Goldenrod (KenmaXReader) Flower Soulmate AU!

Yet another gift.

It was frustrating. Someone was watching him, but he didn’t know who. Kuroo said for him to calm down, as they were clearly fond of him, but he couldn’t help it. These gifts were left for him everywhere. In his locker, on his desk, even on his doorstep. They were simple things at first, a good luck charm, a ring, a bag of homemade cookies, but they soon escalated into things like games that he’d been eyeing or a treat he might have mentioned he’d been craving that day.

Whoever the serial gifter was, was watching Kenma very closely. They also managed to get out of sight just in the nick of time every time as well.

Today’s gift was a bouquet of flowers. Goldenrods to be exact. Were these the bloom of the mysterious gifter? Kenma played with one of the flowers slightly. He examined the bouquet for anything suspicious and found what he was looking for. Tucked away between the paper binding the flowers together and the stems was a handkerchief. Was it a clue to the gifter’s identity? He slowly pulled the fabric from the bouquet and took it into his hand. He examined it closely. It was like one of those mystery games where you had to gather all the clues and piece together a murder, however, the solution to this mystery wasn’t a murderer, but a giver. The soft fabric was covered in yellow pollen from the flower. He turned the fabric all around to look at it from all angles. Finally, he spotted some elegant stitching on the corner of the handkerchief. The stitching spelled out initials. (Y/I). finally, he had some sort of clue, but how to catch them?

His teammates had suggested a stakeout/setup sting operation, but he disliked the idea. There was probably a reason as to why the gifter was so reserved. Sure, he wanted to figure out who they were, but he understood the appeal of secrecy. He just wished he knew how the gifter did it. Out of sight before even Kuroo could catch them. He began to wonder if maybe the gifter hid in plain sight? Or maybe the gifter used another to deliver their gifts.

He had attempted to play hooky that day, but Kuroo had caught him. Kuroo had just dragged him into the gym.

“Kenma! Come on! Hurry your ass in there!” Kuroo yelled as he threw him onto the wooden gym floors. Kenma pouts at his childhood friend. He really didn’t want to be in the gym right now.

“Hey, Kenma! Did you get any more gifts?” a tall lanky boy with silver hair asked him, but a short boy with even shorter hair swiftly kicked him in the side.

“Lev! Did I say we were done?!”

“But Yaku-senpai! I want to know about Kenma’s mystery gifts!”

“You can ask after you can actually receive a ball right!” Yaku dragged the lanky Lev back to where he was working on receives.

“But, did he get another gift?” Lev protested as he was dragged.

“Yeah, he did.” Kuroo satiated the first year’s curiosity. Kenma pouted at his captain. He didn’t have to tell Lev.

“What’d you get this time!?” A boy with a mohawk yelled at him. Kuroo looked expectantly at his childhood friend.

“...some flowers…” Kenma says quietly as he shoves his hands into his pockets. He takes the handkerchief into his hands and begins to stroke it with his thumb. It was comforting to have something that belonged to them.

“Flowers? Laaaame!” Lev whined. “You didn’t get another video game or something like that?”

“Hey, pipe down you idiot!” the Mohawk boy smacked the back of Lev’s tall head “Flowers are super important in our society! Especially if they represent a bloom!”

“Wow, well said Yamamoto! Who’d a thunk you had the brain power!” Kuroo laughed.

“Hey shut up!” He began to whine about how he isn’t dumb. You took this as an opportunity.

You peered into the gym as the boys were distracted. There he was. Kenma. You didn’t see your gift anywhere, did he throw it away? The thought of that broke your heart. You knew flowers were risky. Not everyone likes flowers, even if flowers were the ultimate symbol of love.

    You sigh again as you look up at the boy. You noticed he was fidgeting with something in his pocket.

“Oi Kenma!” You jumped and hid. A voice you recognized as Kuroo spoke again “What

do you have in your pocket there? You’re fidgeting.” Your heart raced. Did he keep something from that bouquet you gave him?

