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Kenma's POV

I was bored again. I was done scribbling, so what else was there to do?? Kuroo said that he was going to be gone all night... So, I still had a lot of time by myself. I should be pretty used to being by myself, but, I liked it a lot better when Kuroo was here. I wish he would've stayed.... I.. miss him.

Huh. I really miss him, more than I thought. I don't wanna go to bed without him. But he isn't here... 

I looked around in his bedroom quietly before wandering over to his closet. I grabbed one of his shirts off a hanging thing and sniffed it. It smelled like Kuroo, which was nice. Hm, the shirt I have on didn't smell of Kuroo as much.

With a lot of struggling, I managed to get the current shirt off and pulled the new one on. But it still wasn't good enough for me to be able to sleep with. Oh. Kuroo's bed always smells like him.

I climbed into his bed and wiggled underneath the covers, but it didn't feel right. I wish Kuroo was actually here to sleep on, he was a lot more comfortable. I liked sleeping in spaces where I could feel something touching me or wrapped around me.

Oh yeah, under his bed is like that. But then it wouldn't smell like Kuroo under there. Huh... I sat there, unsure what to do before I looked at the blankets. Oh, duh. I'll take these with me.

I tossed all the blankets and pillows off the bed and onto the ground. I tried getting the blanket that was really tight against the bed, but I couldn't, so I left it and just slid down onto the floor. The last time I went underneath his bed, Kuroo got upset at me cause I got stuck.

But, I wasn't actually stuck. I was just bored and wanted his attention. Anyway, I climbed underneath the bed and dragged all the blankets and pillows with me and pushed them all to the corner. I tried curling up in the pile I made, but it wasn't enough.

He had no more blankets, so I climbed back out from underneath the bed and went back to his closet and grabbed a bunch of random shirts and took them with me. Once the pile was comfy, I yawned and curled up tightly.

"It's weird without Kuroo here... I hope he comes home early." 

Kuroo's POV

"Aw, can't you stay?"

"Sorry babe."

"Well, call me later okay?" Mizuki said with a hum. I nodded, leaning down to give him another kiss before I headed out. When I got back to the apartment, I yawned and messed with my keys before unlocking the door.

What I saw when I opened the door, I wasn't ready for.....

"....Oh my god."

"Hi Kuroo." Kenma said as he wandered over. I stood there, probably looking like an idiot with my mouth open and my eyes wide.

"Kuroo??" Kenma questioned when I didn't respond. He walked up to me and tilted his head before poking my cheek which was enough to snap me out of it.

"What. Did. You. Do."

"What do you mean?"

"WHY IS EVERY FUCKING WALL SCRIBBLED ON??!!!"

"I was bored."

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU- oh my god I need to clean this up. And you're helping." I said, now thoroughly irritated. Kenma tilted his head and followed me to the kitchen were I got a few brushes and sponges. Fuck this is going to take forever...

"Kur-"

"WHAT!"

"...Sorry." Kenma mumbled when I filled a bucket with some soapy water.

"Just.... Okay, look. All you have to do is dip the sponge into the water, squeeze it to wring it out some, and then scrub the wall until all of this is off of it, got it?"

"Yeah."

"Think you can handle it?"

"Yeah."

"Okay.. you start here. While I see what else you've messed up..." I grumbled, giving Kenma the bucket and walking off. For fuck's sake. He drew on nearly every wall in the apartment.. if my landlord were to see, I'd get kicked out immediately.

I can also see he has made a mess of my bedroom.. How did he even do this? Where the heck did all my blankets and pillows go??? I looked around and eventually found all of them crammed up against the wall underneath my bed.. Didn't he get stuck the last time he tried going under there?

I just groaned to myself and pulled out the pillows and blankets. Well these would need washing now.. Along with the several dozen other articles of clothing Kenma had stolen from my closet and bunched up with it.

After spending literally the entire day cleaning, I was exhausted. And all the pencil marks on the wall still weren't gone... Some of the spots would need another scrubbing. And it didn't help that Kenma ended up spilling the bucket of water and I had to clean that up right away before it caused a water leak to the person below me and they'd call the landlord.

After a shower and putting away some clothes, I climbed into bed tiredly. I yawned and pulled my blanket up when Kenma climbed onto the bed with me. He slowly wandered closer before climbing on top of me and curling up.

After what he did today, this was the last thing I wanted. I groaned and sat up, causing Kenma to yelp and tumble off of me and onto the bed. He fixed his shirt before looking at me with a surprised and bit dazed expression.

I just ignored him and laid back down on my side. I thought that Kenma would get the hint and sleep either next to me or elsewhere, but I sighed when he climbed over my side and tried curling up to my chest.

"Not tonight, Kenma."

"Why?"

"Just, not tonight. Leave me alone." I said, rolling over onto my other side in irritation. Kenma stayed silent before I felt his weight shift on the bed and I heard and felt him get off. I sat up when everything went silent and looked around to know where Kenma wandered off to now. 

Ugh... I swear if he does something stupid again. I got up and looked around, finally finding him quietly curled up in the living room underneath one of the small side-stands. He was all tucked up in a tight ball with his back to me... It kind of made me feel bad...

...Whatever. He needs to learn that he can't just do whatever he wants just because he gets bored. So, maybe this taught him a lesson.