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Day 1: Love Notes

Kenma has never been a big eater, and most times comes home with left-over food in his bento, so the first time he doesn’t is a bit of a shock.

“Kenma did you eat all your food?” She can’t help but feel a bit incredulous. He’s a few months into his first year at high school, a bit more talkative compared to when he was younger, but he still shifts a bit and looks away before responding.

“No.”

“That’s ok, what happened to the rest of it?”

“I gave it to Kuroo.”

“You did? That was nice of you to share, but you know it’s supposed to be all for you, yes?”

“You always pack too much, and Kuro was hungry. He only ever eats bread.”

“Well, I guess it is tough when it’s just him and his dad now. Maybe we should help out?”

“We?”

“It’s about time you start making your own lunches now, and since you’re so worried, you can make a bento for Kuroo-kun as well.” This is met with much grumbling from her son, but the next morning finds her bleary-eyed son with her in the kitchen.

They work together quietly and efficiently, making the bentos for not only the boys but her husband as well. They’ve just finished up and about to wrap everything up when Kenma catches her sneaking a piece of paper into his dad’s lunch.

“What was that?”

“Just a little note for your dad,” she says as she finishes tying up the furoshiki.

“…you write Dad notes?”

“Of course, it’s nice, and he really likes them.”

“You don’t leave me notes,” She can’t help but giggle at her son’s pout.

“I was afraid that they wouldn’t be appreciated now that you’re in high school and all,” she gives him a peck on the check before continuing, “but I would love to add a note for you if you want one.”

Kenma hums in agreement, “Nothing too sappy though.”

She can’t help but laugh, “Course not, nothing too sappy for my little grumpy cat.” She playful squeezes his cheeks before grabbing another sticky note for his lunch.

“What about Kuro?”

“Wouldn’t it mean more coming from you? You did make him his lunch.”

“Mom, please, that would be embarrassing.”

“Fine, fine, all my boys will get a note from Mom.”

She quickly scribbles a message for each teen and tucks it in before Kenma can see what she wrote.

“Now off you go, I’m sure Kuro-kun is waiting for you.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

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It had been slightly embarrassing giving Kuro his bento outside the house, but he thinks he was able to play it off as “no big deal.” And he did make Kuro swear on his life to not gloat about it in front of anyone at school.

Later as they sat together to eat their lunches, Kenma pulled out the note from his mom, a mildly embarrassing ‘I’m so proud of you.’ He was softly smiling to himself when Kuro all but choked on his food at his note.

“What? What is it?”

“Nothing, nothing, just wasn’t expecting a note from your mom.”

“Uh-huh. Let me see it,” he swiped it out from Kuroo’s hand before he could pull it away. ‘You’re truly loved Kuroo-kun, treasure him’.

Kenma all but screeched at the message.

“I’ll be honest, of all the ways I expected getting a love note from you, I never thought it would be written for you by your mom.”

“Wha- why would I write you a love note?”

“Cause, you love me.”

“Do not.”

“Do too.”

“I don’t.” Kenma looked down to allow his hair to cover his blush.

“You do,” Kuro pushes his hair behind his ear, and taps his chin to make Kenma look at him. “Tomorrow, will you write it instead?”

“Ok.”

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robb, bran and sansa: *talking calmly while spinning slowly*

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