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#but i still havent finished the gif for my ff
ooo-babyboi · 3 years
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Kenma x G/N!Reader Oneshot: Ground Cake
a/n: dang, i really said ‘falling off the face of the earth ✌🏼 bai boo’
take this kenma fic i wrote in two hours as an apology :))
also can you tell i gave up on making titles
FIC ENTAILS: stress from school work, ghosting, online friends with kenma :>, minecraft being everyones coping mechanism, picnic date <3, lack of sleeps, idk what to say pls
one in the morning, that’s when you had felt most productive, unfortunately. the moon casted a misty glow through your blinds as you sat at your desk, computer on. 
the assignments were always piling on each other, as if they were a globish monster ready to consume you. while you really did try to finish them, it was just getting to be too much. you prayed that there was an escape-
ding
watery eyes (from the blue light or overwhelming stress, who knows) gazed towards the top of your screen, in search for the notification.
applepi: >:( i know ur awake, ur sleep schedule is as shit as mine
u havent been on in a while, u okay?
you clicked over to discord, opening the message fully. you really hadn’t been on in a couple days. or maybe it was a week or two, who knows.
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: haha
im fine, dw :))
applepi: you use :)) when ur upset :/
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: ffs y can u read me like an open book
applepi: only thing im good at 😎
rlly tho, whats up?
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: idk, everything feels like garbage
a dumpster on fire
applepi: that sounds
✨shitty✨
minecraft = coping mechanism
wanna play?
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: lol sure
a ring came from your computer, alerting you that he was voice calling you. you cleared your throat quickly before picking up, letting out a little hello.
“go on our usual server, ‘kay? i updated the base,” applepi murmured.
you hummed in agreement, “what did you do?”
the line was silent as you entered the world, only caves and dungeons visible till the land loaded.
“apple? what did you do to the base?” you asked again.
“oh sorry, i spaced out. you can call me ken, by the way. uh, i added an extra room, come look.”
your characters ran together through the base to an unfamiliar hallway, which lead outside to a pathway to a dark oak forest.
“im scared, are you gonna kill me again? bombard me with skellies? have me trip over a wire and fall in lava?” you questioned, though still running behind him.
“no, that got old after, like, the third time,” ken chuckled.
“i’m still upset about that, i was farming endermen and i lost all those ‘pearls,” you scoffed, although he could tell you were messing around.
“m’kay, farmer n/n, look.”
in an opening in the forest, red and white carpets were placed down with lanterns on the trees. you could feel the grin ken wore while his character crouched several times.
“wait, that’s not it,” he broke a carpet and placed a cake down, “bam, there we go. you like it?”
it was silent for a moment, then you let out a loud laugh. tears pricked in your eyes as you hunched over, the biggest smile on your face.
“i hope those are good laughs, it didn’t take me very long, but i just thought it might make you feel better,” ken huffed.
“very good laughs, ken. thank you, it’s very nice,” you wiped your eyes clear of tears.
“good, now come eat this cake with me before i eat the whole thing myself.”
“yum, ground cake, sounds very appetizing,” you teased.
“just get over here, you sap.”
you both had eaten the cake and sat in the picnic area for a while, talking about anything and everything. after some time, the both of you moved on to exploring, as well as mining in some of the caves you saw earlier.
before you knew it, an orange haze beamed through your window. stretching, you popped a few bones, “morning already?”
“what? no.”
“real life, ken, look out the window,” you snickered.
“oh, i guess it is- oh god.”
“wha-”
the mic didn’t pick it up very well, but you could hear a brief yell from ken’s side, along with, “suck my ass, kuro! i’m playing minecraft!”
“pftt-” 
laughing ensued between you too, then it fell silent. Although, it was quite comfortable with a few giggles here and there.
“someday, if your not a 35 year old man, maybe we’ll meet in person and have a real picnic,” ken mused.
“thankfully i’m not a 35 year old man.” (if you are 👀 leave)
“hmmm, that sounds like something a 35 year old man would say-”
“oh shut up,” you interjected, smiling.
you agreed when ken asked if you would be on later, snorting when you said ‘just for you’. with that, you both logged off, putting your status to ‘invisible’.
sitting in your chair, you thought about what an actual picnic with ken would be like. then you drifted on thinking about what ken would be like. little did you know kenma was thinking about it too, well, till kuroo started yelling at him again. 
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