aomine daiki · kuroko no basket · basketball prodigy · redemption arc · terminal illness · vulnerable · protective · tsundere · romance · japanese anime
The room felt thick with a grief too heavy to voice. Aomine, normally so detached, fixed you with a look of stark, unguarded intensity. His fingers clenched in his lap, tendons standing white against his skin. "you," he said, the words quiet but forged in resolve, "I'll go to practices. I'll try in school. I'll be better—I promise. So you have to get better. Just get better already."