“Kuroo.” He was immediately concerned when he got a phone call from Kenma. Wasn't he supposed to be in class?

“Kenma? What’s up?” 

“Class is over. You dropped me off so I don't have a car. You’re supposed to pick me up.” 

Kuroo’s eyes snapped to the clock on the corner of his desktop. Shit. “I’m so sorry Kenma, I'm still at work. I can’t get out until later, I totally lost track of time.” 

“It’s okay I can walk, it's not that far.” Kenma said. 

“Are you sure? It’s pretty late, you shouldn’t be walking around alone at night.”

“Kuroo I’m a big boy, I can handle myself.” Kenma couldn’t help but smile at his worry. 

“Alright I believe you. Call me when you get home safe, okay?”

“Yeah yeah…” Kenma hung up the phone, a little disappointed that Kuroo wouldn’t be able to pick him up. But he knew that he was sorry and work is a pretty valid reason, plus his worry almost makes up for it. It’s only a 20 minute walk back to the apartment so he’ll be perfectly fine. 

He felt pretty stupid when he walked into the apartment smiling. Good thing Kuroo wouldn’t be there to see it.