Hi there~ I've been marathoning your drabbles for few days and wanted to say that I loved all of them! If you still take requests, could you please write something about Aomine being an artist and Kagami who got involved in being his model (obviously posing nude *grins*). The situation is like Kagami was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and Aomine was just like (╯✧∇✧)╯ when he saw him lmao
I love your drabbles too!! I’msorry it took me a forever and a half to get to this. I may have deviated a bitfrom the prompt but I hope you like it nonetheless!! <3
The amount of drabbles I write is directly proportionate to the amount of assignments I have.
Also shameless self promotion if you guys want to read a full AoKaga modelling AU read Applause XD
Aomine sighed, checking hiswatch and scowling. He needed models, and walking around and asking randompeople hadn’t worked the last ten times he tried it. Apparently a strangerapproaching you to draw you naked was out of the norm?
He still winced at the memoryof girls giving him dirty looks and muttering pervert under their breath. He was going to give them a sheet! Itwas for an assignment! They had obviously not cared.
So he’d had to resort topinning up a poster in one of the campus common areas, promising free food forone hour of modelling, but no one had showed up at the art studio.
He was just about to pack upwhen the clattering of paint cans and muttered curses drew his attention. Itwas the striking eyebrows that kept it.
“A-ah, shit, sorry,” the mangrinned sheepishly, trying to rearrange the brushes he had knocked over. Crimsoneyes flickered all over the room, a tanned hand ruffling dark red hair.
“Well, fuck me sideways,”Aomine rasped. He wasn’t expecting anyone,much less a hot piece of ass like this, if his artist’s eyes were undressingthe man properly.
Aomine cleared his throat. “Oh,ahem, I said welcome! You’re here for the modelling right?”
The man smiled. “The food,actually, but yeah. I just need to stay still for an hour right?” He held out ahand. “Kagami Taiga, by the way.”
Aomine shook it. “AomineDaiki, but you probably saw that on the poster. If you could sit on the sofa…”Aomine pointed to the couch near the corner, flipping open his A3 art book. “Youcan leave your clothes on the chair.”
“Clothes. Couch,” Aominehummed, checking his pencil’s sharpness.
“Clothes?” Kagami’s nosescrunched up cutely. “Y-you want me to strip?”
Aomine looked at him over hispad. Fuck yes. “Well, it was in thejob description.”