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"I am home." The door opened with a creak and revealed a tall green-haired man, who was in his early twenties, hand clutching onto his leather briefcase, a pokemom key chain hanging from it. The other hand reached to his tie and swiftly loosened the said object just a bit in order to take more air into his lungs. Today was a tough day. He had been running wards after wards due to the ridiculous amount of patients being charged in and being the best surgeons he was – he could accept any challenge directed to him for this title in this field – it definitely did nothing to lessen the workloads, not that he minded though since it was his work after all and a Midorima never failed to accomplish his duties and responsibilities. Well, maybe it wasn't true. He did fail in a certain area or rather to a certain person.

"Welcome home, Shin kun, how was your day?" Kuroko Tetsuya, no, Midorima Tetsuya stood at the entrance and took the briefcase from the emerald-headed man. Midorima was shocked a little because he expected Tetsuya to be asleep already since it was almost three in the morning, well, maybe it wasn't the only reason. His husband had a little presence and he was famous for his misdirection skills due to his lack of presence in their basketball team when they were just middle schoolers. And trust him, he never failed to scare the shit out of everyone, excepted from Akashi, their ex basketball captain and of course the generation of miracles which was composed of a bunch of males who were unrealistically skillful in basketball despite of their young age and he and Tetsuya were parts of them. Back to the topic, even though Midorima was already used to this kind of sudden appearance, it was still hard for him to notice when he was distracted by his thoughts, well, it was not like he owned the emperor eye like Akashi.

Midorima sighed while proceeding to take off his shoes and the coat which Tetsuya took right away and now hanged neatly on a hook of the house's wall. "Seriously Tetsuya, you should stop appearing out of nowhere like that. It nearly gave me a panic attack." They had adopted the first name basis ever since they had married and now it was already third year of their marriage. Well, it was true that they started it at such a young age. But Midorima didn't encounter much inconvenience like other couples who did marry when they were young due to his ability. After all, he believed that nothing could trouble him as long as he was as precise as always and as long as he stuck to his Oha-Asa's horoscope. He was obviously not a modest person and everybody claimed that was because he spent too much of his time together with their captain who was already a seriously mentally twisted person in his own. Of course they didn't voice it out for they still wanting to live a little longer.

"I apologize." The teal-haired bo-man replied with his ever stoic face and he clearly didn't sound apologetic, though if you paid enough attention, you could see some amusements in those big sky blue eyes.

"Have you eaten already? I will go and war-"

"No, don't need. I have already eaten outside with some of my colleagues." He missed a disappointed look on the younger male's face which was immediately covered by his perfect façade.

"Is that so? Then, please go and take a bath. I have already prepared the water for you. The clean clothes are in the bathroom as well." Tetsuya pushed Midorima to upstairs with a small – strained – smile while playfully patting the taller man's butt and he got a glare for that which he shrugged it off with a chuckle.

A chair was occupied by a small figure of the teal haired man while in front of him sat various dishes which were already cold. The fluffy blue hair covered half of the face as if it was trying to conceal all the emotions that were going to leap out. However, a water trail could be seen on his face though his eyes were mostly shielded by his blue locks. Thin, pink lips curved upwards a little and they moved. "Happy birthday Tetsuya." He uttered a wish and started eating even so he was pretty much sure that most of the dishes would end up in the trash bin afterwards.

Midorima closed his eyes and let himself relaxed as the warm water soothed his sore muscles. It was undeniable that most of the fatigue came from his work but there was also another reason why his body was more tired than usual and also the main reason of him coming home late. Heck, he could already call the day off since nine at night even though he was as busy as a bee today. Well, he put extra effort into it so that he could leave earlier and good thing was today wasn't his turn for the night duty.

He knew that he should just return to home as soon as possible since it had been a long since he had a meal together with Tetsuya, let alone a proper conversation. Lately, he came home late and left early. Tetsuya would still wait no matter how late he was but there were times when he was greeted by a sleeping waited male. Well, he couldn't vlame him, heck he had no right to blame him. After all, who could wait for someone who only returned home at four every morning? And as soon as the sun hit the earth, he was already on the way to his work.

