-

“Yo,” Aomine leans into your room, brows furrowed like usual. “I’m getting something to eat. What do you want?”

“Nothing, thank you.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” You keep your eyes on your book. 

He hesitates for a second before he nods and leaves. You only dare to take a breath when you hear the front door click shut.

“Hey,” Satsuki shuffles into your room next. “You good? Daiki looked kinda pissed when he left.”

“He did?” Worry washes over you. “I just said thank you. And that he doesn’t need to get me anything.”

She blinks in surprise. “Oh, that’s why he left? He just stood up without a word. I never know what he’s thinking.”

“Boys, right?” You ask, a little unsure what else to say.

“Not all boys,” Satsuki disagrees, getting comfy on the edge of your bed. “Have I told you about Kuroko? He’s Daiki’s best friend. I swear, I’ve never met a more understanding guy.”

Daiki is gone for twenty minutes, something you only know because you’ve been looking at your watch, waiting for Satsuki to stop talking about this Kuroko guy of hers. Is she trying to set you up? Has she noticed your feelings around her boyfriend? Maybe you should move out.

“Here,” Daiki drops a bag next to you. “Satsuki said you like that.”

“I said I don’t need anything-”

“Just say thank you,” Satsuki sings next to you, smiling brightly. “Right?”

“Right,” you cough. “Thank you. How much did it cost?”

“Forget about it.” He stares at you like he’s waiting for something. “We’re watching a game in the living room,” Satsuki finally explains. “Do you want to join?”

Not really, you want to say. But you don’t want to be difficult.

Your thigh brushes Daiki’s approximately every five minutes, but you keep your head down the best you can and your heart locked in a box.

-

This could have gone on like this forever, you’re sure, if not for Kuroko stumbling upon you. Or, the other way around.

“You are?” You ask, blinking in confusion. The guy just appeared out of thin air.

“Kuroko,” he shakes your hand. “Satsuki’s boyfriend.”

“No, you aren’t,” you blurt out. “That’s Daiki.”

And he’s kind enough to laugh about your blunder.

“They’re very close,” he explains. “But they’re not dating. Never have been, for a fact.”

“But-”

“But?”

“Nevermind.”

-

“You thought I was dating Satsuki?” 

You stare at Daiki, who’s just burst through your door like the literal jack in the box.

“Err?”

“Is that why you kept avoiding me?” He has the decency to close your door as he walks further into your room, towering over you. “Is it?”

“I don’t know-”

“I have been trying to flirt with you-”

“What?” You sit up straight. “That’s what you call flirting?”

He blinks, confused. “Well, what else?”

“You’re worse than I am! I was trying to throw you off.”

“Hrrm,” he clears his throat pointedly, looking around. “Didn’t work,” he mutters then, crossing his arms over his chest.

Your heart beats in your throat. “What?”

“What?”

“Are you saying-”

There’s pink on his cheeks and a nervous twitch to the way he moves his legs. “I was going out to eat,” he says, trying and failing to sound nonchalant. “You wanna come with?”

“As a date?”

At that, he smirks, lightning fast and gone before your heart can fully process the heavy blow he just dealt. “If you want?”

-

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