Hello! Can I get some aomine and kagami love triangle with reader. Maybe her being with aomine before and they broke up and she's in seirin and starts to maybe have a thing for kagami vice versa :3
(Sjendfhjwen this is crazy bc I've thought of the scenario in my head! Sorry it's angsty!!)
Aomine heard you were going to attend Seirin after you both graduated from Teikou. He was going to miss you dearly, but you both agreed long distance in grade school just wouldn't work for the two of you with your academics. So graduation was the last time you saw each other.
Back at Teikou, you were pretty involved with the basketball team. Since you were together with Aomine and friends with Momoi, you liked to show up at games often and cheer them on, though it wasn't necessary.
Now that you were at Seirin, you juggled around the idea of being involved with basketball again, so you did what you could. You befriended Riko quickly as your interest in the club was extremely clear, so she had you do this and that-practically being her vice manager.
Meeting the team was sort of a whirlwind, they were all one of a kind...especially Kuroko, who you'd known, and...Kagami. The first time you saw Kagami you could have sworn you went weak in the knees. It was a little odd for you since you still felt for Aomine.
You would think about the both of them often...it was almost painful. You missed your old boyfriend, but you wanted to say something to Kagami, to see if he maybe felt the same. You often got distracted in class and would get scolded for it.
The day finally came when Seirin would play Touou academy at the inter high preliminaries. You had an extreme amount of anxiety. You knew you would see him no matter what, and you couldn't imagine what it would be like.
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You stepped into the stadium with the others at the inter-high, looking around at the lights and all the people. It wasn't long before you saw the other team, but...no Amine. You approached the bend with the others and saw Kagami walk up to the other team, asking about his whereabouts.
"He's late." was all you got out of it. What does that mean? Will he skip the game? In middle school he had skipped practice all the time, even a few games, but this was still unexpected. You frowned and looked down.
"You okay, y/n?" You felt a hand brush against your forearm. It was Kagami, "Yeah, I'm fine-just-." you swallowed before Kagami spoke again, "You went to Teikou, right? So you know Aomine. Were you friends?" He asked you a question that you didn't even want to answer, but you did.
"Yeah...more than that, but that doesn't matter." You told him, looking up. You noticed his expression was one of surprise, "So...he was your boyfriend or something?" His words made you purse your lips and look away,
"Kagami! Stop flirting! Do your warm ups!" Hyuuga interrupted from behind the two of you and you suddenly felt guilty for keeping him. Kagami grunted and did as the captain told him, jogging away.
Before you knew it everyone lined up, wishing each other a good game.
Saying you were taken aback by the skill of just the other team's players on the court would be an understatement. They were fast, and their defense good. Watching the others struggle was a bit painful, but Seirin was strong too, so you kept yourself calm.
The first quarter went by and most of the 2nd, until a familiar face interrupted the game. You froze and straightened yourself. Your chest tightened, and your breath was taken away.
"Aomine." You said under your breath. He and Kagami were locked in a battle from the time they laid eyes on each other.
As you were in thought, navy eyes met yours. His expression didn't change when he saw you though, he still had that smirk. You swallowed before he continued to join the others...as if you didn't exist.
Seeing him play was indescribable. He'd only gotten better ever since you saw him last. You'd never seen anything quite like it. Kagami was struggling and you began to feel bad for your own team.
But now, you were thinking of Kuroko, how was he feeling about all this? You could only wonder, as he was still unreadable for you.
As the game continued, things were were looking good and bad, commentary from Kagami and Aomine kept in quite tense for everyone watching.
The good and bad turned into the ugly...the gap only widened until the buzzer, Seirin losing sorely...you all left the court in silence. You wanted to cry, but not because you lost. Aomine was so....different...
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As everyone changed and spoke together in the locker room, you asked to take a breather. Riko could tell you were overwhelmed, but not why. You sat on a concrete ledge, the cool night air tickling your legs.
"Y/n."
You heard an indistinguishable voice come from behind you. You clenched your fists in your lap and didn't say anything.
"What? I don't get a hello? Your good old boyfrie-."
"You're not my boyfriend anymore...don't even joke about it, Daiki." you interrupted him, earning you a small scoff. Aomine walked up and stood beside you.
"So then...enjoy the game?" He continued without acknowledging what you'd said. You looked up at him finally, and he down at you.
"You're really something else...I didn't expect for you to get worse. Your attitude is even shittier." your voice was harsh, which had him taken aback.
"Look, I'm sorry. I'm not here to rub salt in the wound or anything, but-." you didn't let him finish. You stood up then, "Then what are you here for? Why would I want to talk to you after what happened?" You let out a huff. Aomine looked away momentarily, putting his hands in his pockets.
"I just wanted to say-."
"HEY! What the hell are you doing here?" You both looked towards the source of the shouting to see an aggravated Kagami, along with Kuroko. Both you and the other widened your eyes. Kagami walked right up to him, in his face.
"You should leave. You have no right to talk to her-."
"Kagami, please. It's okay." You stopped him and he looked to you, Aomine taken aback by the both of you. Kuroko stood a good distance away, not able to do anything in this situation.
"Ohh I see. So this is your new boyfriend then? Figures." Aomine chuckled, stepping back, "I see you have a type." he finished.
Kagami followed quickly, "Shut up! You really like running your mouth, don't you-." He stopped, feeling a hand on his back. It was Kuroko.
"There's no point. Let's go."
Kuroko looked between you and Kagami, his gaze was always comforting. You nodded and walked in Kuroko's direction. Kagami grit his teeth and let out a grunt before silently doing the same.
"Well that was quick composure...Kagami. Looks like you're Kuroko's puppy dog, huh?" Daiki didn't fail to continue to tease. You could tell Kagami was about to bite back, but you took hold of his forearm and shook your head. It was best that none of you encouraged him.
The three of you began to walk back towards the stadium building to join the others. You heard Aomine once more.
"I wanted to say that I missed you."
You stopped momentarily at those words, parting your lips. You didn't look back though. It would only make you want to stay. Kagami tugged lightly on your hand then, grabbing your attention as you left Aomine behind. Standing alone in the cold. You admitted to yourself then.
Hey honeybuns it’s me and I’m so fucking happy you’re restarting this blog. You know my hardcore love for Mr Aomine so like how about we start this blog off with some Mr and Mrs Aomine… but fake married! Because you love that shit and i love you. Why are they fake married? idgaf. You decide ;)
[Sweet girl I love you, and since I love you, here’s your fave: a little police officer!Aomine. What a way to start this blog again.]
The coastal city grows lethargic with the evening. The suns hangs like a lazy blush in the sky, the wind has subsided after the afternoon rainstorm, a few birds chirp their goodnights, and Aomine Daiki’s plain gold band glints as he fishes his wallet out to lay a credit card on the table.
Distracted, you smile as you watch the distant waves crest. “I’m so glad we’re able to just get away from everything. Darling, you’ve been working so hard for us. You deserve this.”
Aomine manages to smile and frown within seconds of one another “We’re in public, baby. Call me by name.”
You fight the urge to flick his forehead or to kick him under the table, but the desire is strong. Lowering your eyes, you murmur demurely, “yes, Shintaro.”
“Shin-chan is fine,” Aomine pushes at the thick rim of his glasses absently. He slides the credit card across the gingham brocade to the server.
“Yes, Shin-chan.”
Everything about the cover had been thoroughly researched by his superiors, but Aomine’s backstory had been good enough to convince them that the name wasn’t important. This was not a high-risk, casualty-gaining sort of operation, anyway. And you’ll be damned, but the glasses are a delightful touch.
“Shall we go around the boardwalk?” You’re hopeful to get a little fresh air in the most romantic spot in town. “Remember that couple from the hotel? They said it’s so romantic at sunset. Since I’m getting a pedicure at the spa tomorrow, I might as well do lots of my walking tonight?”
Aomine throws his grey blazer over his shoulder after accepting the credit card back. He is the picture of a professional man just starting to unwind; not so much that he’d sleep in the following morning or have a too much to drink tonight, but just enough to let the smiles come a little easier and let some of the stress out of a stiff posture. Maybe he’d even stay awake long enough to give his pretty, young wife a little extra attention.
Your breath rushes out in a little gasp as he pulls you close firmly by hip. Leaning down, he breathes in your hair and presses a kiss to the crown of your head. “We can take in the boardwalk any time,” he mutters. “I can think of something else I’d rather do.”
You don’t have to fake the blush or the stammer. “Shintaro! Don’t, we’re…”
“In public?” he supplies, practically glowing. Even now, he surprises you as a better actor than you would have ever thought to give him credit for, even knowing his undercover history, but you still begrudge him the cheshire grin. “It’s fine, no one can hear me, and even if they could, isn’t that the point of coming here in the first place?”
Well, he’s not wrong. Why else would a serial embezzler and his stunning new fiancee come to a quiet little town like this? There certainly is something like desire that plays around in the salty wind out here. She must be a romantic, you muse for the fourth or fifth time since the train ride in.
Aomine’s hand rests naturally on the curve of your waist as you walk back to the hotel, and you the two of you fall in stride. He’s probably thinking about taking off those uncomfortable shoes, and probably those glasses, too. Maybe have a beer and a shower and fall asleep with the television still on like he’s told you he does. The man at your side hardly looks it, but he’s had three hours of sleep in the past two days and most of that was on the train on the way there. You twist the diamond ring and the plain band back and forth with your pinky finger.
No, he certainly doesn’t look as tired as he must be.
You get the generous bed to yourself, falling asleep to the picture of Aomine, still in his cardigan and uncomfortable slacks, typing away on a laptop that seems tiny compared to the size of his hands.
When you wake, he’s already gone.
The embezzler’s fiancee, Akane, is phenomenally beautiful up close. Her skin is crisp and perfect and she has the most perfectly conspiratorial smile you’ve ever seen.
