Summary: Wakamatsu was never one for casual hook-ups, but when Aomine asks him to help him out with his heat, he finds himself agreeing. Neither of them planned to take anything more than hickeys away from this, but alas, nature doesn't always work that way.
“Oh my God! Pull that thing out!” Aomine groaned in pain.
“Shut up, moron! Take it like a man! You had it coming!” Wakamatsu growled.
“No I fucking didn—Oh Shit! It hurts! Easy, easy!” He moaned in a hoarse whine.
The sound of something heavy and soft hitting the floor could be heard from outside the lockers when Aomine fell on his back and gasped.
“Dammit! Get off of me! What was that for!?” Aomine yelled in angered pain.
“It’s easier this way, dumbass! Try not to move so much”
“As if I can, this position is uncomfortable as hell! And can’t you be a little gentler, you fucking brute?” Aomine complained.
“No! You deserve it!” was Wakamatsu’s angry reply “Now bite this and hold on to the bench! It’s too deep!”
The reply was a muffled pained groan and the metallic sound of the bench being dragged.
*
Touou’s team was currently at an impasse.
It had started when they got to the door to the locker room, upon being presented with that shocking situation, they were all rendered speechless. For about 15 minutes, they were completely unable to react.
“Do you think we should do something about it? Like…you know, go in there and tell them that it’s not cool do stuff like that in the locker room?” Susa whispered to his teammates, finally breaking the silence.
The mood was both heavy and awkward. No one ever expected that Wakamatsu and Aomine would ever do something like that, given that they couldn’t stand each other.
They looked at each other as if to see if someone was willing to volunteer, but it was obvious that all of them enjoyed living too much to willingly enter the dragon’s cave when the dragon was hungry.
“I th-think that they’re hurting each other…” Sakurai whispered, shaking nervously, almost in tears.
“More like Wakamatsu is hurting Aomine you obviously mean, lad” Imayoshi sneered “I am not going in there, I have lots of plans for the future and dying at the age of 18 is not one of them”
“But someone has to make it stop…” Susa insisted, gulping painfully, as in that exact moment Aomine started moaning, clearly in pain, after a particularly pained yelp “It seems to me like Wakamatsu still has some hard feelings for Aomine…”
“Oh my God…that shit is huge! I’m going to die!” he whined.
“Don’t be such a whiny bitch, the size is perfectly normal! And it’d be worse if you were allergic to it, which you obviously aren’t, so shut up” Wakamatsu growled angrily “There’s still more from where that came from” he sounded very sadistic “hold still”
“Fuck you, you brute...I hate you…” Aomine had literally started sobbing in anger and a sudden thud was heard “You asshole, you're doing it on purpose! It’s so black, oh my God…”
“Ouch! If you punch me again I’ll kill you! And be quiet, I can’t believe you’re crying, Jesus! What a baby!” Wakamatsu scoffed angrily “And you’re the one who asked me to do it, I told you to get rid of it yourself. So be thankful that I’m doing it for you, dickhead”
Not a sound could be heard outside the room, they were too shocked about those scandalous revelations.
“It is… black?” Sakurai mumbled almost unconsciously.
“Hard feelings indeed” Imayoshi noted, in shock “Well…at least he asked for it” he snorted, trying to lighten the mood, but it didn’t work at all “And at least we know he’s not allergic to it, eh?”
In that moment, Satsuki showed up, looking kind of annoyed.
“What are you guys doing here standing by the door? I want to go home” she complained “Where’s Dai-ch--!”
“Wakamatsu! Stop! It hurts so much!” Aomine moaned in pain, and the sound of the bench being dragged was heard again “Oh my God…is it still in there?” he sobbed.
“I told you to bite that!” Wakamatsu scolded “Of course it’s still in there! Stop moving or I won’t be able to take it out!”
Satsuki paled in horror.
“What’s happening in there!?” she asked.
Susa looked at her dead in the eye.
“It’s black, huge, and apparently Aomine asked for it”
Imayoshi and Sakurai nodded gravely.
“Do you think they’re…stuck?” Imayoshi suggested after a few seconds of contemplation, while scratching his chin.
Her face suddenly became beet red.
“Oh my God! And Dai-chan is crying! Are you sure he asked for it!? He doesn’t sound like he’s enjoying himself very much!”
“People react differently to stuff” Imayoshi stated, shrugging.
The other two nodded.
Satsuki got angry.
