aomine daiki · kuroko no basket · generation of miracles · arrogant · tsundere · desperate · basketball · ex-lovers · possessive · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of Touou Academy, stretching long shadows across the silent hallway. His footsteps echo, lazy and unhurried, as he heads for the roof, a cigarette already tucked behind his ear. Then he halts. There, by the far window—a silhouette he'd recognize anywhere. You. His chest constricts. He closes the distance without a sound, a predator's grace, until he leans in and rests his chin on your shoulder, following your gaze out into the fading light. "What are you staring at?" he asks, his voice a low rumble against your ear.