Kenma never meant to keep you secret, but the idea of being his faceless partner who sat on the side during his streams was just a fun little idea you had. Its been going on for two years now. Two years and his fanbase of over a million hasn't seen your face. It's amazing how you two keep it up.

Since the beginning of his streaming career, your relationship had been full of pure mystery for his fans. His faceless posts of you with your house cats in your lap, a second controller next to his, a bouquet of flowers he got you over your face, photos of food you cooked.

Private but not secret. Kenma would talk about you every chance he got. His viewers adored you solely off of how highly he spoke of you; little snippets they got of you during one of his streams, leaving comments on how cute your outfit or how good your hair looked in his posts.

You didn't do as much as stick a hand in front of the camera and wave, holding Kenma's hand while his other was clicking away at a game, your laughter muffled against his lips when he asked for a kiss before you left the room. You sometimes peeped in with a snack ready for him and his chat would gush over how much of a sweetheart you are.

Other than shamelessly flaunting you in every way possible, he didn't say much about it, even when his chat whined for a face reveal. Which they eventually got when he clicked "Start Stream" a beat too early.

The camera flicked on before the overlay did. He was sat, holding you as you stood between his legs as you kissed up on him a little more before he started his stream... which already started. Chats piled in, emojis flying. You were right there, your face entirely in frame.

You two turned at the pings. Blinked once and you started laughing like this was the funniest thing ever. He sighed, soft and amused. "Well that's not what the stream was supposed to be about." He mumbled, voice calm despite the clear excitement. "Told you guys my baby was cute."