hi ^^ if you're accepting requests, can I pls have scenarios with Akashi, Kuroko, and Kise dealing with their depressed s/o? Thank you!
I’m so so sorry. I’m so late. I had a hectic week. But I tried. Sumimasen.
Akashi Seijuro:
It happened all of a sudden. One moment you are cheering for Akashi from the stands and the next moment you stand frozen, as a million thoughts run through your brain—each reminding you of how inadequate you were, compared to your boyfriend. You weren’t jealous, no, it was a brief moment of self-realization that left you moping around for days. Akashi saw through your turmoil, but let you be. He had seen you bounce back from worse. However, three days later, when you spaced out in the corridor, staring blankly at a wall, his hands grasped your shoulders, firm enough to stabilize you and gentle enough to remind you of his love and sincerity. “Breathe,” his breath ghosted over your earlobe and you were knocked out of the trance, right into his arms, back pressed flush against his warm chest. “I..I can’t. I can’t do this. I’m not—” “Never say that. You are perfect. You are strong. Stronger than I am.” He said voice quiet, yet so assuring that you knew you could jump off a cliff and he would catch you. “You are my significant other. You know what that means right?” He kissed your neck, your words getting caught in your throat and worries dissipating one by one. “You are an empress. My empress. You can do this. Know that if you ever stumble, I’ll never let you fall.”
Kise Ryouta:
Kise was a lot smarter than he was given credit for. He came bounding down the corridor of your shared apartment, before skidding to an abrupt halt, when he noticed you wrapped up in a blanket, face red and wet. It took him less than a second to pull you between his legs as he sat on the bed, your face in the crook of his neck. “What happened, __-cchi?” He asked gently, when your hands fisted his shirt, pulling him closer if that was even possible. “I’m tired, Ryouta. I’m tired of everything.” You couldn’t explain it—the agitation you felt, and the way your body felt heavier than it was. You breathed in his scent, enjoying the feel of his hands as he rubbed your waist under the blanket. He hummed, “So I guess you won’t be able to go out with me? To get your favorite chocolate flavored ice-cream? And I wanted to watch a movie marathon, later.” Your ears perked up and you sat up, eyes staring into his golden ones. His gaze softened, lips meeting yours and you found yourself melting. “Is this about the modeling contract?” He whispered against your lips and you stiffened, turning away. His fingers grazed your chin and his mouth was on yours again. “You are so beautiful. I can never get enough of you.” You moaned as his hands bunched up your shirt. “So what if you didn’t get a contract? I’m going to show you just how amazing you really are.”
Kuroko Tetsuya:
Kuroko prided himself on being observant. His ability came in handy when he noticed subtle signs of anxiety in your behavior—the way you wouldn’t get out of bed, knowing you were running late for the morning lecture, preferring to skip it altogether, how you would randomly freeze up and how you held your pencil a tad bit too tight during class. He had had similar signs way back in Teiko and he refused to let you fall into that abyss. So, he dragged you out of bed to the park with Nigou running around his legs, handed you a milkshake and asked you what it was that had you feeling so mellow. “I don’t know, Tetsuya-kun. I don’t care anymore. I’m way too stressed right now. You’ve got your basketball going for you. I’m good at nothing. I used to get good grades but now…” You trail off, staring into his blue eyes as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “You underestimate yourself __-chan. You are way better than me, or anyone else.” Nigou barked in agreement, nipping at your ankle. “That’s easy for you—” “Forgive me, __-chan, but I can’t listen to you berating yourself. I know how you feel. It took me a long time to get better at basketball and I still am improving.” He leaned forward, kissing your forehead, pulling you closer. “Don’t give up. You know you can trust me to always be by your side and Nigou too.” You smiled, as the little puppy barked in agreement.
