously made this action on purpose to make him uncomfortable. There was plently of space for him to avoid even making contact with Kenma, but instead he had chosen to brush again him and invade his personal space.
Prick.
"Whats wrong, kitten?" Kuroo purred, taking a few large strides to meet Kenma's frantic pace; all he wanted was to go home and play Pokemon, Kenma wasn't the conversation type of person. Okay, maybe with Shouyou, but that was different.
Shouyou Hinata was Kenma's best, and only real friend. He was shorter than Kenma which made him feel a bit better about himself in general, having a friend who actually had to look up to meet his eye line was nice. Kenma hated having to crane his neck to keep eye contact with people.
However, no where along the line had Kenma agreed to have regular conversation with Tetsuro Kuroo. Talking to him for a few minutes in volleyball practice was nice and all, but when it came to this sort of harrasment in every day school life, Kenma had to stand back and reasses his life. He was the opposite of Kuroo. Could he deal with this flirtatious, trashy and cocky boy being .. friends?
"What do you want." Kenma honestly did not mean for this to come out so rude and was taken back a little bit by how abrupt he was being. He wasn't a rude person, and his reply had taken Kuroo back a little bit, the taller boy raising his eyebrows but as always keeping his signature cocky smirk plastered on his face as he wrapped his arm around the other boys shoulders, taking his other hand and ruffeling Kenma's already messed up hair. 'Great' Kenma sighed under his breath, but made no effort to rid Kuroo and instead leant slightly into the embrace as they walked down the empty corridor together. The warmth radiating from the taller boys body was comforting in a way, Kenma wasn't really used to affection. He cringed as he felt Kuroo's hand slowly move down to the bottom of his back, where he hissed and jumped away slightly.
How was this boy so confident?
Kuroo laughed and raised his hands in mock surrender, actually smiling for once. And not his sarcastic, cocky smile. Kenma was surprised to say the least, and even forced a smile on his own face to make Kuroo feel a little better. "Sorry, kitten. " Kuroo winked and Kenma bristled, what was happening to him? Kuroo was just a friend. He stopped for a milisecond and Kuroo took the opportunity to lean in and whisper in his ear-
"But come on- I've seen you check me out at training. I love it."
His breath tickled Kenmas neck, not that he noticed too much due to the heat of his face as the red blush arose in a matter of seconds. He felt like he was going to combust. His head was thumping and he wanted to lie down. "What is wrong with me!" He screamed internally, his body was giving off completley different signals to what he wanted. His palms were sweating and his face was hot and red. He could barely swallow. His heart was racing, like he had just been in a match... He didn't like Kuroo...
did he?