“A handkerchief was left in the bouquet I was given. It has the initials (Y/I) on it.” Your flowers began to caress your heart. He said your initials! You began to blush heavily. You hid your face, but it wasn’t like anyone was going to notice you anyways. Several people had passed by you already. You just had to keep quiet and not be incredibly in the way.

    You used your incredible ability to leave Kenma gifts wherever you could. You could sneak anywhere and never be caught. It wasn’t a superpower, you just aren't that noticeable. When you want to be noticed, you will be.

But for now, you enjoy giving Kenma mystery gifts.

You knew that he didn’t like it when too many people had eyes on him, so you tried to make your eyes have no weight. You could only hope that he understands.

Before you left the gym, you dropped a single goldenrod blossom.

………..

Right before he leaves, he spots the soft, golden blossom. He gently picks it up and began to examine it with his own golden eyes. It was the same type of flower that he had gotten that day. A goldenrod.

Kenma looked around for any more. He ended up finding several right outside the door to the gym. They were here.

A few more had been scattered in a trail. Were you finally leading him to you? He looked behind him at his team continuing to chatter. On any other day, he would wait and walk home with them, but his curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to see you. He took one last look behind him to make sure no one was following him, and he lept out after the petals. He could feel his camellia blooms tickle his chest.

As he made his way down into Tokyo, he noticed the goldenrod blooms were placed in places where they would not be knocked around by people or environment.

With gentle fingers, he places each bloom in the palm of his hand. One by one, he is lead to a rather large group of buildings. He looks up at the buildings. On top of a family owned bakery was some flats. He recognized the bakery as one he passed on a daily basis. Kenma examined the bakery closely as he looked for more goldenrod blossoms. He knelt down and picked up all that was in front of the store. He thinks he’s found the place.

He enters the family-run bakery, and it was suddenly very clear how the mysterious gifter was able to get so many cooked pastries to him. He also wondered if this is where you would listen in to him mentioning that he wanted things. As he very gently opens the door, the bell attached to it rang with a sharp tone. He looks up at it with upset eyes, but he quickly moves on to the task at hand. He crept into the bakery, looking for more goldenrods as he went.

As the sharp tone of the bell at the front door rang through your family’s bakery, you quickly made your way downstairs. You peered out into the small cafe that was attached and spotted the pudding head. You felt like you were gonna scream. There he is. He’s in your family bakery. He’s looking for YOU.

Your face burned some more as he looked at your handkerchief. He was studying the initial of your family name and comparing it to the name on some of the items in the store. You gripped your face again. You couldn’t believe he was here. He was right in front of you!

“Hello?” He said in a meek voice. You almost died. “Is someone here?” Crap! Did he hear you? No that’s impossible. No one ever paid attention to you. You were practically invisible! “Excuse me, do you work… here…” you jump. He found you. You whip around and look him directly in those golden eyes of his. He went quiet.

He could feel the Camellias on his chest pulling him closer to you. He didn’t notice you at first, but you became very obvious when his bloom made you out. You were gorgeous. You stared at him with wide eyes as your breath became irregular. You shook slightly. This is what you wanted, right? You wanted to confront him. You wanted to finally meet him.

“I… I do…” You said quietly. Another silence fell over the bakery. He begins to shift slightly as he was stumped as what his next actions would be. This was awkward. He didn’t know how to continue the conversation with you. “I… I guess I should fess up, huh…?” You say bravely, but you were shaking. Kenma’s eyes widened. “I… I’m the one that led you here. I left you the goldenrods.” you swallow the heart that was threatening to beat out of your throat. “I-it’s my bloom you see…. You’re … my… bloom…” You finally admit. Kenma only stares as you continue to fidget.

“I-I see…” He mutters as he looks down. His face was bright red. His own bloom was spreading more and more across his chest.

“Um… So… I… Didn’t really have much of a plan after this…” You admitted as you scratched the back of your neck. “W-would you like something… to… drink?” Your voice became more and more broken with each word you said to him. He didn’t appear to be much better, however. His words got caught in his throat.

“S-sure…” He was glad that he could finally interact with you.