“So how about it? It might be fun to blow off a little steam. I’ve met a couple of other girls here and the one, she’s having a, oh what did she call it, something ridiculous… right, a ‘pre-bridal party party’. We can catch a cab and be back before Seki and Shintaro even know we’re gone. Well, maybe not, but we can leave a note and text them. I doubt Seki will even see it if I just leave a note, though he’s hardly likely to even leave the room. He needs to relax a little.” Akane sighs and fingers her necklace delicately, thoughtfully. “He’s so sweet, really, but I mean, the most he’ll do is visit the pool.”
You nod in sympathy and give a moment’s pause before offering: “my Shintaro, too. He works so hard for us. And I know it’s to save for our future, and hopefully for our future children, but sometimes I’d rather - oh forgive me.”
“No!” Akane leans forward. “It’s okay.”
You’re flushed with just the right shade of embarrassment, delighted so greatly that your breathing is dangerously shallow. “I am sorry, I don’t mean to rant. It’s just, sometimes I think that there’s the present to think about, too, you know? If he keeps up like this, well, I don’t want him working to an early grave. Oh, I’m so sorry to complain.”
Akane brushes the apology away with a flick of her delicate hand and a shake of her head. “Getaways like this are vital for recharging.”
“The pool is a great idea,” you continue thoughtfully. “There’s nothing quite like swimming to clear the mind.”
You’d bet an ice-cream sundae over who would be the first to chat to either the target or Akane. Technically, Aomine had apologized for bumping into them in the elevator, but that had hardly qualified. This? This is perfect.
“What do you say?” Akane asks, beaming over a glass of spiked lemonade.
“Well,” you pause long enough to draw the thought out, “I did just get my toes done, and I have my new shoes to try out… oh, of course I would love to - count me in!”
“I’m just calling Shintaro,” you laugh as, making sure to step gingerly into the taxi. You have to slow down on the drinking and the ride to the party should do the trick for the moment.
“Yeah?” Aomine’s voice comes gravelly and alert. “Where the hell have you been?” Ah, so he must be on his own, then, and hasn’t yet seen your note.
“I’m texting Seki now,” Akane says, then brightens as she looks over at you. “Look at the look on your face, oh, you’re so cute it’s almost borderline! You love to hear his voice. I want to be like you when Seki and I are married!”
You cover the mouthpiece of your phone as if it’s somehow necessary, and just laugh before returning to the call. “I’m going out this evening… just wanting to make sure you got my note.”
You had scribbled POOL ROOM, 21:30 TONIGHT FOR OBSERVATION and pasted it to the bathroom mirror where you were sure he would see it.
“Yeah, no,” he huffs.
You continue like he hadn’t said a word, emboldened by the alcohol and your own personal sense of victory. “I’m out with Akane - what do you mean, who’s Akane?”
“I’m Akane!” Akane giggles loudly and leans over. “Hello, Shin-kun! I’m stealing your wife tonight. You can punish her later.”
You sputter and laugh and guard your heart against the sound of Aomine’s noise of approval.
“Don’t get her too drunk,” Aomine advises. “She’ll start dancing, and once she does you’re going to have to pull her out of there, and she’ll probably hit on half the men. Take care of her.”
You grind your teeth before smiling curtly. “Still talking to me, my love.”
You can practically taste the gratitude hidden behind his laughter. “Well then, have fun and take good measurements. I’ll need to know the cup size of all attending parties.”
“Ugh,” you grumble and hang up on him with satisfaction.
“All done,” Akane chirps, looking up from her phone. “What’s up?”
“He wants to know how big everyone’s boobs are,” you huff. “What was that about wanting to be just like us when you’re married?”
Even Akane’s half-drunk laugh is a pleasure. “Men!”
Half an hour and a split cab-fare later,you arrive to find the party is already in full swing in the club. Akane takes you by the arm and sashays up to the front of the line, blinking just once at the bouncer before announcing your friends are already inside. It’s like anything she touches turns to gold, and you’re almost sorry you will have had any role in putting her soon-to-be husband away for so many years. She orders the two of you drinks before whisking you away to the party of at least seven other young women who greet you like you’ve been friends for years.
You can’t help but pity Aomine. If only things were this easy for him. You laugh and introduce yourself and, as you down half of your first drink before being pulled by someone’s persuasive argument of “this song is my favourite!”.
“Better music!” you call when three men approach your group with hungry eyes and ask what you’d like. What you’d really like is to make sure Aomine is okay, even though you’re both the best strategically placed as you could be, and it’s only thanks to you, well, thanks to Akane, really, that he has as good of a shot as he does tonight at all. So you do what you know you have to do to keep the party going and turn off your mind as much as you can.
“Her husband says to watch out for this one!” one of the soon-to-be bridesmaids yells gleefully and points to you.
You suck up the implications, convert them to a smoldering smile, and grab a young man from his friends and pull him onto the floor with you. By the way he slides a hand up your back, he doesn’t seem to mind you have a husband at all, and you can’t help but imagine his strong hand is Aomine’s as you close your eyes and move in.
It continues like this for hours, with the steady bass pumping through your feet, through your heart, and the hands - all of the hands - become Aomine’s hands, the stomachs, chests, and arms become Aomine’s firm stomach and chest and arms pulling you close, holding you tightly. You grind the diamond against the inside of your pinky and imagine Aomine looking down at you, so full of desire, and why, why couldn’t this be him?
Is this any way a married woman should behave? Even if her husband told her to?
You know it’s foolish, that you shouldn’t down another drink, but you do, because Aomine could be talking with Seki the Embezzler right now and you’re helping by keeping Akane busy.
“Oh my god, girl, no.”
Both you and another young woman are propped up in the booth with water in two tall glasses, and you briefly fade out, more from the exertion than anything.
“Someone call a cab!”
Akane hovers into view mutters, her face pink and eyes glassy but at least she’s able to stand, even in her four-inch heels. “I called Shin-chan, he’ll be on his way soon. Whose phone password is 9999 anyway?”
You take a shaky sip of water. “I just need a second, I won’t black out, promise. I’ll get a cab back later. I’m gonna call Shin-chan back! We’ve got a party to celebrate here!”
Akane pauses, but not for long, and laughs her sparkling laugh. “You’re amazing! I’ll give you ten minutes and if you’re not ready to dance, I’m sending you back!”
You speed-dial Aomine and think of his eyes and steel yourself against the threat of your racing pulse.
“Are you okay?” is the first thing out of his mouth. The phone hadn’t even rung once, and you melt for his concern.
“I’m fine,” you yell over the noise. “Just needed a breather.”
“How’s Akane?”
“She’s at least a solid C - I might say D with the right bra!” Akane turns around, mouthing ‘are you talking about me?’ and you wave.
What you can make out of Aomine’s laugh is that it’s a fake one which makes your ribs feel suddenly too tight, like you want to breathe but there’s not enough air, not enough room to breathe. “Tell her her husband’s in good hands. If you’re not back by one, I’m coming to get you, you idiot. Oh yeah, Seki’s telling me to be kinder - you gorgeous idiot.”
You hang, exhale, and smile in relief.
Twelve thirty comes and goes. One comes and your feet are killing you, but the dances keep coming and no one in the party is ready to go until you get kicked out, and you’re most of the way to sober, which is and isn’t nice. You’re exhausted and worried it might be showing. Nonetheless, you run your hands through a head of dark hair and imagine it to be navy instead, imagine those eyes are the ones you can get lost in, imagine the fingers on your ass pulling you against a firm bulge are someone else’s entirely.
“Excuse me,” comes from behind you, and you turn too slowly, leaving yourself to be pulled back by the shoulders.
You mumble your surprise and stumble back on your heels as much as you trip over your words. “Sh-Shintaro?”
“I think I’ll be taking my wife home for the evening,” Aomine drawls before calling to the right, somewhere over your head that feels miles away, “Seki, you’d better do the same.”
“Punishment time!” Akane shrieks in full glee as you are personally manhandled out the door.
“My phone, my…”
“I have it,” Aomine shushes and pushes you into the cab.
The rest of the ride is silent and leaves you gazing out the window to catch Aomine’s reflection against the raindrops on the glass. His mouth is set in a hard line, but he seems more contemplative than anything for the whole ride and doesn’t spare you a look. You wonder how much got accomplished in the last four hours or so with the target, how late he’ll be up writing the report, how he must be resenting cutting the time short to come and get you.
The elevator ride is just as quiet and it’s not until Aomine’s opened the door up with the keycard and you’ve kicked off your shoes, your heel now bloody from the night’s exertions, that he says anything at all, and that’s only a “you should clean up and get to bed.”
“Sorry,” you say, and you don’t know quite why you’re saying it to the silhouette of his broad shoulders because he does owe you big for this, really for doing this assignment with him at all. But out it comes again, and as you slump in defeat against the bathroom door frame, it comes out a third time.
“Nothing to be sorry for, moron,” he says distractedly. He could just be busy thinking, itching to write his report so you’re one step closer to wrapping up the case. “I made some really good headway.”
“I kinda thought you might be mad for coming to get me,” you say nonsensically, and a quick flick of the bathroom light switch on and off again proves correctly that perhaps the best thing for you to do would be to shower in the dark.
“Nah,” he says curtly, and that marks the end of it.
So you turn on the shower and gratefully slide out of your dress and sweaty underthings. You hiss as the water hits your heels, but the pain is enough to bring you back to total awareness, and you just sigh your contentment into the darkness. Relaxed against the cool marble tile, you hold your fingers over your mouth and whisper Aomine’s name. You say it again as the drops run over your lips.
A few minutes come and go before you can force yourself to pull a towel over and grab for the pyjamas you’d scattered on the floor earlier that morning. You brush your teeth and feel so much better once you do, like you’re a proper human again, and pad out to bed.
The lights are off. Aomine’s already nestled on the lavish daybed with the laptop resting on his chest.
