Mal had been in Auradon for a few days now. The museum heist was a fiasco. True, they didn’t get caught, but now, they had no idea how to get the wand. Was was she suppose to get her mother to be proud of her now?
She had been leaning against a pillar outside of the school when a girl walked up to her. She had been watching the girl out of the corner of her eye now, and she had been staring at Mal for quite some time... which, honestly, made her mad. “I do suggest telling me why you’ve been staring at me for the last ten minutes before I turn you into a piece of art worthy of the museum.”
Okay, that might be a little mean (like she cared?), but she didn’t like people staring at her unless she was actually doing something. And scheming really wasn’t much of something. Besides, she needed to stay in this backwater place long enough to get the wand.
“Ooooh Margoooo!” Elizabeth called out, her hip banging into a wall as she struggled to keep herself up right. She was drunk and high on a concoction of her own making, fresh track marks litteriing her arms and a joint shoved between her teeth. The smoke perforated through the air and she giggled, taking another drag. “Margo Margieeee! Come out, Come out wherever you are!”
Slightly dopey future drabble in which Kagami plays professional basketball in the states.
Actually, that wasn't quite right. There was an old adage that fit better. What was it? Ah yes. Rather, the more things changed, the more they remained the same. Because time didn't stand still. The world moved, and they moved with it.
They certainly had moved. To the US, to Chicago, Kagami as a starting player. Kuroko as his agent. Always together. Despite Kuroko being a self-proclaimed shadow, Kagami always saw his hope as a ray of light.
The taller man tossed his jacket off and let it fall somewhere in the room. He loosened his tie and kicked his shoes into the corner. As Kuroko moved to walk past him, Kagami's arm snagged around his waist.
"Kagami-kun, we have interviews in the morning."
"That's in the morning." In a persuading move, he kissed along the side of Kuroko's neck. The shorter man let out a sharp breath,
"We're also seeing our friends after."
Even on his own ears his voice sounded weaker. Kagami grinned, stealing a kiss that left Kuroko breathless.
"That's more reason to have fun tonight. We'll have less time tomorrow." His hand slipped down past his partner's waist. Kuroko flashed a stern expression as he stated,
"You better wake up on time for your interview."
Another kiss ended the conversation. Technically, Kagami hadn't agreed to it. Truthfully, even if they had behaved, Kuroko was well aware they still wouldn't have been on time.
Regardless, it was a quiet reprieve to spend the night with his face buried in the tiger's chest. To be like this was something he had longed for, he had longed for such a long time; it was now a mostly common occurrence. Well, when traveling schedules weren't as crazy and during parts of the off-season.
Before he drifted off to sleep, a small smile tugged at his lips. He kissed Kagami's chest lightly, letting out a breath. It was warm in his arms and that was something he was confident would never change.
