#knb clean

MURASAKIBARA comes home unusually late. Sighing he kicks his shoes off and trudges to the kitchen, finding you in the midst of cooking dinner. “Welcome back,” you beamed from next to him “what brings you home so late?” You’re all smiles as Murasakibara lays his head on your shoulder and pulls you to him, engulfing you in his large stature. “....none left,” he’s mumbling so incoherently you can’t make out any of the words, you cock your head to the side and look at him in confusion. “There was a sale on the sweets at the market, but there was no candy left. It- it was all gone, just like that, poof.” He’s staring off into the distance, clearly upset about not having gotten any candy. “Let me hold you instead,” he looks back down, nuzzling his face in your hair.

You’d both been walking along the sidewalk for the past 30 minutes without saying anything. The silence was comfortable and calming. You looked up at MIDORIMA and gave him a small smile when he returned your gaze, the minute your eyes met, Midorima’s face turned a shade more pink. “Ah,” you exclaimed at seeing his embarrassment “that wind sure is chilly today, huh, Midorin?” Giggling, you kindly gave him an out for the time being. He nodded his head and muttered a small thanks. Dates like these were your favorite, you loved being anywhere near Midorima, whether you were speaking or not. A huge grin forming on your face, you noticed you’d been walking a few paces behind Midorima, letting out a sigh you took larger strides to catch up to him. Slowly reaching his hand out, Midorima takes yours, “I- I don’t want you getting lost,” he muttered, not making any effort to turn toward you as he spoke. Nodding your head you laced your fingers in his and squeezed tightly. “Your hands are cold,” he turned and looked at you as he brought your hands into his. His gloved hands covered your bare ones, instantly warming them, continuing to spread heat around them Midorima rubbed them between his gloves. “Why don’t we stop for something warm to drink and then head home,” he asked bringing one of his hands to push up his glasses as he watched you nod frantically.

AKASHI wasn’t nervous. He had no reason to be nervous, he was just hoping he’d made everything as comfortable as possible for you. He’s looked over his room twice and had other people look over his room more than that. Sighing he hears his phone chime, reading the text that came on the screen he saw that you’d arrived. Wanting to be the first person you saw when you walked in, Akashi made sure he was the one opening the door for you. “Good evening, please, come in,” he’d gesture for you to walk in with his head “is there anything you need? Food, drink, anything?” He’s not nervous, just making sure you’re well taken care of. You shake you head, politely declining the offers. “Very well then, come with me this way then,” he took your things from you and placed his open hand on yours as he brought you to his room. The night was moving along exceptionally. You’d watched movies in his room together until dinner was finished, you ate dinner in a large fancy dining room, making small chit-chat about how school and life were going along the way, now it was time to wind down and rest. The both of you had taken showers and were lying on his bed, your head on his chest, when Akashi cleared his throat. Looking up from your spot you saw Akashi was prepared to say something “Th-thank you very much for coming tonight, it means a lot that you’re comfortable with me,” he’s smiling as he speaks. He reaches down and pats your head, slowly relaxing you into sleep as he watched your face relax. He could smell his shampoo in your hair, and he could feel how soft his lotion made your skin, with all these thoughts running through his head he placed a hand on your shoulder as he tried falling asleep, no, he wasn’t nervous at all.

KASAMATSU looked at you in disbelief. Not only had you said something completely embarrassing, you’d gone and said it in front of his whole team. Hearing the snickers from everyone around him, his face began to turn red. He’d try stammering a reply “W-what the heck,” he can barely stand the teasing so he covers his face and turns to walk away “i-idiot!” He manages to get out before he’s too far away.

It was Christmas and all you could talk about were the decorations and who’d attend your party. KUROKO had decided to throw a part and invite all of his friends and teammates. It was already five in the evening on the 24 and no one had shown up yet. “When did the invitation say the party started,” you asked hesitantly, smiling at you Kuroko confirmed that the invitation did indeed say the party started at four thirty. “Thirty minutes,” you kept mumbling, pacing in front of the door as if that’d help your friends get there any faster “you don’t think anything’s happened to them, do you,” you whip your head up and pose the question, quick to turn around and continue mumbling. Kuroko couldn’t help but chuckle at the way you were behaving. It was just a party after all, Kuroko would be just as happy if it was just the two of you that night. Seeing you continue to panic, Kuroko playfully rolled his eyes. As he did this he spotted something hung above your head. “Mistletoe,” he whispered, shaking his head back and forth. Walking straight toward you, Kuroko gently put his hand on your cheek and pecked you on the lips. A few seconds of small kisses, you melted into his lips and tangled your hand in his hair. Just as the kiss was getting heated you heard a commotion in front of your door. “They’re here,” Kuroko said, a slight blush on his face “I’m glad I could calm you for a while.” As everyone filed in, you said your hello’s and nodded at everyone, telling them where everything was and to enjoy themselves. As you counted how many people were there you began to freight over not having enough snacks and drinks for them all. You begin pacing once more. Not far away, Kuroko notices the wrinkle in your forehead, giving away your distress. Sighing, he moves toward you and once more, plants a soft kiss on your lips. “Oi get a room,” you heard a few people cheering and yelling, but their voices were drowned out by the beating of your heart.

Walking along the street in the middle of winter was the worst decision you could’ve made, but you weren’t going to stay there, not with him talking to you like that. After going over everything in your head time-and-time again, your anger slowly melted into and aching loneliness. As you trudge along the sidewalk you the faint sounds of someone calling your name. Slowly turning around you spot Hanamiya jogging your way, weaving through throngs of people. Your eyes widen at the sight before you. “I-idiot!” Hanamiya cries out to you, gasping for air. Closing in on you, your feet are frozen to the spot as he moves closer and closer. Once he’s in front of you, he rushes you into his arms, panting in your ear. “You’re such an idiot, I swear,” he mutters “if you would’ve just gotten ready like I asked, we’d be at the restaurant I made reservations at and I’d be giving you this over dessert.” Handing you a small box, Hanamiya takes a step back to observe you as you open the gift. Slowly you lift the top of it up to reveal a necklace. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a thin chain with a small diamond hanging from it. Unable to contain your joy, you let a smile spread over your features as you hold out the necklace to Hanamiya “Will you help me put it on,” you asked, starting to forget your reason for being upset. With a nod Hanamiya helps you put the necklace on and once he’s done he heaves a sigh “You really are a pain, you know that,” he squints his eyes at you in mock annoyance “come’n let’s go get some of that dinner before your birthday’s over.” Taking his hand in yours, you smile and giggle all the way to the restaurant, knowing Hanamiya didn’t forget this year.