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If Mun Gets 5 ~❖~ Mun Will Sing And Post It

The moon hangs on high on the night sky, looming over the city with subtle rays of light cascading in through cracks in the concrete jungle, effectively painting a false thread of hope in the suffocating darkness lurking in the streets and in people's hearts. It was all kinds of poetic if one mulled over human nature and such in the wee hours of the day, and since he had little means to entertain himself until awaited target arrived the man found himself chasing after thoughts better left to those who had desire and option to change course in their dull life.

Tatsuya's life was hardly dull, but meaningless all the same. 'Protecting Japan's medical establishment by your hand' was such utter bullshit, one he had fallen for if only for playing off ignorance and accepting the policy of The Union by desperately needing to find some form of release from the hell his mind had spiraled into after the war. The world was full of ugliness spilling over and crawling at your skin so clear on sight yet these foolish work class families cared to see none of it, acting as if it was nonexistent and believing this true with an easy aversion of eyes.

It should have made him angry, would have years ago when he still carried ideals and an urge for fighting for something better, for himself, for someone, for anything-- hoping to yield a result. There was no righteousness that served for your own selfish desires, he understood that now. Wouldn't pretend otherwise.

Jingle of keys alerted him, ears perked up as the male pushed himself up from the floor he had positioned himself at, directly under the window with curtains drawn open to reveal a starless sky far in the distance. One roll of shoulders to work out the surface kinks out of back muscles Tatsuya bends down to pick up his suitcase, silver and heavy, and turns in place to greet the man entering the apartment, waiting until he's flicked lights on and made it through to the living room.

I CAN’T EVEN, LIKE WHY ARE YOU SO BEAUTIFUL?!!! *sobs bc you are flawless and i want to hug you*

NO! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BE THIS BEAUTIFUL!!!! *backflips into the sun bc wowie you are such a babe*

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Who is louder? Aomine

Who is more experimental? Imayoshi

Who takes more risks? Mine-chin

Do they fuck or make love?

Lights on probs no festive light but more a dim light idk man or off? 

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Ahomine bcause he is a baka

Who comes first? Ahomine - like don’t ask why I just have a feeling xD 

Who is better at oral and who prefers it? Well, again just out of gut feeling, I would say Aomine prefers it and Imayoshi is better, because I don’t know. Don’t ask why, I just think Imayoshi has the know-how

Who is more submissive? GOSH uh…I really don’t know to be honest because both of them don’t seem like a submissive person to me like seriously I would say they would have to switch positions daily or weekly or like they play rock paper scissors and whoever wins is the dominant one and that’s what they do weekly.  No, seriously though, this is such a hard question. Imayoshi is more mature and gosh I can’t decide I think a weekly draw by lot or rock-scissors-paper will make it a lot easier for them xD  Gomenasai.

Who usually initiates things? Imayoshi-bby

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There hadn’t been a day that passed where Aomine didn’t spend his time with Imayoshi, ever since he got admitted into hospital. Imayoshi had been diagnosed half a year ago and since then everything had been getting worse for him. 

But no matter what happened, Aomine would not leave his side. That was something he promised Imayoshi. He would never leave - but for that Imayoshi had to promise not to leave Aomine either. He had to promise not to lose against death. 

And it worked so far. Although, the former captain was feeling worse and worse each day and both of them were put to an acid test - also in their relationship to each other - they managed to get through those hard times. 

But it really had been hard times for both of them. It was a time where Aomine could barely look at the other male, without feeling deep sorrow.Because as Imayoshi’s health condition got worse, his will to fight on died, together with that lively spark in his eyes. 

Aomine had the need to help the other fighting, to not give up on his life. He desperately tried to make Imayoshi believe that he was going to be fine, though somedays Aomine doubted it himself - but he never showed that.

It was Aomine’s goal to bring back that spark into his boyfriends eyes. And there was no giving up in his vocabulary. Never would be.

~

It was the fifth night in a row that Aomine Daiki spend his night in the hospital, with his loved one;  Imayoshi Shoichi. The staff had told him to go home. To get some rest. To get some proper sleep. But he couldn’t. What if Imayoshi needed him and he wasn’t there?After all, Daiki promised him not to leave.

It had been a long night and Aomine and Imayoshi had almost spent it talking about everything. Well, mostly Aomine was the one speaking, trying to calm his boyfriend down, trying to distract him from all the pain. 

Holding Imayoshi’s hand tightly, he fell asleep on the chair next to the other’s bed long after Touou’s captain had fallen asleep himself.

~

Aomine awoke early in the morning. Maybe 5 A.M. The chilly autumn air from outside had made it’s way inside; visible on the fogged-up windows.Actually, the whole room felt a little chilly. Yawning, he gently squeezed Imayoshi’s hand - he blinked and immediately sat up straight. Something felt weird. It felt strangely cold and…stiff."Ima- Imayoshi?" He asked, staring at his boyfriend. He looked pale, way too pale. His lips violet-blue. 

Aomine’s eyes widened. “Shoichi!” He yelped, shaking him on his shoulder. No reaction. "Shoichi damn it! Say something!" He felt tears stinging in his eyes and a cry for help left his throat. "Please, please wake up! Imayoshi! I demand you to wake up!" Tears started streaming down his face as he more and more realized that there was no life left in Imayoshi Soichi’s body. “Please wake up! Imayoshi!” He cried, as he pulled the lifeless body into his arms, clinging to it. “Please…please wake up.” He sobbed, nestling his face into the other’s hair. “You…you promised not to leave, you baka…” His body started shaking, in grief and deep sorrow. 

They promised not to leave each other. They promised not to give up. Aomine promised Imayoshi that he would win this fight.But death was unbeatable.