A warm summer evening. Kenma was laying on his not-so-clean bed in his boxers and grey sweatpants. His hair was still damp from the shower he had taken a moment ago.

Tonight was one of those nights where you slept over at his place. You two had been together for a while now and your parents didn't mind you spending the night with him. His parents also really liked you and didn't have a problem with it.

Kenma was lying on his back, holding his phone in his hand. He was texting Kuroo about some unimportant topics. His room wasn't the cleanest. There was some trash and used tissues everywhere. On the nightstand next to his bed was a pack of tissues and a bottle of gel, above the bed was a shelf with some mangas and games.