Kuroo and Kenma had been at the party for almost a half hour now, and already it felt like Kuroo had talked to at least a third of the people there. He'd tried to include Kenma every time, but Kenma instead chose to awkwardly shift around at his side and not utter a word. This really wasn't his scene, and all he wanted to do was go home. He wondered how much longer he'd have to hang around before it was safe to try to leave. If this was a better world, Kuroo might agree to leave with him. Unfortunately, he was really doubting that'd be the case.

"Kuroo! Come join us over here!" A girl's voice rang out from the crowd, and Kenma looked over in her direction. It was a blond girl with bright blue eyes sitting in a circle on the floor with many other students. Some he recognized, but the majority of them he didn't. Kuroo started walking, and Kenma followed just behind him. "We're going to play spin the bottle. You'll join us, right?" She gave him a sly smile, and Kuroo just smirked at her.

"Yeah, sounds like fun." Kuroo looked over at Kenma and gave him a sly smile. It wasn't that he particularly wanted to watch Kenma kiss people, but maybe if he thought he'd be able to kiss girls he might have a bit more of a fun time. The thinking was irrational considering the two of them didn't even talk about girls together.

"I'm not playing that." Kenma frowned at him, and Kuroo gave him a pouted look. The setter's face stiffened further. "No way..." He had no desire to watch Kuroo locking lips with some random girl or any girl for that matter.

"Just one round? We can get some food and go home after that." Kenma rolled his eyes at Kuroo's words and let out a sigh.

"Fine." Kuroo's face brightened as he watched Kenma take a seat in the circle, trying to scoot over enough to make room for him. He failed, and Kuroo ended up taking a seat across from him on the other side of the circle. This made Kenma feel even more uneasy, but Kuroo continued to throw glances and winks his way to try and make him a little more comfortable being around so many strangers.

The game was dragging on. People were shyly kissing each other, going around in a circle, and Kenma couldn't even believe there were actually people who found this fun. He glanced over at Kuroo, attempting to read his expression. Was this his idea of fun? He still hadn't kissed anyone yet. Kenma was actually dreading it, and that's when he noticed that it was actually Kuroo's turn. The setter swallowed hard, as his captain glanced over at him. He thought about smiling to throw him off course from realizing how annoyed he was by this, but he didn't. Smiling in a place like this would probably look even more suspicious.

"Here goes nothing." Kuroo chuckled as he reached out and spun the bottle. Kenma watched it go around and around with an intensity in his eyes like no other. Who was it going to land on? Who was he going to have to watch Kuroo lock lips with?

Unable to bear it any longer, Kenma shifted his eyes away. That's when he heard all the girls start squealing. Confused, he looked back at the bottle. His eyes widened slightly. It was pointed... at him. He looked back up at Kuroo whose mouth was agape as he stared across the circle at his best friend.

In all honestly, Kuroo had wanted it this way. He'd just never thought it'd actually happen. He cleared his shocked expression, and turned it into a sly smile as he shrugged. "Ah, well, guess it can't be helped." If this was going to make Kenma uncomfortable, he could at least try to make it seem like one big joke. "Pucker up, Kenma." He smirked.

Kenma had just continued to stare as Kuroo started crawling across the circle on his hands and knees in Kenma's direction. The girls were still squealing, but Kenma couldn't hear them anymore over the beat of his own heart as he watched Kuroo come even closer. The blocker stopped in front of him, and re-situated himself into a more comfortable sitting position. Kenma had never kissed anyone before. His first kiss was going to be... Kuroo. The idea of that made him even more nervous.

"Don't worry." Kuroo winked at him. "I won't bite... much." Kenma's eyes widened further, and this time some of the squeals coming from the girls were too loud not to hear. Kuroo was doing this for their satisfaction. The flirty comments made that all too apparent. For some reason, girls seemed to find this stuff appealing, and he was running with that.

Kenma felt himself shaking, but it stopped when Kuroo brought a hand up slowly and pushed his blond hair behind one of his ears. He was smiling at him, but it was an unknown smile to the setter. It was a rather seductive one, and Kenma had never seen it before. His shaking might have calmed down, but his heart was ramming into his chest. The same hand that had pushed his hair back moved to caress his cheek.

Slowly, Kuroo began to lean in and close his eyes. Kenma's eyes dropped to the other's lips. They looked soft, and he wondered if they were going to feel that way too. He only got to think about that for a moment before Kuroo's lips pressed into his own. Cheeks heating up, Kenma's eyes shut. His heart skipped a beat, and he became more flustered when Kuroo didn't retreat after just a peck. The squealing became louder still as Kuroo moved his lips against Kenma's. It was confirmed. They were soft. Softer than he'd imagined. Kenma sat frozen, unable to move, but Kuroo seemed to be doing just fine as he'd kissed him even faster.

One of Kenma's hands found its way to Kuroo's chest, resting it there. He could feel his heart beat against his fingertips. It was moving just as fast as his own. He must have felt really weird kissing a boy, let alone his best friend. That should have been Kenma's cue to find a way to stop this, but instead, something he'd never thought he'd find himself doing happened. His lips began to move. He started returning Kuroo's kiss. His movements were slow at first, but then he found himself trying to catch up to Kuroo's speed. The captain pulled away for a moment to take in a breath of air, and Kenma assumed that was going to be it. It wasn't. Kuroo's lips came back, and Kenma found himself clutching onto the fabric of his shirt with all of his might.

The circle grew silent. There were a few gasps, but Kenma couldn't hear anything. All he could focus on was kissing Kuroo, and his entire body began to tingle. He felt like he was suffocating, but he continued on until he just absolutely couldn't. Kenma pulled back and loudly gasped for air. Kuroo looked like he was trying to catch the setter's lips again, but stopped when he noticed Kenma's eyes looking around at the group. Their expressions were blank, almost confused. They hadn't expected the show to go for quite so long. Kenma hadn't expected it either. His face felt like it was on fire. He didn't look back up at Kuroo. How could he? He'd gotten way too into that, and Kenma wasn't the type to try to show off for girls. It would have been obvious to Kuroo what was going on.

Kenma used his hands to push off the ground. It felt like all the blood was rushing to his head as he stood straight up. "I have to go to the bathroom," he said, spitting the words out far too fast. His brain was swimming, and he was walking away before Kuroo even got the chance to protest.