Kenma was a fulltime streamer, his dream really had come true. He never thought he’d make it in the world of social media but people loved him, loved him and Kuroo so much. While Kuroo had a full time job to support them, Kenma made enough money to last them a lifetime. They were living the dream… mostly. Kenma had been diagnosed with Epilepsy at a young age, dealt with it all through school but, lately it had been getting worse. His seizures had gone from once a month, to twice a week, all in such a short span of time.

Kenma was getting ready to stream while Kuroo was at work, though he’d been feeling off all morning. It had taken him twice as long as usual to get ready and set up his stream. Putting a message into his discord to apologise, that he was starting stream soon. He had thousands of people waiting for him, it was hard to have off days with the pressure.

By some stroke of luck, he’d completely forgotten Kuroo was on a half day today, until he heard the front door close, quickly heading out to go and see his lover, “Kuroo, thank fuck.” Kenma breathed out, not looking very well by now. “I’m meant to be starting stream now but I don’t feel well, like, all fuzzy, but if it was a seizure it would’ve happened by now but it also won’t go away,” Kenma started to ramble as he moved to wrap his arms around Kuroo in a much needed hug. He always felt bad whenever Kuroo would come home and Kenma would put problems onto him immediately but some days he had no choice, the streamer clearly stressing out a fair bit over disappointing people and taking too long, never wanting to upset anybody.