“Good night,” you half-whisper as you pass. Then, as an afterthought, say, “I really don’t mind switching out on the daybed. You can have the real bed if you want it.”
Aomine doesn’t say a thing, too busy in the blue screen glare of his work, and you smile as your head hits the luscious pillow. You close your eyes and feel your breathing turn deep and slow, feel the weight of the blanket on your chest. Then, so low and quiet you’ve probably imagined it… “Say it again”.
“Mmm?” you moan sleepily.
There’s a shifting sound and a long, measured exhale. “I said, say it again.”
“Weirdo” you say, smiling, “goodnight.”
Blankets rustle and you’ve almost fallen to sleep when a weight settles against the mattress and you dip forward a little. “Not that.”
“Look,” you mumble, fully aware that there’s the potential for you to drool on this most comfortable pillow. “I said you could have the bed but I take it back now. It’s mine, get lost.”
Aomine shifts his weight and that’s all it takes for the realization to hit.
With a slow breath, panic crosses you and for a moment, you’re back in the shower with your wet hair running over your lips and the few syllables coming from you like a taboo. “Oh god,” you screw your eyes shut. “I didn’t, not even once, I swear.”
Aomine sighs like his endurance for this wore thin years ago but he doesn’t so much as twitch a single muscle. “Say it again. Say my name.”
You gulp and heat snakes its way into your stomach and thighs unpleasantly, uncalled for by anything other than the raspiness of his voice. “Aomine,” you breathe.
“Fuck,” he exhales simply. “I’m so fucked.”
“Not in public!” You shoot up in bed. “Only to myself, only in the shower! And all night, it was all ‘my husband Shintaro’ and ‘handsome Shin-chan’ and ‘oh I love -’”
“If you say ‘I love Shintaro’ Midorima or otherwise, I will lose every bit of patience I have left,” Aomine enunciates every syllable, grinds it out. “The name was hilarious at the time and now I can’t stand it. And seeing you like that? Not to mention you smell.”
“Yeah, that’s rude,” you protest with familiar heat rising in your cheeks.
“You do,” he grinds out, furious, as he lowers his head. “Did. Whatever.”
“You literally smelled like sweaty socks and sweaty basketball player for years. You still stink!”
Aomine punctures each word by caging you in, trapping you first with his arms, then with his legs. “And? You’re supposed to be my wife.”
The tension sears through you and you feel the particular sinking feeling of having royally screwed up. It doesn’t matter that he had just been being an ass with his comments over the phone earlier. You had fallen for it, fallen to acting the persona he’d detailed for you only because you’d been too focused on being adaptable and ready to play any part perfectly. Deflation and exhaustion are quick to overcome your urge to bicker but his breath is hot on your forehead and his body radiates heat even though it’s at least a foot away from you, it swells in you the need to say something to defend against the onslaught of his overwhelming presence. “Sorry, wait, no, I’m not really sorry, only sorry I fell for it, and I only acted how I did because you told me to be that way! You’re the investigator - you’re the lead! And, thanks a lot, now my feet are bleeding on the sheets I have to sleep in.”
You don’t make it a breath further.
“I regretted every word right as it came out of my mouth.” He sounds exhausted and raw and frustrated. You can’t help but be so aware of your body that it hurts, that burn in your throat, your stomach, your thighs. “It kills me to say that I messed up, kills to know other men had been all over you all night. Ah, damn it, that’s not what I meant to say.” He practically growls, like he’s trying his best to get just a fraction of it out in words. “Because what you do is your choice and I’m going to get off this bed right now like I’m a working fucking professional.”
You let out a shaky exhale and try to relax the stiff board of your body, made tight by his proximity, his heat, his very being. Aomine doesn’t move. Tears sting at the corners of your eyes as you trace the outline of his arms and torso in the air without thinking. The diamond ring has twisted itself and the rock digs into your middle finger.
“I just have to say the word,” you echo.
Aomine’s arms are shaking, though not from the effort of keeping himself up. “Yeah.”
“And you’ll go?”
“Yes,” he murmurs. His eyes have slipped shut but that’s a cold relief because the weight of the decision aches, presses against your chest, and deadens your limbs. Your pulse rushes against the delicate skin of your neck. He sets your nerves on fire, as in just listening to his forcibly measured breathing makes you want to bury your red cheeks into the pillow.
Tongue-tied and light-headed, you do the only thing you can: reach your arms up and tangle your hands in his hair. Aomine lets out a shade of relief, a short and involuntary growl that jolts you to full attention as your body completely takes over. You guide him an inch and he swoops the rest of the way. Your mouth is enveloped in a wet heat, less a kiss and more an expression of release.
Aomine groans into your mouth, reverberating against your lips and teeth, and your response wells up from deep in your chest as you kiss back, every bit as messy and imperfect and impatient as him. He pulls away sharply, his whole torso shaking with suppression, long enough to say: “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“You just did,” you mumble, grabbing the opportunity to wiggle out of the blanket vise and breathe. You’re boneless and moving in slow motion with all your senses at once dulled and ablaze.
Like this, sitting up, the moonlight spreads a thick stream across Aomine’s jaw and down his clavicle, and the sight of those defined lines have you choking to breathe. His posture, relaxed and with rolled back shoulders, is a practiced front. He stares down at you through heavy lids with blown pupils like he’s dreamed of this. His adam’s apple bobs when he swallows reflexively, and you can only stare, too overwhelmed by the look on his face.
Aomine doesn’t wear his cocky grin but when he speaks, his voice is a purr. “That was just the warm up.”
To keep from moaning and giving in, oh just as completely tempting as it is, you sit straight up and wriggle against the weight of his knees on your legs. And you know you shouldn’t, you know you’re treading volatile territory if you provoke, but you do it anyway. “I’ve seen you warm up better for games when you didn’t even show up for practice.”
Aomine throws his head back and laughs.
“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he says offandedly before turning his full attention round to you again, and this time you can’t stand your ground, no, this time you push up as far against the headboard as you can, putting distance between him and yourself because he’s so there, so close, so overwhelming, and it’s the only way your body knows how to react. There’s a terrible need searing your body, and your heart threatens you with its persistent beating as Aomine bears down on you.
“I had fun tonight,” you threaten softly.
He soft laughs a short laugh, all teeth. And this kiss, this one must be what he meant by a real kiss: a slow brush over the lips like he’s reading them with his own, learning the curves before committing to a chaste press to part your mouth at the seam. You moan a little moan against him and he smiles before dipping his velvet tongue against your own.
Aomine only breaks the kiss to brush your hair out of your eyes and away from your throat, which sets your pulse to fluttering like a trapped bird, and when you open your eyes you’re almost relieved not to be looking straight into his own that are such a consternating split between honest and commanding.
“Of course you had fun,” Aomine murmurs in that dark voice against the crook of shoulder and throat. You shudder and he easily pushes against your jaw to tilt your head to one side. “Because I told you to.” He presses a kiss against your pulse and a soft moan escapes you. When he drapes one of his legs over both of yours, the weight preses your thighs firmly in place. “You hardly even let them dance face to face with you, did you? That would have been too much. And when you did, you were giving in, like your eyes just glazed right over.I can tell.”
“You like the sound of your own voice,” you try, though it comes out as a winded rush like you’ve already lost at whatever game you’re playing. You can’t help your legs from trying to rub against each other as much as possible to relieve some of the incessant throbbing, but Aomine blocks the movement by adding just a little more pressure. He keeps his hand on your cheek as he does so, pinning you to the pillow.
“You,” he pauses to lick a stripe up your neck only to breathe a stream of cool air against it, reveling as you shiver, “loved to pretend they were me. But not knowing that I was thinking about you the whole time. It shoulda been about how close you’d gotten me on this case, but instead,” Aomine hums in your ear, stifling your body’s reaction to the noise with his casual hold, “I’m here at this hotel, thinking of what you must look like. Thinking how just nice it’s all been when it should have been more like work. And all while I’m here, knowing how I served you up on a platter for all the men out there to be all over you. About how you’re out there tonight, on display for everyone but me.”
You try to speak but the words die in your throat and are replaced with shallow, loud breathing. Boiling and bubbling under Aomine’s touch, you wish you could see more of him than a couple of fingers in the periphery.
“Aomine?” is all you manage to carve into the thick silence.
“Mm,” he rasps, running his thumb down your throat to rest with just enough pressure at the base, watching as you swallow hard against the slightest pressure, before turning your face toward his again. He looks completely raw and partly possessed with need as he relaxes his hold on you.
He pulls away and up to take his shirt off in a single fluid motion.
“Oh yes,” you whisper.
“I’m going to ruin you,” he promises with a genuine smirk. “And you’re gonna love it.”
You agree with a hoarse and wrecked groan that leaves Aomine blinking down at you with hooded eyes. You struggle up long enough to pull your shirt over your head and he leans over to press a kiss to each of your breasts before sliding back to slip his boxers off.
“You’re never going to want anyone else,” he boasts, but you know the truth of his intentions and the look on his face has you believing him. His muscles expand and contract as he moves, fluid and beautiful even in the dark. You smile, and he traces the shape of your delta with his fingers before resting them against the seam of your lips.
“Open up,” he murmurs.
You do, running your tongue over his index and middle fingers, letting your eyes close in anticipation, fully appreciating his deep exhale at the sensation of your mouth. When Aomine’s had enough, he withdraws and immediately slips that hand under your pajama bottoms, parting your legs with ease and plunging both digits in without hesitation. You take his laugh as a good sign and revel in the depth and breadth of his fingers.
“You’re so ready for me, just went straight in. Damn, you’re so wet,” he marvels before pulling his fingers out and leaving you mewling a complaint of the emptiness. “More foreplay next time, maybe,” he offers and doesn’t give you time to fully appreciate the guarantee. He’s too busy drawing your legs into one arm and gliding the throbbing head of his cock against you in less a tease and more to borrow your slick to ready himself before he plunges in without another word.
