kenma loves listening to you talk. he's your boyfriend and he loves you lots; of course he loves hearing you talk. he loves all of you, matter of fact. the way your face lit up when you got excited over something, the glint in your eyes whenever you rambled on about one of your many interests.

that pout on your pretty lips whenever you got a little bothered and saddened over something. your hair, smile, scent. everything, really. you're at his place again, sitting in one of the spare chairs in his room while he played a few rounds of a game off stream. as focused as he is on the game, he's just as focused on you, if not more. stealing glances from the corner of his eye and whatnot.

you were talking about a game you had recently started playing. video games, something you two bond over as a couple. and as interested as he is seeing you talk about something you enjoy, he wanted to kiss you. the last time he kissed you was when you arrived a whole damn hour ago. he had exited his game by now, hands off his mouse and keyboard and turning in his chair to you.

as expected, you were still going on and on about whatever it was. "doll," kenma speaks up finally in a huff, reaching for your face. "shush real quick." he says before leaning in to peck your lips once, then going back for a longer one. "that whole game thing you're talking about is great 'n all. sounds fun. but lemme kiss you for a bit." he pulls away before kissing you again.