so i'm screaming here because kise said he loves you a lot and you're his sun and stars. isn't that sweet, aomine? (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡
“What the hell? That idiot’s always saying embarrassing things,” Aomine scoffs and palms his nape, the heat igniting there despite his attempt at nonchalance. “All this business about ‘sun and stars’. Psh.”
“He ‘loves’ a bunch of shit; his clothes, his hair, his stupid fangirls, Tetsu, his mirror.” He snorts at the latter and rolls his eyes. “You know he kept smiling like a dumbass at the girl that sold me my last pair of Jordans?” Abruptly, he pauses. “Not that I was jealous or anything,” he says, eyes quickly darting to the side. ”I got a pretty good discount, but still, he–”
And then it dawns on him.
The shoes.
Stupid Kise…
“I’m good, I’m good,” he mumbles thickly into his hand. “Just got… dirt… or something in my eye… I’m not crying, you’re crying…”
