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When the muffled alarm buzzed under kenmas pillow he regretted letting himself indulge for so long. He turned it off along with the five others he had convinced himself he would need in the morning. The room air was warm thanks to the sun and even his floor was warm, he walked into the shared kitchen in search for something good to devour. He located two frozen pancakes in a ziploc bag, he tossed them into his toaster while pouring himself a glass of orange juice. He scrolled through his notifications, nothing too exciting the same old youtube comments that somehow went through even though hes turned off notifications for those pesky things a million times.
He quickly tore through the pancakes and dropped his glass into the sink, assuming his roommate would clean them for him. He slipped back into bed phone still in hand reading through the messages he received. Three from Kuroo, fourteen from Bokuto, and one from akaashi. He knew if he responded to Bokuto, he’d receive a phone call. If he responded to Kuroo he would also get a phone call. Akaashi was the only one who would respond normally.
| Akaashi :p | 7:06 am
You got home safe?
1:45 pm
Yea, U?
| Akaashi :P| 1:45 pm
Yeah.
Did you just wake up?
1:46 pm
Yea lol
| Akaashi :P | 1:46 pm
Bo, K and I went out for lunch just before, I bought you a sub.
1:47 pm
Ur my dream gf
Kenmas pancakes were nothing compared to the sub Akaashi was soon to bless his mouth with. The all amazing sub Kenma was so highly anticipating was no regular sub. It was a delectable italian herbs and cheese bread sliced and stuffed with steak and pepperoni, topped with american cheese, lettuce, jalapenos and buffalo sauce. Akaashi knew Kenmas order from memory or pherahps heart. Kenma didn’t care which he just needed that sub.
When Akaashi arrived Kenma was already at the door, he quickly snatched the brown paper bag from Akaashis arms.
“Kenma..are you really that hungry?” Akaashi smirked covering his mouth with his fist.
“Yes.” Kenma unrapped his beautiful sub from the green paper wrapping.
Of course the sub was amazing. It always was and it probably always would be the best sub Kenmas mouth would ever experience. The spiciness of the jalapenos and the buffalo mized so well with the cheesy steak. The lettuce worked with the jalapenos to add a satisfying crunch on the inside. The bread was perfectly toasted hand in hand with the cheeses. The magic happening in his mouth was so fulfilling. Kena let out a small groan rolling his eyes back.
“Akaashi this is the best thing ive ever had in my mouth.” Kenma held the sub to his lips continuing to chew what was already in his mouth.
“You’re disgusting.” Akaashi chuckled while pulling out his half eaten sub.
“Whats that?”
“I saved half of my sub to eat with you.” Akaashi made his way to Kenmas island stools.
“You’re the best” Kenma’s mouth was full.
“Are you about to cry?” Akaashi didn’t know if he should’ve felt appreciated or disgusted, regardless they both sat and ate together.