can this prompt (otpprompts(.)tumblr(.)com/post/154067244034/imagine-your-otp-meeting-like-this-person-a-is) be the continuation of your aoki neighbor!au please??
It took me forever to find the original. LOLI know this is… super late. But Happy Aoki Day?!? :D Here is the actual link to see the prompt lol. Sorta used it as a general guideline and changed it a bit.Aokise is always for @limitlessmonster
Kise almost regrets leaving his phone on the end table beside the door.
Almost.
He’d rather not have to call his sister and listen to her laugh in his ear when he tells her how he not only locked himself out of his house when he went to grab the newspaper, but also got caught in the door when it slammed itself on the belt of his robe. He doesn’t need a lecture about going outside half naked as well as one about his lack of observational skills.
He’d rather not have to call her… but he’d rather not be stuck outside, trapped by his own front door either.
When he gives another tug on the belt, another failure, he kicks at he door in frustration and regrets being pretentious enough to buy a robe where he belt doesn’t detach. He hopes that Kiyoko from across the street will be leaving for her morning run soon. She has a thing for Kise and hasn’t been discouraged by his endless rejections and apologies. She’d help him in a heartbeat.
In fact, Kise would be okay with any neighbor coming out their door to help. As long as it’s anyone but–
“What the hell do we have here?”
Kise tenses. His grip tightens on the belt of his robe as a deep laugh sends a shiver down his spine.
“Did you seriously lock yourself out of your house and get caught in the goddamn door?”
Kise slowly glances over his shoulder. Aomine stands at the end of his walkway doubled over with laughter at Kise’s expense. He’s wearing a pair of loose basketball shorts and a tank top with arm holes that open so wide Kise can see the impressive, muscular expanse of Aomine’s stomach when a light wind ruffles his shirt open.
With a groan, he turns away, pressing his forehead against the door. He secretly hopes Aomine will head home and leave him there.
“Don’t tell me…” Kise jumps. Aomine’s voice is directly behind him now. “You locked yourself out… getting the paper?” When Kise faces Aomine this time he’s grinning, holding Kise’s newspaper out toward him. “You know you can get all the news from tv and online, right? Old man.” “I’m the same age as you!” Kise retorts, scowling. Aomine shrugs. His grin smoothes into a smirk. “I don’t know that. You haven’t told me much about yourself.” “Tch.” Kise wrinkles his nose. “Why should I tell you anything about myself?” “It’s only fair,” Aomine begins. He leans forward, his lips inches away from Kise’s ear as he whispers, “You’ve seen my everything.” The blush is instantaneous and Kise swallows the lump in his throat as the image of Aomine, naked and unashamed on his balcony, floats to the surface of his mind. Now he can get rid of it. Now when he glances back at Aomine all he can see is that flawless, tanned skin, those perfectly defined muscles and that impressive– “Go away!” Aomine snorts and shakes his head. “You wanna be stuck out here like this all day? Be my guest.” “Kiyoko will–” “Kiyoko is visiting her parents for the weekend,” Aomine supplies with a grin. “You’d know that if you stopped being a hermit when you were actually home.” Kise groans. “I don’t need socialization lessons from someone like you.” “You could learn a thing or two from me,” Aomine’s smirk widens. His voice deepens. “I’m a damn good teacher, Kise.” “Dammit, Aominecchi…” Kise turns his face into his shoulder to try and fail to hide the ever present blush on his cheeks. Aomine chuckles. “But that can wait till later. Let’s get you out of this damn door.” Without asking for permission, Aomine reaches around Kise, gripping at the taut line of Kise’s rove belt and giving an experimental tug. Kise can feel all of Aomine’s heat against the side of his body. And he struggles, pushes against the solid form against him. Aomine, to his credit, ignores him and he doesn’t budge. “One quick pull, okay?” Kise shakes his head, his eyes widening. “Wait, Aominecchi, don’t! The belt is a part of the–” The tearing sound makes Kise flinch and a sudden draft against his ass where there wasn’t one before is not a welcome sensation. Aomine lifts his hand to stare at the sizable chunk of material he’s pulled away. Kise is free of the door, but he’s also free of anything covering his lower half. “What the fuck…” he groans. When his forehead hits Aomine’s shoulder he stops caring about proximity, stops caring about the way his heart hammers in his chest. “I was trying to tell you…” Aomine’s hand drops to Kise’s bare ass. “Holy shit..” “Stop touching, pervert Aominecchi!” “I didn’t–” Aomine takes half a step back and Kise doesn’t cover himself quickly enough before he looks down. “Well,” Aomine’s eyes flicker back up to Kise’s face. They gleam with a promise Kise can’t decide if he wants to decipher. “Now we’re even.” Kise’s cheeks burn. “Shut up, idiot…”
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