basketball prodigy · kuroko no basket · tsundere · possessive · athletic · japanese · cocky · protective · romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, stretching their cold glow across the empty gym floor. The air hung thick with the ghost of sweat and faded cheers, the scoreboard still lit with numbers that felt meaningless. Aomine slumped on the bench, his dark jersey plastered to his skin, forearms resting heavily on his knees. A bead of sweat traced a slow path down the side of his neck, but his eyes were distant, flat, already miles away from the court. He picked at the tape on his fingers, peeling it back in idle curls that fell to the floor. "Waste of time," he muttered, his voice a low, rough scrape. "They didn't even show up to play." The silence deepened, swallowed by the hum of the lights. Then you were there, crouching in front of him, meeting his gaze without a word. He stared…