#this is sweeeet

[madlymiho]

Ooooh, happy birthday!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊

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AAAAH SOME AOMOMO PLEEEEAAAASEEE!!!! Anything that comes to your mind <3 Maybe how did they end up together?? :D Or sth ^^ Idk hahah it's up to you! Thanks if you do that! :3

Hi dear! Letme say it, you’re probably the most lucky anon I’ve ever met! When I firststarted this blog, I made a mistake and wrote this AoMomo instead of an Akamomoso…yes, I’ve never posted it and now you can have it! The prompt was thedialogue: “You should stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make mewant to kiss you.”

Hope youenjoy!

AoMomo, Fluff,After High School, Established Relationship, Long-Distance Relationship

Cherry Lips

 When did things start to change?

Aomine couldn’t answer. Maybe they never did, it justchanged the way he looked at them. Because, in one way or another, Momoi hadalways been part of his life. Her loud, bubbling chatting had been thebackground music of his childhood; her lectures had annoyed and amused him injunior school and her faithfulness had kept him breathing during high school.She’d never left him. Not that everything went pretty and easy either. They hadcold moments, during Teikou she stopped calling him “Dai-chan” for example, andsometimes their friendship seemed more a son-and-mother’s relationship…but withtime, they’d given it a proper shape.

Looking back, Aomine found it ironic how they realizedtheir affection when it was almost too late. It had been the sum of small details,which had started to pile up during the last part of his second year, when hisrelationship with basketball was more stable and he felt freer, that made themmove on. Little things about his life he started to notice. Was Momoi his typeof girl or his type of girl was modeled on the only girl he’d ever cared about?Why during their weekends, as always spent together, a sort of cripplingtension filled the air? Why Momoi had never left him even if he could be the ruderand more annoying guy ever? Why did he feel uneasy when she blabbered aboutKuroko or used “Aomine-kun” in public to avoid rumors? Why did his eyes alwaysfollow her?

Feeling protective when she walked alone in thestreets in the evening or guys stared at her more than they should. Feelinghappy seeing her dancing under the rain in the garden or talking about newdiscoveries about basketball players. Feeling at home when she curled upagainst him during their nights spent talking quietly in one of their rooms.Burning with desire to caress her cheeks, brush her cheeks and hug her tightlyduring sad days.

Aomine was slow, but not stupid. In the end, he had understoodhe wanted to be by her side, as he had always been, forever; he wanted her tobe the only one. And this wish had aclear, defined name.

Unfortunately, it was too late. They could enjoy fullytheir new relationship only for a year before they chose different university’spaths and were thrown in a long-distance relationship; a year full of smirksand excited laughter, of afternoons spent goofing around with a basketball andnights on the couch watching stupid films. Days filled of “Dai-chan” andchildish pouts, of quick embarrassed kisses and sudden, giddy hugs.

Now, they had to settle for random weekends when theirschedules allowed it or for the holidays spent at home. And, for Aomine itwasn’t enough.

 “Oi Satsuki, how did the week go?” Aomine asked on thephone, laying down on his bed and looking at the blue ceiling, a hand behindhis head and the other playing with his favorite ball.

“Dai-chan!” she trilled in his eardrums and he felt hislips curling in a smile, “I’m dead tired! My evil professor assigned me threeproject to submit by today!” whined to him.

“I bet you aced them anyway,” he commented rolling hiseyes.

“That’s obvious, Dai-chan!” she laughed wholeheartedly,“You know how they say? The only one who can beat me, is me,” she quoted and itwas as if he could see her mischievous grin.

“Stupid,” he snorted, shifting and rolling on hisstomach.

“Did you attend practice properly?” Momoi asked again,in his mother like tone.

“I always do,” he huffed, passing the fingers throughhis blue hair.

“Do you remember you’re talking with your formermanager, right?” she mocked him.

“I thought I was talking with my girlfriend.”

“Unfortunately, they’re the same,” she repliedgiggling and Aomine closed his eyes, remembering her face when she laughed athis stupid jokes. Man, they haven’t see each other for a month now. Sometimes,he feared the day he could not recall her smile anymore.

“Well, then the answer is maybe.”

“Dai-chan! You promised!” she scolded him and the boy couldsee her putting the hands on her waist.