You cry out. Ready as you think you are, you’re not ready for him to have gone as far as he did, even is that’s two thirds of the way in. You squirm to adjust to that feeling of fullness and he groans as you move about. His patience is traded for gripping at your calf and breathing hard. Only when you work your way off the shaft just enough to still for a moment does Aomine decides he’s through with waiting and pulls out just enough to push back in and encase himself fully.
“God, Daiki!” you cry, and he groans his approval.
He pumps fully into your heat a couple of times further, delighting in watching you shake below him before pulling out entirely. “I mean it,” he mumbles as he grabs you, pulls you up and twists the pair of you so he’s seated on the bed and your back is pressed flush to his chest. You scramble to grab at his legs as he works his hand over your back. “Anyone ever touches you again and you’re gonna think of me.”
Instead of letting you turn around, he grabs you by the hips and pushes you up as he lays back, to angle you and slowly draw you back down on him. Like this, you’re fully exposed, at your most defenseless, and spread wide for his eyes. ““Yeah, that’s perfect.”
The very new feeling leaves your mind muggy, like it’s too hot to think, and after a long moment your body moves on its own. His abs press against your your ass as you sink down on the shaft, bent forward, adapting to the angle to form a rhythm of your own. Like this, he’s so big, and you’re so full, so complete in a way you had never considered, and if Aomine minds your knuckles turning white as you grab his thighs for support, he doesn’t make a sound. You can just imagine himself propped up on one arm as he’s rubbing your back with the other and full of appreciation for the view. You make sure the next descent is forceful enough to make your ass quiver from the impact. His guttural groan is your reward.
Naturally, as soon as you start to get familiar, Aomine shifts. He grabs you roughly by the thighs as he sits up, only to catch you with an arm spread over your chest as you fall forward. “No, don’t go,” is all you can manage, but it’s too late, he’s already sliding out from under you and pressing wet kisses to your shoulder blades as he goes.
He fully leaves the bed and moves lithe and limber across to the other side just in time for you to turn around. He pulls at your legs and pulls you down the soft sheets, grabbing a pillow as he does so and props that under your hips. You’re still so exposed like this, though differently than before and you’re not sure which sense of subjection you prefer, but Aomine shows you he enjoys the offering that is your body in the way he praises it with kisses down your legs as he spreads them and folds each one up and over his shoulders.
You lock eyes and he unashamedly spits into his hand, rubs himself to relieve the pressure in a way that leaves you to whimper with wanting. As if waiting for his cue, he fulfills your moan of wish and presses back into your folds like he never left. You do your best to stay trained on his eyes, but it’s impossible, with the perfect burn as he screws you deep and hard in his perfect way, it’s all you can do to not repeat his name over and over again - you let a few syllables loose and that spurs him on as you should have known it would.
“I’m close,” he warns as he brings his thumb down to your clit, not so much rubbing as letting the motion of your bodies do the work for him. You yelp, stiffening under the intensity of the feeling, drawing deep shaking breath after deep shaking breath. You’ve become something more than yourself, something violent, something liquid and molten, and your orgasm brings Aomine to the brink so quickly he almost misses pulling out in his next stroke. He only watches as the emission arcs and falls in thick strips over your stomach, chest, and arms. His whole dark body absolutely quivers with sensation as he seems to be trying to unclench his hand from your hip but can’t quite get the coordination just yet.
You work your jaw to say something, anything, and what comes out is very direct and exactly what you weren’t wondering at the moment. “Is it, with us, going to be a one-time thing?”
You curse yourself the moment you say it but you’re too far into the bliss to work up the stamina to repeal the question.
Aomine doesn’t sigh or brush it off, instead, as he sets your legs back down on the bed and sits up as straight as he can. He looks over his shoulder at you, inscrutable as he asks: “Do you want it to be?”
Still shaking from the exertions and hoping that somehow of everything that’s transpired this evening, this answer won’t be the turning point that turns the moment sour, you shake your head.
All of Aomine’s burnished body seems to slump for a moment in relief. He wordlessly gets off the bed to pad shakily across the room.
“Aomine?” you inquire as you gather the blankets around you and stare vacantly at the ceiling, waiting for the swimming dark spots in your vision to clear.
“Daiki was fine in the moment and it’s fine now,” he calls from the bathroom. “Though if you like calling me Aomine, I guess that’s okay. Hey, look at that, this is a honeymoon suite after all. They gave us the good soap.” The sluice of the water almost drowns out his words, so he shouts over the noise and leaves you speechless. “I’m getting this shower ready for you, so are you coming or what, Mrs. Aomine?”
Omg I loved the angst about daiki it had me in the feels please write another part where he finds out that reader is gone and a reunion 😊
Darling i’m sure you waited for so looooong but I hope the feels i put on this story will make it up to you.
Note: Put yourself comfortable while reading it because it has more than 5000 words
The “End day”Part two
« Satsuki, tell me a lie, tell me she’s not gone,tell me she still loves me and this is only a nightmare, tell me I’m going towake up soon” Those were words Aomine wished to spoke but never did…
On therooftop:
“Aomine, did you talk to (Name chan)? She has beenabsent for two days”
“No I didn’t talk to her”
“Whatttt!! You’re unbelievable, you didn’t even callher, you’re the worst Ahomine!”
“Satsuki I told million times to not use that stupidsurname, and she didn’t call too, she’s upset for nothing and that’s why Idon’t want to talk to her first, it will prove that she’s right”
“Aomine, you noticed in the other day, just like me,that she wasn’t alright”
“Yeah I told you she’s just jealous because we twohang with each other, if you’re feeling that bad for her then don’t show up infront of me”
Satsuki was a little hurt by his words and upset athow uncaring he was:
“Aomine, you’re really the worst boyfriend ever, theonly one who can beat you is you but you know, the only one who can love you isalso YOU and that’s why you’ll stay lonely forever, you’ll rot in your placeand nobody will notice. You stupid egocentric idiot”
Aomine was in rage: “Leave Satuski”
“I’m sure she’ll leave you and she’s right about that”
“Noooow” he commanded and Satsuki left because sheknew that now he’s really angry.
The next few days, Aomine was secretly checking if hisgf was still absent. It’s been a whole week that she wasn’t there. Aominestarted to get worried about her. “What is this idiot doing? If she misses toomany classes, she will have trouble catching up”
After practice he wanted to talk to Satsuki about thatbut she’ was still upset about that day so he had no choice. He sighed as hetook his phone, his fingers felt really heavy, he wanted to call but somethingwas trying to hold him back, he was trying with all his forces until he couldpress the call command… Phone off.
“Pffff, it’s like not showing up this whole timewasn’t enough and now her phone is off, you want to drag me down that’s it, tryharder princess!”
Another week has passed now, Still no sign of (Namechan). No matter how Aomine played it cool, he was feeling something insidehim, a strange feeling was overwhelming him the whole time, sometimes he couldfeel some drops in his eyes Why?
Today was absolutely the worst of them all, his playsucked, he couldn’t focus on practicing and he was all the time missing and ifanybody dared to say a word, he would take out all his anger on them, that’swhy they were just silent while looking at him. He tried to keep practicing,but it was hard with their stares at him and with this weird feeling he’shaving lately He left … and nobody stopped him because it was the rightthing to do.
He knew the reason behind this feeling but it’sAomine, no he can’t feel that down because of a simple girl… No he’s notmissing her, he’s definitely not suffering because she didn’t show up, no he’snot that weak…
He was setting in the park, eating some ice cream:
“No I’m not calling her” he was so stubborn but thistime it was different, he wasn’t convinced anymore by his own words and his ownthoughts. The ice cream he was having tasted bitter even though it’s hisfavorite flavor, he couldn’t take it anymore. Never in his entire life he wasthis impatient about something, even when he wants to play an exciting game, hecould hold himself but not now, he can’t anymore…
He took his phone and called… Phone off
Aomine was cursing, how she could do that to him, hehated to admit that he’s missing her, he stood up.
“Pffffff I guess I don’t have another choice” He saidas he headed to her home.
When he got there, some lights were on, but her room’slight was off, he wondered if she’s sleeping now. Time was passing but Aominewas still standing there, indecisive and hesitant, go back or knocking thedoor. He finally decided to leave, he turned but his legs didn’t want to move,no actually his legs couldn’t move, all he has to do is to knock the door, seeher and his life will be better… He did it.
After a few seconds, the door was opened, Aomine wasflustered and nervous, it was (Name)’s father.
“Good evening Uncle” he managed to say looking away
“Good evening, how can I help you?”
“Euumm actually I’m looking for ( Name), she didn’tshow up to school lately so…”
Her father winced, Aomine felt that something waswrong so he stopped talking.
“Are you a friend of (Name)?”
It was the first time that Aomine meet (Name)’s fatherso he couldn’t say that he’s her boyfriend.
“Mmm I’m her friend”
“She’s a terrible friend my daughter, isn’t she?”
“Why?”
“I guess that she didn’t tell you”
“Tell me what?” Aomine expression became serious
Her father sighed: “Well she moved to her mother’shouse”
Aomine’s heart started beating faster, he felt soweak: “Where does her mother live?” he asked wishing for somewhere nearby
“Melbourne in Australia” As her father said thosewords, Aomine’s eyes were already filling up with tears
“Are you alright?” her father asked
“I’m fine, sorry for bothering you at this time” hehurried up to leave
As he was walking away, her father added: “She didn’tdo it just like that, I’m sure that something made her leave because she didn’teven tell me, she Just left two weeks ago without warning”
At those words spoken from her father, Aomine’s facewas already filled up with tears and he just walked off….
