Shuutoku x Midorima Drabbles (pt 1)

Summary: drabbles, Shuutoku x Midorima Shintarou. Yes, Shuutoku. At least the regular team x Midorima, that is…..mostly fluff / bonding time.

Author: Kiyohara Shi

Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basket is not mine

Fandom: KnB

Rating: PG

Pairing for this chapter: none (?) (just light OotsuboMidorima bonding time?)

Warning: Grammar, Structure, YAOI, Dry Sense of Humor

AN: my Beta lady is one hell of scary editor. And this fic will be co-posted in my tumblr. Check my profile later.

Pt 1.

Tough Care

"Get up, Midorima," said someone with very strict tone.

The green haired teen looked up to find his captain look down at him with that 'don't fuck with me' eyes. "Captain….?"

Ootsubo's grim look made the rest of the practicing team members stopping whatever they're doing; even their coach stop looking at their chart too. Ootsubo took a deep breath before he grabbed the taller, yet younger, teammate of his. "I said get up," he said as he dragged the boy up.

Midorima blinked, a bit confused by his captain strict yet soft tone. This is unusual. "I didn't…cross the three pass yet, Captain," he answered quietly.

"Just shut up, or you want me to consider that as 2 pass gone?"

Midorima gulped, he nodded stiffly as he standing up.

"Follow me." With that, Ootsubo dragged him away from the rest of the team; ignoring Takao's yells 'Where are you going to take my shin-chan, captain?!' all the way and questioning look from Miyaji and Kimura on the process.

Now those walked side by side on the empty corridor. Midorima knew this way, he finally asked his captain. "….Captain….why are we on the way to the infirmary nanodayo?"

Ootsubo answered without looking back at him, "Ah, that. I notice that you're a bit unfocused, your face red and the fact that you're out of breathe easily today. And I know that you're trying your best to move in that sore body of yours. How it feel to run in pain, Midorima?"

Midorima flinched slightly. "….you're imagining things, Ootsubo-senpai. I'm perfectly fine."

"Aa, I know that you're going to say that. There's reason why I touch you back then, it seems your temperature is fairly high," Ootsubo stopped once they're in front of the infirmary. He slide open the door, he knew that the teacher has gone home at this hour. "I take it your body really hurt to move, and coughs….I know you're holding back your coughs back then because of your headache."

"….."

"I know this because my sister got one few days ago. Now get some rest, Midorima."

"Why?"

Ootsubo smiled slightly. "Because I do care."

Midorima blinked lethargically as he rested his head on the pillow. "I thought you'll answer me with: you need my shoot for next playoff, Ootsubo-senpai."

Ootsubo chuckled lightly. "That too…tadashi, right now, you need to know that I do care. Get some sleep. I'll wake you when the training is over. Oh, and drink this first before you sleep." He give Midorima a glass of water and a medicine.

The green eyed boy sat up slowly, mere movement really made his head pounding, hurt. "Aa…," he took the glass and med, drank it, and gave the glass back to Ootsubo. He's laying down again once Ootsubo put the glass on it's place once again.

"I have to go back. I'll inform Takao to get your things later." With that, he left the ace of Shuutoku alone; walking back to the gym in silence.

Midorima only staring at the closed door of the infirmary in silence before a small smile lit up on his face. "….Arigatou, Ootsubo-senpai."

-fin-

Note:

Arigatou – Thank you

-Senpai – suffix for Senior