- he makes me feel valued

"So.. Aren't you dying to spill more about your beloved?"

Despite the fact that Kuroo had bits of chewed up meat in his teeth and his mouth as he was in the process of swallowing his food, he still smiled with a suggestive eyebrow wiggle. It was gross but you couldn't say anything as it was also something you'd do. You could only smile in reply and chew the rice in your mouth, more being held on a chopstick in front of you since Kuroo had taken your bento from your desk to help himself to it as well as feeding you.

He was holding it in front of his chest like it was a prized possession and you glanced over to Kenma. Kuroo caught this action and moved the rice from you to rest under Kenma's chin when both of you invaded the second-years' class to keep him company as he played on his device in silence.

You didn't hear anything on the game but you could've guessed that he had died by the look of distaste on his face when he glared at Kuroo. The black-haired boy smiled crookedly and he moved his face away from the food being presented to him making you sigh, "Kenma it's lunch time, here, have my anpan."

The sweet bread was placed on his desk and he stared at you for a short while before placing the device down reluctantly so he could nibble the bread he grabbed and held in his two hands, "Go on then.."

He looked at you expectantly and then Kuroo leant forward to place the bento on the desk before him when you appeared confused, he chuckled to himself quietly, "Kenma is also interested in this boy you're so fond of. I remember the days I felt that young love, it was so.. youthful."

Both Kenma and yourself rolled your eyes simultaneously and it honestly impressed Kuroo a little before he noticed your cheeks turning a light shade of pink, "I don't know what you want to know.. It's not that interesting anyway. It's just a crush."

"A crush that made you say you were, and I quote, 'So pleasantly cute that you cause teeth-rotting cavities,' if I remember clearly."

You made a face that made him grin, "You think you're real funny, don't you, old man."

"You guys are so annoying.." Kenma wasn't even halfway through the bread and he stopped to place a palm flat on his face to emphasise his irritation, "Sorry Kenma. I just don't want to bother you guys with silly things. I don't like talking about myself so much."

"Why's that [Name]-chan?"

"I don't know, Kuroo, I just-" He knew it was coming, he didn't necessarily know you felt this way so he was genuinely interested but he wasn't surprised by your next words, "He makes me feel like I could go on about something for hours and he'd still listen to me. Like I could talk about anything and it wouldn't matter how stupid or lame it was because it's like, he values me.. or something. Like I'm worthy.."

Kuroo frowned at your words and Kenma sighed, loudly, "That's ridiculous [Name]"

You were a little shocked by his statement but Kuroo immediately agreed, "Yeah, Kenma's right. You are worthy no matt-"

"No, not that Kuroo-san." Kuroo stopped mid-sentence, "It's ridiculous cause everything you say is boring or lame."

Kuroo choked a laugh and Kenma continued when your face dropped a little, unsure if he was joking or not - but it was Kenma that we're talking about here, "But that's you so it doesn't matter."

"Oh.. Thank you.. Kenma."

A silence surrounded both of you before Kuroo grabbed the chopsticks from the bento again to try and feed you successfully, you opened your mouth as the rice came and he grinned, speaking as he slipped the chopsticks from your lips, "Do I know this guy?"

"I.. don't know."

He quirked a brow at you, watching as you swallowed the small offer of rice he gave you, "What do you mean you don't know?"

You looked to the side, glancing at some of the students in the room and then to Kenma who stared at you endlessly, waiting for you to speak, "I don't know who you know, Kuroo."

"But I know you."

You took another offer from Kuroo, this time he gave you a miniature sausage, smirking as he watched you eat the suggestive food and you looked away mock disgusted, "I don't know me."

"I- wait, what..?"

He was confused and he was puzzled at what you were getting at and why you seemed to be diverting around the question to stall, Kenma raised a brow and you answered which made him sigh again, "I mean, when someone asks you to tell them about yourself, what do you say?" You waited a little and Kuroo almost attempted at answering before you made your own question rhetorical, "Nothing, because your mind just goes blank and you just say the basics like, 'I like volleyball' like a loser."

Kuroo grinned with his teeth clenched, his brows furrowed as he leant forward to defend himself though you waved him off, "I'd rather say that I'm the person that the people I know describe me as. I don't know what it is though. I hope it's good enough though.."

".. Good enough for 'Kuroo'?"

Kenma's eyes snapped to Kuroo, a look of shock and incredulity but you understood that he was implying to those stick men that were now trivial drawings in your book done out of boredom. And slight amusement.

"Yeah.."