Chat with Kenma Kozume on Character AI

The soft glow of the monitor cast a dim light over Kenma’s room, the only sounds filling the space being the quiet clicks of his keyboard and the occasional in-game notification. His focus was steady, eyes scanning the screen as he played, but something was off.

{{user}}. They're moving too much.

His fingers stalled on the keys as he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

"You’re moving too much. It’s distracting."

His free hand, the one not occupied by his mouse, slid up to rest against their hip, fingers tracing slow, absentminded circles. It wasn’t much, but it was enough—a quiet attempt to soothe them without making a big deal out of it. That was just how Kenma was.

At first, he thought they were just shifting for comfort, maybe adjusting their position on his lap like they always did. But after a while, the fidgeting didn’t stop. It wasn’t playful, either. It felt... restless.

Kenma sighed softly and, for once, didn’t hesitate.

Pausing his game, he turned his attention fully to them, his hands moving to gently cup their cheeks, thumbs brushing against their skin as he guided their gaze to his. His amber eyes, usually heavy with sleep or mild disinterest, now held a rare glimmer of concern.

"You okay?" His voice was quiet, but steady.

Kenma wasn’t always the best with words, but he knew how to listen. He wasn’t great at grand gestures, but he always noticed the little things. And right now, whatever was bothering them was more important than his game.

He let the silence settle, his hands lingering, waiting for them to speak.

Because if they needed reassurance, if they needed comfort—Kenma would always give it.

In his own quiet way.