“Do you believe me if I say it was because I had tostudy?” he tried, defeated.

“No.”

“You know me too well,” he muttered under his breathand she laughed again.

“Years of experience.”

“However, don’t worry. Kagami has taken your place asa nagging nanny. He literally drags me to practice by force if I try to skip,”Aomine sighed twitching his lips and heard her chuckling.

“The truth is that Kagamin is my undercover agent!”she threatened lightly and he grunted at the idea, “However, what are you goingto do tonight?” Momoi asked again, to carry on the conversation. As always,they tended to spent hours and hours talking together about everything, mainlytrivial things. Just to feel as if they were still sharing the same life.

“Bakagami had abandoned me with a stupid excuse andsaid he’s going out, without inviting me. The bastard…We had planned a playstation’s tournament. Now, I’m going to watch some matches on TV,” he complainedabout his roommate, who had mumbled something incoherent and disappeared anhour before. He was hiding something, but Aomine couldn’t discover what.

“Poor Dai-chan!” Momoi joked amused and Aomine finallyrealized something strange about her voice.

“And you? What are you doing?” asked curiously, “Areyou out?” He could hear her accelerated breath and…was she eating something?

“Yup, I’m walking! And eating cherries,” she explainedhappily, like a child.

“Cherries?” he repeated, while his mind imagined Momoitaking a red cherry between her long, delicate fingers to bring it to her mouthand then biting slowly the fruit, her lips turning scarlet red and…damn.

“You know I love them. I’m the beast at knottingcherry’s stem,” She flirted shamelessly, knowing exactly what his boyfriend wasthinking.

Aomine groaned, burying his head in the pillow.

“I know perfectly how good you are,” he replied with alow growl, “You’ve gotta stop doing that,” Aomine added in a whisper.

“What?”

“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”

Momoi fell silent for a moment and Aomine knew she wasblushing, because, even if she was flirty and bubbling, she loved romantic,fluffy lines that he usually never used. Moreover, they both knew the implicitend of his reply: “Stop doing that now that we’re not together.”

It was painful, a bittersweet grip to their hearts.

“Dai-chan, sometimes you are the one who says thingsthat make me fall in love with you,” she stuttered in the end, probably smilingwidely and tilting her head to the side as always when she looked at him withstarry-eyes.

A long, obnoxious ring sounded in Aomine’s room beforehe could answer, probably with something cheesy again to make her happy, and hemoaned annoyed. He wanted to shout to Kagami to move his ass, but thenremembered he was out and just cursed.

“What’s wrong?” Satsuki asked, hearing him moving andshuffling things.

“Someone ringed the doorbell.” He explained irritated.Why a man couldn’t even talk to his girl in peace?

“Do you want me to hang up?” the girl offered, but inher tone Aomine heard the plea for not having to do it.

“Don’t even think about it. I’m sending this one awayin a second.” He growled, leaving his room and walking down the narrow corridorwith the phone in his hand. He reached the door and started struggling with themultiple locks.

“Well…” Momoi whispered giddily on the phone, while finallyAomine opened the door with a glare, “…I hope you aren’t going to do that forreal,” she finished standing in front of him. On his doorstep, for real.

Peach hair and sparkling eyes. Scarlet red lips.Aomine’s too big hoodie on her tank top and a fluttering skirt. A bag of cherryin a hand and the pink phone in the other.

Aomine froze, paralyzed, and blinked at her, slowly.

“Surprise, Dai-chan!” she chirped with a timid andquivering smile, blushing.

Aomine’s phone fell on the floor while he threwhimself at the girl, wrapping his arms around her waist and finally savoringthose long-awaited cherry lips. He didn’t need it anymore.

“Satsuki.”

[hobidreams]

hello insanely talented person...

i just wanted to let you know i'm absolutely in love with your writing.

recently came across TES and LOOOOOOVED the way you wrote mentally unstable, enemy yoongi who does horrible things and turned him into cute, whipped yoongi who will let oc do whatever she wants.

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aweee thank u!! im glad you enjoyed TES and MLT!! yes, my hidden Yoongi bias rears its head.... LOL it means a lot to me that you enjoyed the character development bc that had to be the hardest part of the entire thing. character is so much trickier than like scenery 🤣 take care as well!!!

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