His plan to stay up all night was going fantastic until about 3am when his PSP died, and then he had nothing to distract himself with.
He was still sipping the energy drink, but because he was sitting still, all it seemed to be doing was elevating his heart rate, and by 4:30am he was really struggling.
You had been asleep soundly this whole time and the spot beside you was starting to look mighty inviting. Trying not to give in to the temptations of sleep, he slowly crawled closer to the pillow beside you just to see if he could maybe rest his head onto it for 2 seconds.
The second his face hit the pillow he was out like a light and it was a few minutes later that you rolled in your sleep and hit something firm.
Opening your tired eyes, you came face to face with Kenma and you nearly screamed into his fringe but you managed to stop yourself at the last second.
“What happened?!” You screeched internally as you sat up and stared at him in the dim light.
He was still fully clothed, on top of the bedsheets, and you sighed with relief, knowing that nothing had happened between you two.
“Why am I thinking about this kinda thing anyway?” you thought to yourself as you lay back down again and drifted off to sleep.
You weren’t sure how long you had slept for, when you felt Kenma’s hand feeling around for something. You woke up just as his hand landed on your boob and you froze.
“What is he doing?! Is he awake or asleep?!” you screamed internally, opening your eyes to look at him again.
He still had his eyes closed but his brows were furrowed like he was confused about something.
Then he started to feel around your boob, grabbing and squishing it while you just lay there in frozen panic.
It was when he started to tap his index finger against your nipple that you completely freaked out and grabbed his hand then threw it off your body.
The sharp jerk of his arm was enough to wake him up and he half sat up with a dazed look on his face, trying to work out what had happened.
“Pervert!” you screeched at him.
“You grabbed me!”
“You grabbed my boob! This one!” you screeched, pointing to your left boob.
“What? Why? I… I didn’t mean to I… I was having a weird dream?!” Kenma replied, the utter confusion on his face proving his innocence as the bags under his eyes dragged down his face.
“What was your dream?” you asked, taking an immediate interest in it since you always had weird dreams.
“I… I was looking for my PSP and I found it but it had gone squishy and I couldn’t hold it properly and I was trying to turn it on but I couldn’t make the button work and—.”
You burst out laughing, interrupting him.
He stopped and just looked at you, puzzled.
You had already figured out what had happened and you had already seen the funny side.
“You thought my boob was your PSP!” you laughed.
Kenma still hadn’t caught up yet and he gave you a confused look, bits of his hair sticking up all over the place.
You then had to explain what had happened, and he went bright red and hung his head as you came to the end of your explanation.
“It’s ok,” you said with a gentle chuckle, “you didn’t mean it.”
“I didn’t want anything like this to happen,” Kenma said sadly, “I failed my mission.”
“It’s fine. You’re fine,” you giggled, feeling much better about it all.
Since you were both awake now you decided to get up and check timetables for when the train was supposed to come so you could get back home again.
You knew your dad wouldn’t be home so he would be none the wiser. But Kenma was starting to worry about the fact that he hadn’t let his mum know what was going on.
“Is your phone still alive?” you asked him.
“Yeah, but it doesn’t have any reception,” he said sadly.
“Oh. Ok. Umm… well, mine has some? Did you want to call your mum from my phone?” you offered, holding out your phone to him.
He nodded and took your phone gratefully.
“Just type the number in and call her,” you said as you got up and searched for any remaining snacks.
Kenma followed your orders and rang his mum. Firstly, apologizing for not getting in contact with her sooner, then letting her know he would be back home later that day.
She was relieved that he was alright, and spoke a little more to him, then the conversation ended and he walked into the lounge room.
“Want some?” you asked with a mouthful as you held the snack packet out to Kenma.
He nodded and took some food, then you both tidied up a little, you got changed into your clothes from the day before (that were in your bag from before you changed into your cosplay gear) and prepared to leave.
“Wait!” you said suddenly, “I’m gonna miss this place. I need a moment.”
“We were here for only a few hours,” Kenma said with a confused look on his face, “how can you get attached so quickly?”
“This one time,” you started, “there was this white rock that was in amongst the black rocks, near my grandma’s house, and I used to say hi to it whenever I passed it. And then one day it was gone. And I cried for a week.”
“Wow,” Kenma said softly, “ok. Take your time.”
He walked to the front door to wait for you, while you took a second to savor the last of the place before leaving- remembering that that bedroom was where Kenma had grabbed a handful of your titty.
It was equal parts a hilarious, and flustering, thought and you didn’t quite know how to deal with the emotions and so just shook your head and turned to Kenma in the doorway.
“Ok, let’s go.”
And off you went, back downstairs to the bakery to return the keys, then off to the train station.
It was another 15 minute wait before the train arrived and then you were back on it and headed home.
Since neither you nor Kenma had had a good sleep that night it was unsurprising that you crashed the minute you got home and slept right through until your alarm woke you the next morning for school.