“He’s in pain! I won’t let Wakamatsu-senpai hurt Dai-chan like that even if he deserves to be punished sometimes, that’s not ok!” she shrieked angrily.
Satsuki’s protective friend mode had just been enabled; she wasn’t simply going to stay there while her friend was being tortured.
“I’m going in!” she declared summoning all of her fighting spirit, in order to prepare herself to whatever sight was going to be presented to her.
A loud “NO!” was still heard when they tried to stop her from doing that, but it was already too late, she’d already opened the door.
“That’s it, that’s the last one!” Wakamatsu spurted angrily.
“Thank God!” Aomine whined, cleaning his face with his trembling hands.
Satsuki and the boys stood silently by the door looking at them.
It was very awkward.
They were both on the floor; Wakamatsu was still wearing the clothes he’d used to practice and was kneeling on top of Aomine, who was wet from head to toe, in his underwear and lying on his back.
Wakamatsu held a pair of tweezers in his hand and a few small black pointy things were scattered on the floor; both boys were now looking at them.
“What happened here?” Susa deadpanned.
The locker room was a mess, it looked like a battlefield; everything that was usually standing was now lying on the floor, including the lockers, and there was water everywhere, including on the walls.
“This asshole got himself stung by bees” Wakamatsu growled, getting off of him and reaching his hand to help him up.
“It wasn’t my fault! They attacked me, those wild beasts!” Aomine retorted, accepting the hand and standing up as well.
“You hit their hive with a basketball!” Wakamatsu yelled at him.
“I didn’t know it was a hive! Why was there a hive there anyway!?” Aomine yelled back.
“I don’t know, but you should be able to recognize a fucking hive when you see one, dumbass! What did you think it was? A fancy new decoration!?”
“Shut the fuck up, moron!”
“Don’t call me names! I saved your stupid life! I should have let them eat you alive! I even helped you get rid of the stings! You should be thankful, you lousy brat!”
“Yeah, you gave me a shower with that hose! Thanks a lot!” the ungrateful sarcasm made Wakamatsu gasp in rage “And you hurt me as much as you could, you brute! Screw you!” he was massaging his chest and arms, where several red spots could be seen.
“How did you expect me to get rid of the bees!? Everyone knows they don’t like water!” Wakamatsu felt extremely offended “I knew I should have let natural selection do its thing”
And it was Aomine’s turn to feel offended.
“Huh!? Natural selection!? What the fuck do you mean!? That I’m too stupid to live!?” he got closer to him, clenching his fists, and they were now forehead on forehead, practically growling at each other.
"Yeah! What are you going to do about it!?” Wakamatsu challenged.
Arguing so heatedly, they didn’t notice the awkward smiles their teammates were sharing with each other.
“What!?” Aomine spurted angrily getting away from Wakamatsu, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and raising an eyebrow, looking at them.
“Um…yeah…you know…it sounded like something else, from outside the door…it was very misleading” it was Imayoshi who spoke, scratching the back of his neck “We thought that you were, erm, ‘bonding’ a bit…”
“WHAT!?” Aomine blushed angrily “What the fuck do you mean!?”
Wakamatsu stared at them incredulous for a few seconds before completely losing his shit. They slowly and awkwardly joined him.
“Shut up!” Aomine yelled at him “They thought we were fucking, this is no laughing matter, moron! I don’t want people thinking I’m fucking you!”
Wakamatsu recovered some of his composure, he was clearly having lots of fun with that situation, and put an arm around Aomine’s shoulders.
“Well, honey, I do think that your moaning voice is kind of sexy, so if you change your mind, you know where to find me~” he trolled shamelessly, pulling him closer and breathing in his ear.
Everyone held their breaths upon seeing the murderous look on Aomine’s flushed face.
And that’s the story of when Wakamatsu almost lost his arm and Touou’s basketball team had to run for their lives.
As per usual, I'm very sorry about mistakes and all that.
I don't know what to say, I couldn't help myself. This is the epitome of stupidity //cries//
It got kind of shippy in the end, so...anon-san, hope I could make you at least laugh a bit //lies down//
And let's all take a moment to imagine Aomine's experience with the bees given that he's already scared of them.
Wakamatsu actually saves his life here, it would be My Girl all over again if he wasn't there. But he took the chance to get back at him as much as he could.
Ok, enough of this. I have no excuse, please allow me to shut the fuck up.