He recalled today's morning when he saw a message lying in his phone. I miss you All he saw were those words and he just poured all his energy into the day so that he could make a last minute visit. His memory recalled other things aside from that message though. The sinful, yet addictive, intoxicated relationship he had been having with a certain male for the last four months. It was wrong. He knew it was completely wrong. He knew he deserved hell for cheating on Tetsuya who was always beside him throughout his life. He knew he should be castrated for doing such unhealthy nasty thing behind his back for a person who he barely knew for five months.

He remembered the first night with the poisonous and delicious male. His rational thoughts were clouded and couldn't think straight when he saw that body writhing under him, begging him to go faster, pleading him to make him completely his, moaning and calling his name as "Shin chan" like he was his dearest person, chanting how much he loved the bespectacled, green haired male, how that male clung to his body like his life depended on him. And he knew that Midorima had a husband waiting for him with freshly cooked meals at home yet he did all those dirty little things without batting an eyelash.

What a cocky bastard.

But he didn't really have a right to call him a bastard when he himself was the most selfish, hideous creature for letting that dangerous attachment blossomed to the point that he was already like a drugged man who couldn't survive without that killing thing. Where the always composed Midorima Shintarou did go was beyond his intelligence. Right now, there was only a loathsome devil that was wearing a skin of a human while pretending and acting like an awesome human which was just a bullshit. Midorima groaned when he realized his paltry, wretched life and let himself sunk to the bottom of the water.

Midorima came out of the bathroom when he finally satisfied with the bath with clothes Tetsuya had prepared for him. (He had to admit that he felt a little guilty when he could feel how Tetsuya cared for him while he was being an ass behind his back.) He went straight to the table beside their king-sized bed where his phone lied and picked it up to check something and that something which happened to be a message was lying innocently when Midorima knew that it contained the not grateful act of his in the content.

He swiped the screen off to read it and he thanked to whatever above there for Tetsuya never being a nosy creature like most of the other halves do. And came to think of it, Tetsuya never was that kind of person. He believed that it was a must to give every person a personal space and also he trusted Shintarou so much. Oh he was feeling his guilt eating up again.

He quickly shook his head and read the material. Thank you for your visit, Shin chan. It was delicious.

Shintarou could feel heat crawling to his every part when he translated it into various things they had done tonight. He was sure that evil little thing must be smirking while sending this message to him. He groaned and buried his red face in his arm while thinking the amount of time he had to spend to get rid of this embarrassing redness.

Then, he saw the date on the device. Oh, tomorrow was his day off. Well, not really. Since it already passed four so it was today. He assumed it like that since he had already checked his schedule and it was surprisingly clean. And it was when he took notice of the date on his phone which read 1st February, 20XX. Did he forget something? It felt so wrong to see the number like that. 1st February. 1st February. 1st February. 1st February. 1st February. 1st February…

"Shit. How could I- Damn. Shintarou, go die." The said male ran a hand into his hair when he knew he had screwed a big thing up. Today was Tetsuya's birthday. No. Yesterday was. He just wanted to smash his head on the nearest wall and die with the loss of blood. How could he forget this?! If he was being guilty a while ago, now he surely felt like a horrible jerk.

He frustrately ruffled his showered hair and slumped his body into the bed. Then, he heard the door opened and his attention was shifted back to the male in front of him. The small frown on that doll like emotionless face clearly showed confusion.

"Shin kun, what are you still doing without going to bed? Do you have any notice that it already passed four in the morning? You still have to go to work after a few hours." He spoke with his still face though his tone was laced with worry. Shintarou could see wetness from both pale hands and shirt, assuming that Tetsuya must have just finished washing the dishes. He knew how much Tetsuya hated cold. Although winter was near to the end, the coldness was no kidding. He noticed how those pale hands were turning a slight blue.

He didn't answer the questions and instead he pulled the smaller male towards him while holding both pale delicate looking small hands into his larger ones. "Were you washing the dishes again? How many times should I tell you not to touch water at this godly hour? This won't do. Call a helper starting from tomorrow and don't even think about denying it. That's the final word." Shintarou scolded and efficiently shut the smaller male up when he saw the latter's attempt to retort. Now, he saw a clearly irritated male with a small pout which was can be seen only if you looked carefully. "I won't die for touching water at this you called godly hour and I would appreciate it if you stop treating me like a female and I oppose the idea of calling a helper which is I find as a waste of money, Shin kun." The teal haired male retorted with his infamous expressionless face.