Two weeks ago,… he already knew what happened thatday, it was him, she left because of him, she left because she couldn’t take itanymore… Suddenly his legs couldn’t lift him anymore, he felt on his knees, hecurled to a corner when he rest his back against the wall with tears rollingdown on his face, no never before he cried that much. He sat there for whatseemed an eternity, it’s like the time was frozen, he didn’t know why but hefelt like he has to stay at this place.
He stayed thinking again and again: “Ah I didn’t tellSatsuki, I should tell her”
To Satsuki, he typed: “Satsuki I went to her home andguess, she left, you were right about everything and I’ll just rot here in myplace, you weren’t right about one thing “The only one can love you is you”because I don’t love myself…”
After a few time, Satsuki was there in front of himand the view just tore her heart apart, she even covered her mouth in surprise.She never saw him like that, he was there resting against the wall, having anempty desperate look. Her best friend now is nothing more than a body thrown ina corner, it’s like a dead body, he doesn’t move, doesn’t react to anything. Hewas shocked, broken and desperate…
She started crying and rushed to him, hugging him, shecould feel how cold the ground was:
“Aomine I’m sorry, I’m really sorry”
He was still not reacting
“Aomine, listen I know how hard it is, but you mustpull yourself together please I can’t stand to see you like that”
He didn’t react and Satsuki just took him in her armsknowing that he won’t react, not at this moment at least, she slipped herfingers in his hair and caressed him until he fell asleep. Then, she calledWakamatsu to help her take him home.
Next morning:
Aomine woke up, he knew this room, it’s his room andhe’s home, wait maybe it’s just a dream, how to tell if it was just a dream?Ahh the phone, he picked his phone and as soon as he saw the last message hesent to Satsuki, the last light of hope he was having vanished and he was leftin the DARK
When his mother came to wake him up to school, he wasalready waken up, gazing into the window with that empty look on his face.
“Daiki, tell me are you alright?”
“Mmmm”
“Maybe you should stay home today” His mother wassurprised because she never saw her son like that, her so indestructible andunbroken son was into pieces now.
She clenchedher teeth as she closed the door, “Aaaay who could think that love can breakyour heart”
She went down, his father didn’t see him down:
“Maybe I should go and kick his lazy ass, he’s alreadylate”
Her mother shook her head: “No don’t, I don’t thinkhe’ll go to school”
“Aaah why?” his father asked
“Because our son is having his first heartbreak”
His father burst out laughing: “First heartbreak!! Tohave a first heartbreak he must have a first relationship, haha just tell mewho accepted to date him”
He kept on laughing loud, then Aomine’s mother sighed:
“I wonder why I accepted to marry you”
“Because you love me, obvious no?”
“I’ll go to work” she said as she opened the door andfound Satsuki standing out there
“Aaah Satsuki Darling, you came for Daiki?”
“Mmm I came to see how he’s doing”
“Not really well, it’s a heart matter right?”
Satsuki nodded
“Is it really complicated?”
“Very complicated I’d say”
“Aaah tell me about it later when I got home, you’llhave dinner here and stay for the night if you wish, you sure can look afterhim better than me”
“Thank you Auntie, for letting me take care of him”
“I’ll go I’m late, thank you for taking care of him”
Aomine took a week break from school, during thiswhole week, he made sure to get rid of everything that reminded him of (Name),anything, absolutely anything: pictures, texts, notes, gifts, anything that heshared with her.
After that Satsuki and his mother convinced him thathe will get over it once he will keep himself busy, with school, practice andactivities, he was too despair to refuse any suggestion
Back to school, looking only down on the floor, he wastoo afraid to raise his head, afraid to see her shadow on the walls, it couldkill him. He took his seat, rest his head on the table, trying to no thinkabout her. As the teacher came in, he asked them to open the book, when Aomineopened his book, a sheet of paper fell from it, he bowed to pick it Thing heshould avoid to do …
It was a conversation he had with (Name) back whentheir classes shared a lesson together… they were talking about nothing, laughingabout how serious the teacher was, how boring the class was, how fun would lifebe without school and how they could light up Tokyo’s streets if they had thechance to get out of school now…
Aomine had eyes filled up with tears, he couldn’tbreathe properly, oxygen was cutting down from his lungs, he just stood up andleft the class while ignoring the teacher’s screams, Sorry teacher but hejust couldn’t stay
He walked away from school, looking for somewherewhere his torn soul could rest BUT nowhere seemed to fit him. Home? hecould remember how he used to talk to her late on the phone or just lazy texther, school? It reminded him of how amazing (Name) was and Tokyo? it killedhim, it was full of memories, how they just wander off in the streets without havingany special destination… Since when he started to neglect her and just WHY?
Evening, he found himself sleeping in the park, whydid he sleep in such place, a place he shared so many memories with her, Why?Why things are getting even worse? He managed to walk home, Head down afraid tolook up and remember a sweet bitter memory with her, when he got home, Satsukiand his mother were waiting for him knowing that their suggestion was afailure.
Before they could speak, his father spoke:
“Listen my son, this is breakups, you will suffer atfirst but after a month you will start to feel better, two, three and fourmonths and you’ll be thankful that she left you”
He said with a serious ton but when he turned andfaced his wife, he was about to explode of laughing, he was the only one notworried about Aomine:
“Honey, maybe you should go buy a few things from thestore”
“I just came from the store”
“I told you that you should go to the store” sheordered
“Pfff ok” he said before leaving
They were about to speak when Aomine talked this time:
“He’s right, maybe I just need time”
They were surprised, Aomine wasn’t the kind to bepatient and to just wait for time to heal him but it was a relief to hear himsaying those words.
After that day, Aomine tried hard, he went to school,he stopped skipping practice and tried to hang out more with Satsuki. He wasluring everybody, they were thinking that he’s better but he just learnt how tohide his pain, how to only show it when he’s home alone, how to cry only atnight on his pillow while holding that note, the last fragment of theirmemories together as he named it.
But now it’s been a whole month, this night isdifferent from all the others, he was sleeping when he heard her voice callingfor him: “Daiki, Daiki let’s go out”, he could even feel like she took hishand, it was too much for him, as he cried he asked in a soft voice: “(Namechan) is that you? You’re back?” he threw his arms trying to reach her but shedisappeared.
He sighed, crying on his bed then he got up: “You wantme to go out, ok”
He looked at the clock, it was only “ 9 pm”
“Jeez, since when did I start sleeping that early?”
He put on his jacket and left the house just to wanderoff…. He was walking outside in the streets, he melted with the crowd, he waswalking all empty, he could hardly breathe now, he’s seeing her EVERYWHERE, nothat note wasn’t the last fragment of their memories, all their memories arecarved in his soul and nothing will make him forget it.
After he got tired of walking, he stopped and when heraised his head, he faced the Theater, a place that he didn’t like and whereshe used to drag him there. At this moment he REALLY couldn’t take itanymore. He just sat in a corner and called Satsuki.
She came quickly: “Aomine what is it?”
No he wasn’t crying now, he wasn’t thrown out, he justlook at her and talked in a very calm voice:
“Sorry for making you come at this hour Satsuki but Ithink I found the solution to this problem”
She was happy, she taught that things were really alrightand that he decided to move on, she expected some silly things to come from himbut the words he spoke next blew her apart
“Satsuki there’s no way I’m forgetting her, she’s intome, she’s everywhere, she’s just a part of me, I can’t take her out, I can’t livewithout a part of me right? That’s how I understood that it’s impossible toforget her, I won’t forget and I won’t rest until I close my eyes”
“Noooo Daiki don’t say that” she hugged him crying andnot letting him go
“There’s no way you’re doing that, no no nobodydeserves to do this for him, no there must be another solution”
“Satsuki, everyday I say that tomorrow will be alittle bit better but I’m suffering and my sad story doesn’t seem to have anend”
“Nooo daiki don’t ever say that again!” Shescreamed
“It’s okay Satsuki, we’ll all die anyway, we’ll allend up in graves no? I’ll just leave first”
At those words, Satsuki slapped him:
“You idiot, your life is this worthless for you, yeahwe’ll all die but before that, we have so many things to do, so many goals toachieve”
“Satsuki you know, for me now, living is like slowlyand painfully dying that’s why….”
Satsuki fell on her knees: “Is it this hard Aomine?”
“Mmm I’m not good with words and I never was, but toexplain it well, I’d say that I’m like a little bird who lost his wings andcan’t fly anymore. How would a bird live if he can’t fly in the skies all free,how do you want him to be happy, to accomplish anything in this life, I’m justlike him, I can’t fly anymore”
Satsuki stood up on her legs again and said in atrembling voice:
“I.. It happened because of me… So I’ll just fix it upI promise”
“Sats…” she cut him off, “ I promise things will bebetter just wait here”
He didn’t move, not because she asked him to butbecause he hadn’t the power anymore, he started mumbling:
“Oh mother see how life is playing games with yourson, it’s embarrassing how much I’ve cried, I could fill up an ocean with thosetears, oh mother I wish I could sleep carelessly again? Do you think she cansleep carelessly? Do you think that she may think of me now? Maybe she alreadyforgot me right? I wonder if I can wait until Satsuki got here, I’ll just sleepfor now the rest I’ll let it for later”
He felt his eyelids getting more and more heavier, hethrew his head on the floor and slept there, all alone in the street under thissad grey sky. It was a starless night, the sorrow and sadness were swinging inthe air, Maybe Tokyo was feeling sad tonight.
Satsuki hurried and took a taxi, she headed to(Name)’s home and lucky she was, the lights were on, she knocked the doorimpatiently wishing to make an end to her friend’s struggles :
“Heee slow down my daughter” a man’s voice spoke as heopened the door
“Please, please I’m begging you just let me talk to(Name chan) please uncle”
He was surprised at her request, her hair was a messand she seemed so depressed : “ Is it really important?”
“Please it’s a matter of life and death please uncle”she begged bowing to him
“Head up, my daughter I’ll call her, I hope she willpick up” he was trying to reassure her
A few minutes passed and it was the 10thtime he’s calling but no answer.
