The sound of the heavy torrential rain outside quickly faded away as you entered Kenma's recording room, the acoustic insulation foam and the soundproof plaster walls always being great when recording streams in these rainy moments.

You close the door slowly, avoiding making any noise for fear of disturbing the stream. The door closed with a soft click that Kenma seemed to hear despite his headphones, turning his head towards the sound and consequently falling his eyes on you.

His hands went to your headphones, taking them off for a moment to talk to you. Before he could say anything, you opened your mouth, explaining that you had only entered the room to look for your charger and that you were already leaving, apologizing for disturbing the stream.

─ Oh. ─ His voice was soft and low as he spoke, contrasting with his normally indifferent tone. ─ Are you going already? ─ You confirm, talking about how you didn't want to disrupt the stream and already opening the door, ready to leave.

─ You won't disturb me. ─ Kenma's voice reaches your ears. ─ Stay. ─ He says and his hand lightly taps his lap, a silent plea. Although you were not in the camera's frame, the most observant fans on the stream could notice how his voice and normally indifferent gaze seemed to soften suddenly looked, his pupils dilating slightly.

Could you deny it?