"Tsk, as stubborn as ever huh Tetsuya." The conversation brought a smile to Shintarou's face and he encircled his arms loosely around Tetsuya's face while burying his face in the latter's stomach in his sitting position with Tetsuya standing in front of him. Tetsuya was warm, so warm and he wondered how a petite body like him could be this warm. Tetsuya gave a homey feeling and Shintarou felt safe. He could feel small fingers running through his still dump locks and could hear some naggings about him not drying his hair properly. He ignored and once in a while allowed himself to be spoiled from his uptight lifestyle.

"Shin kun, are you feeling unwell? You are being weird." Small hands cupped the larger male's face to face the blue orbs.

"And what gave you that idea?"

"Well, you weren't as clingy as today in the past." Few weeks were left unspoken. "Usually you just went straight to bed. Your actions led me to the conclusion that Kise kun's spirit might possess on you." Tetsuya answered with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Shintarou cringed when he was being compared with that forever idiot, Kise. That male would probably shed his crocodile tears while yelling Shintarou being mean if he could hear the thought. And another thought flashed into his mind. He had been ignoring Tetsuya? Gosh, for how long already? Maybe after all, he was even worse than Kise.

"I am sorry, Tetsuya." He saw a surprise on that pale face. He continued before the smaller one could word.

"Happy belated birthday, Tetsu." The realization hit the being wished male. Tetsuya allowed a small smile adorned on his lips. He knew Shintarou was really apologetic as soon as the taller male addressed him as "Tetsu". He always said that he disliked in calling Tetsuya like that for somehow having a similarity as that Aomine, the muscled idiot. (He didn't like to call him as Tetsuya either for having similarity with Akashi again. God, why didn't he call Tetsuya by his first name when they were still friends? Now that Kuroko Tetsuya had become Midorima Tetsuya and it was just odd to address your own husband as Kuroko. He was still regretting.)

Tetsuya knew Sintarou had a soft spot for that nickname and there were countless of times he messaged Daiki just to get to call Tetsuya as 'Tetsu' all by himself which of course ended up Aomine cursing back in tons of messages saying there was no way he would let the bespectacled, horoscopic freak like Midorima to taint his creation. After all, all the generation of miracles had some things for one Midorima Tetsuya and they wanted to cherish all the things they could about Tetsuya to themselves when they were clearly informed that they lost to Midorima. (Akashi was still unable to recover from the fact that he lost to his fellow shogi player who was always defeated by him. Poor man.) And all the miracles just wanted to wipe that stupid smirk, grin like thingy from the shooter's face when Tetsuya told them to call him as Midorima Tetsuya. And trust it, their wedding didn't end pretty normally. There were flying snacks, kicks, scissors, shouts that opposed the marriage. If only wasn't that one small glare Tetsuya gave to the crowd. It never failed to give Midorima a shiver whenever he thought about his wedding day. He seriously should have watched before he hung out with those bunch of psychos.

Back to the present. Shintarou forced himself out from the trail of thoughts and focused on that angelic face. How a male could be this beautiful was still a mystery to him.

"I know. I know you were busy and you didn't mean it. And actually a birthday means nothing. It is not a big deal." Tetsuya replied while his hand returned to the emerald green hair and lost in it.

"What are you talking about? Of course, it is very important! It's your birthday!" Shintarou said with red face while trying to avert eyes. The smaller male chuckled at his husband's never ending tsundere-ness.

"D-Don't laugh."

"I am sorry." Another chuckle escaped. "So what do you wanna do?" Tetsuya asked with clear fondness in his voice.

"I have a day off tomorrow so we are celebrating. That's final." The aquamarine haired male mumbled while pulling Tetsuya along with him, shutting the light off efficiently which was just nearby from the bed. "Now it's late and let's sleep. We still have a long day ahead." Shintarou kept the smaller male in his arms firmly with chin placed on top of the baby blue locks.

This was the least thing I could do for you for my sins. Midorima voiced in his mind. It was clear that he didn't want to stop this ugly affair thing. No, he couldn't stop. He would probably die if he did stop.

Tetsuya just hummed with appreciation and listened to his husband's beating heart and soon the breaths of the taller male went even, a sign of falling asleep. Only at that moment Tetsuya did let his face show the sadness.