“It doesn’t seem that it’s your lucky day”
“Please uncle, try once more” Satsuki wasn’t going togive up an not anytime soon
He laughed: “We’ll do something great, I’ll go take ashower and you’ll keep calling her”
It was the last thing he could do for her, giving thefact that he had to travel next morning abroad. She was surprised at how niceand understanding (Name)’s father was:
“Thank you so much Uncle, you don’t know how importantit is”
“It must be really important if you showed up at 11pmhere, I’ll go to shower now, make yourself comfortable around ok?”
“Thank you so much” She was so grateful to him
He went upstairs, Satsuki started calling again, shegot tired and sat on a chair, wondering if this will work out or not:
“I’m sorry Aomine, I’m not sure if I can keep mypromise tonight”
She was about to give up when she got a “Hello” fromthe other line, it was a familiar voice, it was (Name)’s voice:
“Aaah it’s you, Daddy I hope your call is worthlistening to because you woke me up at midnight and I swear if it’s notimportant I won’t answer your calls anymore”
Satsuki felt a little paralyzed, it’s like shecouldn’t speak or move, she was afraid of (Name)’s reaction but she had to do itbecause of her friend, Aomine, because it’s now or never:
“Hello” she said in a hesitant voice
“Who are you?” surprised (Name) asked
“Satsuki” She was so afraid that (Name) would hang up,she grabbed her shirt tightly wishing so bad (Name) to keep this conversation
“Aah It’s you” (Name)’s voice changed, there was amelancholy and sadness in her voice
Satsuki didn’t have much time to ask how she’s doingor to play it all friendly now, so she decided to get to the main subject:
“I’m calling you because of Aomine”
(Name) was still silent, “ I have so many things to tellyou about what happened to him but it will take an eternity so ALL I’m going tosay is that he really needs you” Satsuki wanted to add more but (Name)interrupted her
“If you’re with him then it’s alright, you’re all heneeds”
“No (Name chan) no never, I’m just his childhoodfriend, not his lover”
“No Satsuki, maybe he didn’t realize it yet but hiseyes see only you, when you’re with us I can’t shine anymore, I’m just like ashadow and you, you’re like a shining sun, you light up his days and burn mine”
Just by listening to these words, she understood howmuch (Name) was suffering, she knew that there’s nothing between her andAomine, they’re just childhood friends but (Name) and anybody else would thinkthe same, people judge by their eyes
“Listen (Name chan) I swear that there’s nothingbetween me and him, it never was and won’t because I have a lover and he hasyou, he loves you not me, please don’t let everything down just because you’refeeling jealous”
(Name)’s reaction was fast: “No it’s not just becauseI’m jealous, it’s just that he doesn’t care about me anymore, when I’m withhim, he’s somewhere else, he’s not the same and no matter how I try to convincemyself that things will be better, events prove me I’m wrong and show me that hedoesn’t love me anymore”
“ ‘He doesn’t love you anymore’! Are you serious? Ifyou saw him now, he’s all down, broken and destroyed, I can’t recognize himanymore and he wants…” (Name) cut her off
“You just saw him! When I was suffering and dyinginside, nobody noticed, it was painful, hard and deadly. And it’s still, I’mstill suffering, crying, screaming and trying my hard to act strong, to smile,to live normally and it’s taking me so much power to do it, and it’s alwaysAomine who is noticeable, when he hurts others it’s ok but when he’s hurt, youall act like it’s the end of the world”
(Name) burst out crying after these words, Satsukiwanted to talk but waited for her to calm down:
“You know Satsuki, it’s been so long that I wanted toleave, to stop this relationship, to forget, to spend my days as a normal girlmy age, just laugh and wander off not having worries but I found myselfcarrying so much on my frail shoulders, I couldn’t take it anymore I’m sorry”
Satsuki stayed silent, she wanted to get her ideas onplace, she had so much to say but she needs to be careful with words, she wantsto help her friend but she can’t hurt (Name)’s feelings too.
“Do you still love him?” She asked in a very calm softvoice
“It doesn’t matter anymore”
“Please (Name chan) answer my question”
“I told you that it doesn’t matter now, it’s all over”
“Well, it’s true that Daiki is just an idiot, hedoesn’t show his love, he’s no good with words and lately he’s been neglectingyou and I don’t know why but let me tell you a little something, I’m not sureif you still love him or not but HE TOTALLY DOES. He still loves you,I’m sure that you suffered more than him and you’ve been through much worsethan him but I’ve never seen my best friend this broken and…”
“Satsuki it’s over..” (Name) tried to cut her off butSatsuki stopped her:
“Please (Name chan) listen to what I’ve got to sayuntil I’m done and then you can talk, and take your final decision”
“Okk”
“As I said I’ve never seen him this way before, it’s hardto say it but he’s looking so pathetic and yet he’s trying to act strong andyou know what, I left him in the streets all down thinking about ending hislife because He really can’t take it anymore. You won’t believe it but Iknow him well, he was serious and I’m not telling you this just to save him,I’m telling you to let you know how important you are to him, He asked me if wecan live without a part of us? Funny, he considered you as a part of him, youthink that my presence is enough for him then why is he acting this way? Tellme. He tried to get rid of everything that reminds him of you, but you’re inhim, he can’t remove you and he can’t forget you. Now you know everything andit’s up to you, you can end this or save what’s left”
(Name) was crying: “But Satsuki, I don’t want to havethe same feeling again, I’m losing myself and I’m getting empty more and more”
“(Name chan) trust me, make me your friend, I promiseI won’t let him make any mistake again even though I don’t think he will”
“You promise?”
“I promise you, You can just try it out for sometimes,you have nothing to lose”
“You’re coming back?”
“I don’t know, I’ll think about it”
“Oooooh I’ll tell Aomine that you’re coming back”
“I said I’ll think about it”
“You’ll come back tomorrow right?”
“Satsuki I said I’ll think about it, how many times I haveto repeat this”
“Please tell me tomorrow”
“Maybe tomorrow”
“Yaay I’ll tell him”
“No no don’t tell him please, I want to see how brokenhe is, to make sure that you’re not lying and that he still loves me like yousaid”
Satsuki sighed, she didn’t want Aomine’s pain to lastany more but if this is the only way then she has no choice:
“Ok, when can you come back?”
“Mmmm let me check” after a few minutes, “Well, theonly tickets I found are for tomorrow afternoon”
“Ok cool, I think I can handle him till then”
“Ok”
Tomorrow:
Aomine woke up, he found himself on his bed, he has aterrible headache and he didn’t know why:
“Why do I feel this pain?” he was scratching his headwhen he remembered last night’s events and the grief filled him up again
The pain and sadness became a daily thing in his life,from the minute he woke up to the second he went to bed, he had them with him.His life was so messed up, sometimes he dreamt of (Name) when she’s alone, whenshe’s crying and telling him how heartless he was. Those dreams added the guiltto his daily feelings and all this pressure cut oxygen from him, he wassuffocating, missing her, feeling bad for hurting her… There was no way toescape from this, absolutely no way and that’s why he’s sure now, he’s surethat there’s nothing holding him back here
He was taken in his thoughts when his best friend camein.
“Aomine, you finally woke up?”
The “finally” word caught his attention: “What time isit now?”
“It’s 3pm now”
“Mmm I see”
She smiled at him: “It’s a good thing” and left
Aomine didn’t understand what she meant but didn’twant to ask, he just wanted to be left alone, to suffer alone and to miss herall day It was his sentence
He heard the door being opened after one knock, hiseyes were closed and he didn’t want to open them, he didn’t want to seeanybody. Soft hands touched his face, it was a familiar touch, a very gentlesensitive touch then he heard a whisper in his left ear:
“They told me you’re destroyed but I didn’t imaginethat it’s this worse”
Aomine knew this voice, the soft beautiful voice, ithad a sad ton in it
He sighed: “It’s nothing believe me, you haven’t seenanything yet”
“What do you mean?” the voice kept whispering in hisear
“Nothing. I’m not sure if you’ll show up again or notbut all I wanted to say is that I’m truly and deeply sorry for everything I’vedone to you I’m even sorry that you’ve met a trash like me”
“You’re this down?”
The words he spoke made her shocked, even thisegocentric boy could be broken, it was sad to see him this way but deep insideher, she was satisfied that she had so much effect on him
“Open up your eyes” she asked raising a little bit hervoice
“No”
She was surprised, “Daiki what’s wrong with you?”
“Last time I opened my eyes and tried to touch you,you vanished and I really want to keep this illusion, I know it may mean that I’mlosing my mind but I feel so good to hear your voice again”
She approached him and put herself in his arms:
“Daiki I’m not an illusion and you’re not losing yourmind, I’m right here you can touch me and speak to me, I’m not going todisappear”
Aomine opened his eyes slowly, afraid to watch herfading away like the last time, she was in his arms, he hesitantly touch hercheeks, her hair and right after making sure she’s real he pulled away quickly:
“What are you doing here?” he asked in surprise
“Well it’s a very long story, I’ll tell it to yououtside, come on”
“Wait I need to change and all”
“Hayako, I’m waiting downstairs”
“Ok”
They both went outside, walking hand in hand underTokyo’s sky, it was a beautiful blue sky with a gentle soft air, the weatherwas nice and warm. Even after their tragic separation, they were reunited againhere, in Tokyo… But this time, their relationship is stronger than before,because they both tasted the bitter of losing a lover and Tokyo was happily smilingat them, after teaching them a love lesson, she made and “End Day” to the rainydays and made another start to their shiny days.
- It isn’t a secret that he’s in love with big boobs. He loves to grab them during sex or just randomly in public. But he wouldn’t really mind if his s/o has a smaller breast. He enjoys them in all forms and variations.
