I’m not satisfied with the result of this at all. I actually really loved this prompt and I had a lot of ideas for it, but for some reason for the life of me I could not string together the proper words to make coherent sentences at all. I’ve mulled over this one for the past two days or so and I’m really sorry.
I’ll probably re-write this one at a later time, for now please accept this inadequate one to null your cute!aomine needs even just a tad.
“What do you want to do?” Taiga asks, glancing at Kuroko. The pair stood in front of the gymnasium doors, where a large cardboard sign had been propped up reading “BASKETBALL TEAM PRACTICE CANCELED FOR TODAY.”
Tetsu shrugs, fidgeting with his wristband. The two had already changed into their practice clothes and shoes, not to exercise would only be a waste. Taiga hmms in a thoughtful daze. “Want to go to the outdoor court then?”
Approaching the outdoor court that they often use, Tetsu spots an all too familiar figure. A lean, tanned figure of muscle, dribbling smoothly across the court with years of expertise. A fake to the left before cutting to the right. One more fake, then a cross over, dunk. Tetsu would have known with his eyes closed. He knows this play, seen it a million times until that shimmering light was burned into his eyes.
“Bastard, why are you here!” Taiga shouts, lobbing the basketball at Daiki’s head. Catching the ball, Daiki cocks an eyebrow and frowns, carelessly tossing it over his shoulder towards the hoop. Tetsu doesn’t need to look to know it went in, even before hearing the swish of the net.
“Didn’t know you guys owned this court.” Daiki mutters, stooping to retrieve his own ball. He picks up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder, turns to leave. “Seeya then, Tetsu.”
Tetsu stands as Daiki walks past him, their shoulders brushing ever so slightly and Tetsu thinks he was just electrocuted. A current runs down his arm and right into his chest and Tetsu can’t help but wonder if Daiki felt the same buzzing pressure in his ears, fluttering movement in his stomach or starlit sky behind his eyes, because Daiki has always been the one to make Tetsu feel.
Always, always, always, Tetsu thinks.
“Hey!” Taiga yells again, ticked off by Daiki’s lack of a reaction. He starts stomping over as Daiki throws a wayward glance over his shoulder, clearly not in the mood for Taiga’s antics.
“I’m talking to you, you jerk!” Taiga growls, lunging in to seize Daiki by his collar. Daiki, however, swiftly steps aside just as Taiga throws himself forward, causing the red head to fly pass Daiki and promptly crash to the ground, scraping his face against the rough tar of the court. He does a few barrel rolls before hitting the fence and laying there, silent.
Tetsu stares in exasperation, reminding himself that if he doesn’t go pick up that idiot from the ground he will likely lay there all night. Upon passing Daiki, however, Tetsu senses something amiss and looks up at his face, astonished.
Daiki’s face was beet red. His entire body shook with trembles as he bit his lip in concentration and a single pffft escapes, tears springing to his eyes, when Daiki suddenly throws his head back and erupts in laughter.
Tetsu wonders if this is real life.
Because was this really the Aomine Daiki, rugged basketball player, ace of the Generation of Miracles and also Touou Academy, collapsing in a fit of…
That was really the only way to describe Daiki’s laugh, although it was more snorting than anything else.
On reflex, a blank-faced Tetsu reaches into his pocket and fishes out his cellphone, promptly snapping a picture of this moment, making a mental note to back it up into his laptop. He doesn’t reckon he’s seen anything more adorable in his entire life, and Kuroko Tetsuya is not one to use the word adorable very much at all.
“What the hell?” Comes a voice from the edge of the court, where Taiga has finally propped himself up on his elbows, a bruise quickly forming on his forehead. “What kind of a laugh is that? What are you, a middle school girl?”
Then suddenly Taiga is laughing too, because Daiki looks pathetic attempting to throw petty insults back at him while doubled over, hands clutching his stomach, tears rolling down his cheeks. And well, how could Tetsu do anything else but start chuckling along with the two idiots?
His day had needed a little light, after all.