Tetsuya knew. He knew that Shintarou was having an affair outside. Of course he knew. He didn't get the title of the most observant person along with Akashi for no reason. In fact, it didn't really hard to guess when a person closest to you started changing his behaviors. The constant late comings, the cold shoulders he received, the less and less intimations between them would only lead to one conclusion that Shintarou was getting bored with him. And everybody knew an affair tagged along a boring marriage.

There were times he went to the hospital to send meals just to be greeted by his husband's colleagues saying that Midorima kun already went home a few hours ago. The smell of the mixture of another foreign cologne and sex couldn't fool away with Tetsuya's sharp instincts. The small bites and kiss marks decorating his husband's body did make him go weeping for hours, days, weeks, months when it was crystal clear that it wasn't him who created those sinful arts. (He saw them accidentally when Mirorima was sleeping.) Did Midorima really think he was stupid or did he think he didn't even need to hide it from Tetsuya? More than ten times he saw a foreign number sending messages to his husband's phone and he didn't dare to look at the contents for being afraid of the things they might contain. He knew he wouldn't be able to stand if he caught his husband cheating on him. Though it was only a matter of time before he found out, after all seeing himself and just knowing merely were two different cases. He just preferred to be blindfolded from the whole truth thing.

There were millions of times Tetsuya thought of ending all these. He wanted to yell at Midorima for doing this to him. He wanted to punch and kick the life out of him for treating him like this. He wanted to throw the divorce contract right into the face of Midorima and walked out from this house without second thought. He wanted to show that he knew all these things from the beginning and that he wasn't an idiot like Midorima thought. How could he? How could he be so cruel? Midorima knew Tetsuya worshipped him. He even gave up his dream job of being a kindergarten teacher so that he could devote all of his time for Midorima. Then, why? Why did he deserve this kind of treatment? Did he do something so wrong in the past for karma wanting to punish him like this? It would feel better if karma did take his life instead.

He loved Shintarou to the point of no returns. He might be a freak who didn't show any emotions but he couldn't hide his happiness whenever that taller male was around him. He couldn't get used to the stares of Midorima even after this many years which always led him to tons of butterflies did weird things in his stomach. Since their days of middle school, Tetsuya had his eyes only for Midorima. Sure, they were not the best partners like Aomine and Tetsuya or get along outside the court like with Murasakibara. And they didn't clearly have times to discuss different things like he and Akashi and they definitely didn't have PDA like he was with Kise. But everyone who was observant enough could tell those sparkles in Tetsuya's eyes whenever those blue seas spotted the green haired man. He knew he was whipped hard. But what could he do? His stupid heart was content with just seeing the elder's happy face though the elder was also disliked of showing expressions. But one pleased look was enough to lighten Tetsuya's life for days. He surely was whipped.

Tetsuya covered his mouth and swallowed the upcoming lump in his throat when emotions washed over him. He was expressionless but that led him to be more emotional than normal human beings. It was such a wonder he didn't die yet. Though he succeeded in stopping the noise, he failed miserably in controlling his tears. Those droplets just wouldn't stop no matter how many times he wiped away. Fearing he might wake the elder up, Tetsuya quickly turned away to face the wall instead. He could hear a soft groan and the pair of hands tightened around his waist.

He will come back to me right? If I can be patient enough, he will turn his heart towards me again right?

Thousands of questions ran through his head and mind. He was exhausted, mentally and both physically. Gosh, how much he wished to be asleep forever? He seriously needed a long rest for both mind and body.

I am so tired. Shin kun, I am so tired. He was finally greeted by the world of darkness.

So this is my first ever fic on this site. I have been fallen in love with kurobasu recently and gosh I just can't hold myself from shipping kuroko with every male. And midokuro is one of my favourites (well, I love all parings that contain kuroko tbh)

And so I decided to write about them. I don't know if this will suit your taste Please bear with my lack of vocabs and grammatical errors since English isn't really my mother tongue. Anyway, please feel free to correct my mistakes. Favourites, follows and reviews are all highly appreciated. (actually, I am already grateful for willing to spend your precious time on this one.)

I would love to it if you guys would drop some love for this paring. Gosh I am nervous xD lol I dun know what to write anymore. ahem ahem, I will just wrap this up here. And I would love to chat with you guys too. My message box is always opened for you guys. :3

Then, till next time -bow like a gentleman and swoop- (I am a girl. pls dun get wrong xD)