He'd stayed with him for a while when my eye was being operated on, Bokuto's boyfriend Akaashi helping out as well. Akaashi was more of a help to me than the child though, and considering that was my first time actually meeting him, he was a great help. He'd been the first person I saw after the surgery, and had been the one to hold me when I saw my face for the first time.
I'd gotten more used to it over time, but I still thought it was hideous. The scars peeled back sometimes and bled, but that only happened if I cried. Crying made it hurt, so I would cry more. I'd spent a good few hours crying on many occasions, and it was always either Bokuto or Akaashi that was there. My parents helped, don't get me wrong, but...not as much.
But there was one thing I was proud of. I had never, ever cried in front of Kazuki. And I never would, if I could help it. But now isn't the time for this, we've got some movies to watch! I put the first one in, and we settled down, the three of us, and watched the movie.
It was maybe....three, four hours later when one of us moved. Kazuki was getting hungry, so I got up to make him some lunch. Uncle Bo was fast asleep, as usual, and Kazuki giggled at his slight snoring. Akaashi is so brave....or stupid.
I plated up a bunch of assorted sandwiches, and opened about four bags of salt and vinegar crisps (A/N cHiPs) into a large bowl. I woke uncle Bo with a slap on the face, which had Kazuki rolling around, and while those two messed about, I poured some drinks. Cola for me and Bokuto, just cordial for Kazuki. He was allowed fizzy drinks, just didn't like them. It was a relief, actually.
Movie number three of five started as we stuffed our faces on the many blankets. It didn't matter how dirty they got, I could always just stick them in the washing machine later. But that didn't stop me skilfully taking Bokuto's drink out of his hand as he threatened to slip back to sleep, scared of a stained carpet. I rolled my eyes dramatically at Kazuki, and he giggled, burying himself into my side.
The world was irrelevant when he was with me. I couldn't care less about whatever some crazy politician had fucked up, couldn't care less about inflation or any of that stuff. All that mattered to me was little Kazuki Kuroo, snuggled up against me.
Movie number five came and went quickly enough, and, with a distant backdrop of the unnecessary remix of Remember Me, I slowly propped myself up, by back aching a little. Kazuki and Bokuto both slept soundly, and I left them there as I cleaned up the mess. Bokuto woke up shortly after, and helped me finish up.
"You taking him to your parents?" he said, through a half yawn. "Yeah...I wasn't gonna, but I changed my mind" I replied, before saying "we should probably go, what time is the movie?"
"In 42 minutes, so we should go. I'll drive." He said, before rushing out of the house to start up his car. I rolled my eyes again and gently lifted Kazuki up. He still slept as I locked the door and placed him gently in the back of the car, fastening his seatbelt.
We arrived at my parents house without trouble, and they accepted the still sleeping boy. I asked if I could collect him in the morning, as a surprise that I was off all week, and with that they waved us off.
"Hey, Tetsurou."
That was weird, he only used my first name when he was being serious...
"Yea, Ko?"
"....I want to have kids...but Keiji keeps saying 'soon', and I'm...I'm wondering how soon 'soon' is, ya know?"

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Popcorn ~KuroKen~
FanfictionIn which Kuroo is a single father, and takes his young son to the cinema to see a movie There, a cute new worker takes his order... ~KuroKen ~Contains Strong Language ~Slight age difference (Kuroo is 23, Kenma is 19) ~I encourage you to correct any...
Chapter 3: snuggle time with uncle Bo
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