- He does a lot of body worshipping. He will start by kissing his s/o’s neck and jaw before he turns his attention to her boobs. He will lick their nipples and leave little bite marks and hickeys everywhere.
- Aomine loves it to finger them. He feels kind of powerful when he’s able to arouse his s/o this easily. It so hot for him when they moan his name and beg them to continue.
- His s/o has to except a lot of morning sex. He will wake them up by eating them out. First slowly like he has all the time in the world than more wild and passionate. He enjoys tasting them and makes sure to make them come hard.
- He’s the dominant one in the bedroom, so he mostly lays on top. He likes to go rough with them if they are constant with that. By rough fucking he means hair pulling, ass slapping and a hard fuck.
- But he also loves it when his s/o rides him after a long practice. He will leave tons of hickeys and bite marks while they ride him. Aomine want to mark what is his.
- He will definitely be into roleplay. If they have any fantasies they should just tell him. He’s open to try them out.
- Moreover, Aomine wants to have a whole Sunday for cuddling and fucking. He will make sure the two of them stay in bed all day. He will alternate between slow, loving and passionate, rough sex.
- He has a very high sex drive. Although he’s lazy as fuck, Aomine would like to have sex every day or at least 3 times a week. He would get extreme frustrated and moody when he doesn’t get sex for a long time (for example when his s/o is on vacation or just doesn’t have time for him because they’re stressed or busy).
- Furthermore, Aomine likes to see them in sexy lingerie in all colors and variations. He finds his s/o incredibly hot in them and usually stares at them for long moments, devour them with his eyes before he can’t hold back anymore.
How would the bad boys ( + Jason Silver if you do him too) act around their really shy and hella short s/o when she is trying to imitate sexy times with them?
I’m sorry if this is horrible, Ihad a hard time writing this because I was totally out of ideas. I hope youlike it anyway.
I didn’t write something forJason Silver because he and Akashi are the two characters I just can’t reallyempathize with.
Warning: NSFW
Hanamiya:
- loves to talk dirty with his s/o because he finds it adorable how redtheir face gets
- teases them ALL the time even especially in the bedroom
- forces them to beg before he lets them orgasm
- his s/o is always extreme embarrassed when they have to beg, so theystutter all the time while they’re doing it
- their shy personality is a huge turn on for him
Haizaki:
- he’s actually not into shy girls but he finds their personality absoluteadorable okay
- takes advantages of her height by lifting her up before he fucks heragainst a wall
- loves how small they are because that makes it easier for him to‘break them’
- fingers his s/o before he fucks them to bring them in the right mood
- the fact that he can make his s/o moan so easily turns him onimmediately
Seto:
- lots of body worshipping to make his shy s/o comfortable
- loves it when his s/o rides them because it’s a huge turn on for himto see how flustered they get
- if his s/o is too shy to face him during the sex at first he’s alsovery pleased to fuck them from behind
- as long as his s/o moans his name again and again he’s more than happy
Aomine:
- also worships his s/o’s boobs body a lot (If they are shy becausethey’re afraid that Aomine won’t like their boobs, he’ll make sure to show themhow much he loves their breast)
- feels extremely masculine because of his s/o’s small figure
- will make the first move when his s/o is too shy to do it
- loves to pleasure his s/o with his tongue because he finds it adorablehow they try to hide the blush on their face with their hands.
- won’t stop till his s/o forgets about their shyness.
Warning: Momoi is a bit ooc. She’s the villian of the story somehow (sorry if you like her).
Your POV:
You’re searching for your boyfriend, Aomine Daiki. He doesn’t attend the first lesson again, he’s just such a lazy jerk sometimes. Finally you find Aomine sleeping on the rooftop, his adult magazines are lying next to him. You know about his magazines and at the very beginning his little “hobby” doesn’t bother you much but you grow more and more unconscious about your relationship. Because he looks at these perfect models with their beautiful faces and large breasts all day, you’re scared Aomine will leave you shortly. In the end, you’re just an average girl (with a small/an average chest).
You’re so lost in thoughts while you’re eating your lunch next to your boyfriend that you don’t even notice his childhood friend Momoi approaching you two. Even if you know it is wrong you can’t do anything but despise her. Leaving aside the fact that she gets on your nerves, she is everything you’re not. Unlike you, she knows Aomine since many years and is therefore, very close to him. Furthermore, she is beyond beautiful with her long, pink hair and her perfect breast.
An uneasy feeling overcomes you but you can’t stop comparing yourself with her. Momoi wakes Aomine up with her loud voice and just a few seconds later she basically sits on his lap. Even if you never admit it, it annoys you extremely that every time you three spend time together, people think Momoi and Aomine are a couple instead of Aomine and you.
You would bet that Momoi has feelings for her “childhood friend” and Aomine does absolute nothing to stop her! “______-san, are you alright?” Momoi asks while she forces her food down Aomine’s throat. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine,” you say with a fake smile. “Just a bit tired.” Of course, Momoi isn’t stupid and probably knows you’re lying but she doesn’t push you any further.
After a while Momoi asks Aomine if he wants to go shopping with her after school. At first he complains about how annoying girls are because they do nothing but shopping but he agree to accompany her anyway. “But Daiki, I thought you want to come to my place after school,” you remind him. Momoi steals your lover way too often but you haven’t seen him all week (unless in school) and you miss to cuddle him while you two watch a movie.
“Oh yeah right… Then come with us shopping and we go to yours afterwards.” “Oh I’m sorry ______. I didn’t want to interrupt your plans. It’s just that I reserved two seats for (random movie) for Daiki and me. Oh, I’m so scatterbrained sometimes. I’m sorry,” Momoi explained in her sweetest voice. As if this wasn't enough, she continues: “I mean theoretical we can buy another ticket but the movie is already sold out for tonight. Hehe~”
Is she serious? She had plans with Aomine for every single day of the last week. Is one day with him alone really too much to ask? You do the best you can to like her but she acts like she owns your boyfriend and that makes you furious. It costs a lot of energy to pretend that you don’t want to bite her head off.
“You should stop acting without thinking, Satsuki. Well, I guess we have to postpone our meeting, ______. That’s okay for you, isn’t it?” “Of course, Daiki. Don’t worry about me. Just have fun,” you try to smile as though nothing had happened. But deep inside it hurts that Aomine doesn’t seem to care whether you two spend time together or not.
You feel pretty depressed for the rest of school. Why is Aomine even with you when he prefers to spend his free time with Momoi? Why does Momoi everything possible to take Aomine away from you? Does she really have feelings for him? Well, she had her chance but now you’re his partner. So why can’t she just accept it? She always excludes you obviously to spend time with Aomine alone. Sometimes you fear Aomine actually notices what Momoi does but doesn’t stop her anyway.
After school you meet one of your closest friends, Wakamatsu. Most of the time he and Aomine don’t get along very well. That’s why Aomine’s behavior towards you annoys Wakamatsu a lot.
You two decide to go to Maji’s burgers where you tell him what you have on your mind. Despite the common opinion he’s a fantastic listener and he tries to cheer you up as good as he can. He even buys you you’re (favorite flavor) milkshake.
Aomine’s POV:
*A few days later*
He has the feeling you’re ignoring him for a while. He doesn’t know what he did this time but he can’t stand the fact you don’t send him any ‘good-morning’ messages or eat lunch with him anymore. No, you seem to prefer sitting with Wakamatsu.
Why are you doing that to him? He doesn’t understand why you act this way. Avoiding him while you act totally normal when you finally have a conversation before class starts. As he walked over the schoolyard to the gym he hears a conversation of some classmates.
“Did you already hear? Some people say Aomine Daiki and ______ ______ aren’t together anymore. He’s with Momoi now and ______ had a date with Wakamatsu!” Aomine starts to listen attentively when he hears that. You and Wakamatsu had a date?!
“He even bought her a milkshake, I’m sure it was super romantic.” Aomine gets furious. How can you betray him? He thought you two were happy together but he seems to be wrong. Wasn’t he good enough for you anymore? Just to picture you and his teammate kissing each other makes him angrier than he ever thought he could be.
As he arrives at the gym he spots Wakamatsu sitting carelessly on the bench. How dare he sits here this relaxed when he takes his girlfriend away from him? Aomine runs to him, seizes him by the collar and forces him against the wall with full power.
Before Wakamatsu has the chance to react, Aomine shouts aggressively at him: “What the f*ck are you doing with my girlfriend?!!” “What are you talking about? Let me go, Aomine!” Wakamatsu shouts back. The rest of the team tries to calm Aomine down but he can’t control himself right now. “______ ignores me because of you! You took her away from me!” In this moment Wakamatsu seems to have enough of Aomine’s behavior.
“I’m the reason she’s ignoring you? It’s alone your fault when you don’t even see it as a necessity to spend time with her. She does everything to support you but you just cancel every plan you two made to spend time with your best friend. She excludes ______ all the time and you don’t even care enough to do something against it, you idiot! Now let me go already.”
Aomine’s eyes widen in realization. He neglects you again and again. It’s true the two you didn’t spend much time together lately but that’s his fault, not yours! He always spends his free time with Momoi and she really had many reasons to let ______ not come with them. Did Momoi really does that on purpose? He guessed that Momoi liked him more than a best friend a while ago but he never noticed that she excludes you so obviously.
Why didn’t you say anything? Well, actually you did a month ago… Why didn’t he listen to you? He can’t even imagine how horrible you felt recently because of him. He already freaked out as he heard that you spend one afternoon with Wakamatsu, he can’t imagine what he would feel if you spend every day with Wakamatsu instead of him.
He needs to find you, but you don’t answer your phone. His heart hurts at the thought that you just saw his name on your display but ignored him anyway. He’s beyond relieved when he notice you a couple of meters away from him. You’re probably on your way home.
Your POV:
“______! Wait, please wait!” Thanks to his incredible speed he reaches you in a minimum of time. “What is it, Daiki?” you ask. Only now he notices how hurt you sound. In the moment he looks into our sad eyes something breaks in him.
