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The Next Day: Kenma's POV

"Okay. I have to go out to get something for work and I can't bring you along. Now, do you have it through your head to NOT draw on the walls?"

"Yeah."

"Good. I'll be back in an hour. So please just, don't do anything." Kuroo said to me before he left. I stood there quietly before looking down at my hands. Kuroo seemed really upset with me... I didn't mean to make him mad. I had just gotten bored the other night without him here. 

"Hmph... It's his fault anyway. If he had just stayed here with me like I wanted then it wouldn't have happened." I grumbled to myself before wandering to the kitchen and climbing up and sitting on one of the counters. Well.. either way, I did make him mad. 

What could I do to make it up? If I don't, I'm worried he'll be mad again and make me leave. I looked around for ideas before groaning. I don't know how to really do much. I knew a few basic things, but any memories were still so fuzzy.. 

I hopped off the counter when something caught my eye. I grabbed the book off the shelf and opened it to a random page. It was a recipe book. I didn't really know how to cook, honestly I don't know if I ever really did, but, I do know how to read. At least enough to read this recipe. 

"I have an hour. And.. it says the total time is 50 minutes. It should be done just as he comes home." 

Kuroo's POV

I was a bit scared to go home if I'm honest. Who knows if Kenma even listened to me. Listening doesn't seem to be his strong suit. All I wanted was to go home and nap. I'm still beat from cleaning up all day yesterday and I'd like a nap before I have to finish these files I just picked up.

When I got to the apartment, I stalled for a moment before taking in a deep breath and opened the door. A waft of smoke from burning food hit me and I waved it away and coughed.

"Hi Kuroo."

"What did you do...!?"

"I made you food." Kenma said when I walked in through the door. I held my breath and went over to a window first and opened it to try and get the smell out. I then turned my attention to the completely burnt food that was now... basically part of the pan now.

"....You made this?"

"Mhm. Try it."

"Do you even know how to cook Kenma?"

"No."

"Then why the hell did you try it...???"

"I don't know."

"...Well, it's burnt so badly, I can't even tell what it is." I mumbled, grabbing a potholder and taking the pan and trying to rinse it. Kenma watched with a curious look before asking,

"Could you teach me how to cook then?"

"I don't have time." I said, leaving the pan in the sink to try and soak.

"Why?"

"Because I have work to do." I said simply and went to my room to try and get some work done. I'm not sure how much time had passed, but I did manage to get at least some work down before I heard Kenma shout. I got up and rushed to where the shout came from, a bit horrified to see Kenma holding his hand with some blood dripping.

"What did you do???" I said, grabbing some towels and wrapping his hand to stop the bleeding. Kenma looked down at a kitchen knife on the floor.

"I tried to touch it." He said which made me sigh. I pulled him over to the sink, washing his hand under cold water before having to look everywhere for some gauze. Luckily I had a first aid kit I never used, and I fixed his hand. 

I had to clean up the, now bloody, knife and the floor while Kenma sat on the couch and was holding his hand. Once it was all cleaned up, I sighed heavily and looked at Kenma.

"Haven't you ever heard of the expression "curiosity killed the cat"?"

"No."

"Well keep it in mind next time you're curious." I said and went back to my room. 

How did things become such a mess? Kenma's been here with me for what, 3 days? And I feel like I had a house full of kids that didn't know any better. I know he actually doesn't really know any better, but I was getting really irritated by the messes he was constantly making. 

And it isn't like he was doing any of the messes intentionally to be irritating. But nonetheless, it was tiring for me and I seriously don't know how much longer I can really keep him here.. I sorta wish he was just a cat again. 

After finally getting my work done, I shut off my laptop and climbed into bed for a nap. I opened my eyes when I felt weight shift on the bed and saw Kenma wander over to me. Guess he just has some magic sense to tell him when I'm trying to relax...

"...Do you need something Kenma?"

"No." He said and just sat, waiting for me to lay back down. It was a bit weird with him just sitting there, but I was too tired to really care. So, I laid down and closed my eyes. Just before I dozed off, I felt Kenma slowly climb on me and curl up.

If I wasn't so tired, I'd ask him to get off, but I guess it was fine for now.. So, I just let myself relax while Kenma fell asleep with me as well.