“It’s alright, Kenma,” Kuroo says. “We all have our demons. It’s not your fault.” He watches Kenma’s eyes widen a little before he ducks his head, his dyed blond hair falling to obscure his face from view.

“I didn’t get a boner when I got my nipples pierced.” Kuroo gasps, “No! Kenma, you noticed that?” “Your dick is huge, Kuro, I would’ve had to have been dead to not notice it.” “You think my dick is huge?”

“Stop looking at me that way,” Kenma warned on the steps down to the tavern for dinner that evening. “It will attract attention.” “This is how I’ve always looked at you,” Kuroo said, sounding amused and entirely unrepentant.