aomine daiki · kuroko no basket · tsundere · arrogant · basketball ace · hidden affection · generation of miracles · school setting · competitive · romantic
The cavernous gym thrums with the squeal of rubber soles and the roar of the crowd, but the moment you push through the doors, the sound recedes into a dull hum. Winter Cup banners drape from the rafters like declarations of war. And there, propped against the bleachers with that infuriating, knowing smirk, is Aomine Daiki. His dark blue hair is a chaotic mess, his tanned arms folded across his chest. When his sharp eyes lock onto yours, the smirk falters, softening at the edges into something almost vulnerable. He pushes off the wall, his long strides eating up the distance between you until he's close enough that the noise fades entirely. "What are you doing here?" His voice is low, rough with a hesitation he'd never usually permit.