“I’m so sorry, ______.” “Daiki, what are you talking about?” Without answering he puts you in a tight hug. “I’m such an idiot. Today I heard some stupid girls gossiping. They said that you had a date with Wakamatsu. I nearly beat him up, ______.” “You-What?!” you interrupt him shocked. Despite your effort he doesn’t let go of you. “Pssh, please listen to me. I’m trying to apologize to you. I didn’t notice how much I’ve been hurting you with my behavior. I didn’t notice how often I canceled our plans but I’m really sorry and I promise I will change from now on.”
His apology surprises you entirely. He had never apologized until now. Before you can even think of an answer, he continues: “Please, don’t leave me, ______. I swear I won’t make the same mistake again, so please stay with me.” He looks at you with pleading eyes, he never begged this much for anything. You can clearly recognize his fear and despair.
“Daiki… I- I thought you don’t want me anymore. I know I’m not as pretty as Momoi or as all of your fangirls –“
“Stop! Stop that, ______. Where does this come from? It’s my fault, isn’t it? But now listen to me: I’m not interested in Momoi or anyone else. The only person I want to be with is you. It’s always been you.”
Since I have no requests i wrote a fan fiction, I hope that you’ll like it
Have you ever loved someone and hated him at once?
Is that even possible?
Is that feeling real?
Somebody answer me!
Listen close I HATE YOU
You’re not the most beautiful face I ever met, you’re not the best in picking words and you’re not the most caring person in this world BUT you showed me another side of you… A side I’m addicted to, but as fast as I fell for you, you got back to your old you, the egocentric person you are, I really hate how you only listen to yourself, your ears hear only your voice…
“Daiki are you free this week-end?”
“No got a few things to do”
“Things like what?”
“Not really interesting, Basketball’s stuff, shoes and all”
“Ahh cool, why don’t we go together then? I’ll help you choose”
“Don’t bother yourself, I’ll go with Satsuki”
“Ahh Satsuki! I see, what else was I expecting?”
He frowned at you, “What’s your problem this time? Jealous again?” then he added: “I’m starting to get sick of this situation”
“Haha funny isn’t it? That’s my line Daiki”
And as if he didn’t say enough: “Just tell me what do you know about Basketball to go shop with me?”
“Mmm you’re right” Lately you’ve lost the will to even argue back…
He sighed: “Here we are again, now you’re playing the victim, you’re the one in fault here, Satsuki is my childhood friend and my manager, she’s the most suited to go shop with me when it comes to Basketball and there’s nothing to be jealous about”
You were gazing into this vast beautiful sky as you felt more and more empty, your chest was hurting but the pain is different than when you felt jealous before so what is it? Please somebody make it stop HELP!!
“Have you lost your tongue or what?”
This question brought you back to the real world and the real moment.
“Daiki, you’re right I’m sorry, you can go wherever you want with whoever you want, I have to go now, see you around”
He grabbed your hand before you could leave:
“Are you alright?”
“Of course of course, Bye”
You left with no hesitation. You knew you had to leave right at this moment or else you could explode from inside.
You were walking home, your hand gripping tightly against your chest because the pain was too much. You got home, it was horribly quiet, you lived alone with your father who is always travelling for work, you always appreciated your lonely moments but lately you needed some company, you needed somebody to care for you but you felt embarrassed to tell it.
You turned the light on, switch the Tv on, some noise, some life in this house will probably make you feel better. You headed to the kitchen, you prepared something to eat and you sat on your chair looking at your reflection on the glass door that you have. You stopped eating when tears were rolling down your face, you had one question in your head: “WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?”
You were more and more in pain, maybe if you try to sleep you will forget the pain. Lying in your bed, your phone was off, you had no battery so you put it on charge and turned it on.
You had 5 voice messages, they were all from your Mom who lives now in Australia, after your parents divorced because your Mom fell in love with another Man, you took some distance from her.
“Honey I called you like 10 times today and your phone is off, I hope you’re okay, call me”
“Darling, are you alright?”
“I know I just sent a message few minutes ago but I’m still your Mom and if you ever feel something’s wrong, you can tell me”
“It’s been 5 hours and it’s late out there But still I can’t reach you, I’m getting more and more worried about you”
“Still no answers, I called your father but I can’t reach him too, what’s your problem guys? If you don’t show up in the next 3 hours I’ll come to Japan”
The last message received 1 hour ago. You started typing:
“I’m sorry Mom I left my phone home, I’m alright I just had late classes that’s all”
You just put your earphones, turned the music on and after listening for a while, you fell asleep. Music was always the cure to so many issues that you had, music was like alcohol, it had the power to release you from the pain for a short time, to make you forget for a little while… However, everybody knows that at some point you have to face your problems alone, face what is hiding in your mind and what is causing you so much pain.
Morning:
You wake up, you’re on your bed now, you don’t know if you saw it in your dreams or it’s just that you knew the reason long ago but you didn’t want to admit it But now, at this moment, you UNDERSTAND everything you’ve been through. This weird feeling that you got recently, this unbearable pain in your chest, everything seems so clear now, you’re still have tears in your eyes because a part of you doesn’t want to acknowledge it, it doesn’t want to admit defeat. But the events proved it, the flashback of your relationship showed it, you can’t enjoy any moment with your boyfriend, you’re just fighting over nothing, it’s not something new but recently he started to lose interest in you. Before, he would never let you leave upset, he’ll make it up somehow and This was the side you loved the most, he could hurt you with words and actions but he will also find a way to make your forgive him but now it’s DIFFERENT and this side disappeared taking a part of you as well.
You were struggling with your mind state when your phone rings up, it was a text from the source of your problems, your boyfriend.
“Hée You, How are you doing? Let’s meet at 12a.m in the park, so we can go all together to shop, me, you and Satsuki”
It was 9 am, you had not much time left, so quickly you get up to get ready for today. 12 a.m, You were already there, you didn’t put much effort, just a plain shirt, shorts and a pair of converse.
Holding your back bag, you were watching the crowd moving, some people seemed happy, others are expressionless, exhausted and tired. You could see all the humanity colors in this crowd, you were drown in your thoughts when you got interrupted:
“Sooorry to make you wait Ann Chan” said the pink haired girl while holding your boyfriend’s arm
You felt your heart pounding and your knees heavier:
“No it’s okay, I didn’t much wait”
“Then let’s go” He said as he took your hand.
It was supposed to make you feel happy but it had the opposite effect on you. You didn’t want him to touch you, after all it’s not the usual touch as before IT LACKS FEELINGS.
You stopped at a fast food to take lunch, you were silent during the whole meal while he was laughing and joking with his best friend, and you were wondering why you accepted his invitation and even why on earth he invited you if it was to care only about his friend. Every now and then, they would ask you if you were ok and you tried very hard to act as normal as possible, putting on that fake smile but you had no power to make it a bright and sincere smile… It was the worst smile ever!
After taking dessert and drinking some tea, you decided to start shopping. It was almost 2pm, yes time flies but only for them, because you were feeling like it has been a decade.
You were passing by every sport shop, he was looking for new shoes to practice, and every time you suggested something, he shook his head in disapproval. In the other side, every time she suggested something, he examined it closely and tried it. You weren’t sure if it’s because it’s her or just because she really knows a lot about Basketball, that’s one of the questions to which you’ll never get an answer…
It was 6pm, he ended up buying a pair of shoes that SHE forced him to try, she also bought a cap for him, it was already late:
“See you tomorrow at school Ann chan”
“Let’s go Satsuki hurry up I’m hungry” he was ignoring you
“Wait I’m talking to her”
“No it’s okay, I was leaving anyway goodbye and take of yourself”
You wanted this day to end anyway, it was way too hard for you
“Ann chan let’s go out again, you know he sometimes acts like a jerk but he really loves you” At those words, he took her arm and drive her away saying a few words that you could understand only after a few seconds:
“Don’t reassure her about something that doesn’t exist, she wanted to come, I invited her but she’s still upset, what does she want more?”
By the end of this day, you had two conclusions: the first was that, he didn’t want to invite you and she forced him to do so. He barely spoke to you but he expected you to be pleased just because you were invited: Your feelings became a foreign language he cannot understand and doesn’t put any effort to understand it. The second conclusion was that everything is over between you two, there’s nothing to save, it’s obvious, isn’t it?
I already know it this morning and I was sure of it yet still, I wanted to try it out to leave no regrets behind me. But it was all in vain, I’m crying and shouting in words not audible to no one hoping that one day the echo will reach you and make you feel this pain, this fear and this weakness. I hope that the screams of sorrow and grief that overwhelmed me will reach your deaf ears one day…
As I’m getting home, I gave up on everything, My shaking body is moving on its own. My hands took my things that I packed this morning to join Mom, as I close the door, leaving this cold house with no regrets, there’s so much of me in this place, in Tokyo’s streets, in my boyfriend head but I can’t take them back. I’m just taking what is still of me before I broke all apart, I’m feeling empty, I must leave now before I fade away.
I open my eyes one last time in this beautiful country, I love this vast sky, I love this soft air yet I’m here in the airport to leave it. Tomorrow another sun will rise for both of us and a new beginning will be announced, we will cry and we will suffer but we will overcome it somehow I’m sure of it and everything will be alright but for now I have to fly away from here.
Step after step, your chest was hurting more and more, it’s the “END”, you never wanted things to turn out this way but it’s already over, you’re only hurting each other, it’s too much Drama for one life.
You turned one last time, tears all over your face, pain not leaving your chest waving to this amazing city in where you had your first heartbreak but also where you had the best memories ever “Sayonara watachino Love story”.
You may feel hurt and broken but you cannot deny the fact that you had some amazing days here with this egocentric male but life doesn’t always give happy endings and you just have to know when to let go.
