Uuum, hi, i tried to make this cute and less crapy, but i'm pretty sure i failed on both (sorry about that)

"Aomine-kuuun!"
A familiar voice shouted behind the dark haired boy, slowly he turned around to face his childhood friend.
"huh, what is it Satsuki?" he asked lazily. The shorter female tried to catch her breath, and after a moment she looked up into dark blue eyes.
"I wanted to thank you for coming to practice" she begun and smiled.

It was true that it was rarely Aomine showed up for practice with his team, as long as he came to matches and helped them win he didn't have to, still his friend kept asking him to come occasionally. He usally didn't go, but today was one of those days where his boredom got the best of him.
"Sure whatever" he sighed. The guy wanted nothing more than to go home and go to bed, not necessarily becuase he was tired, he just didn't feel like doing much else at the moment. But Aomine didn't have such luck today.
"Oh and…" the pink haired girl held up the grocery store bag she held in her right hand. "Could you please deliver this for me?"
"Yeah, yeah, where to?" a tanned hand came toward the bag, but before it could get a grip on it, the owner of it pulled it back a little.

"I-it's not far" she pointed behind the shoulder of Aomine. "actually you can see it from here" her finger fell toward an white apartment building, only three house from where they were both standing. "I'd like to go myself, but I have things to do at home, so-…" she trailed off.
"I've already agreed, who is this stuff for?" he pulled the bag from the girl before she could do or say anything about it.
"It's for… Wakamatsu" she hesitated before reveling the name. A low growl came from Aomine's throat as he heared the name.
"Why would I help that bastard in any way?" he already knew why Momoi wanted him to do it. It was most likely another bad attempt on trying to cool things off between the two males. She raised her voice ever so slightly,
"I would love to do it myself, but I've told you I'm busy. And he's sick, so just go there, heat this soup up for him and give it to him" an angry look started to form on her face, and Aomine didn't have the energy to argue with his friend, she already knew how much he disliked this anyway.
"Tch" was all he gave as an reply as he turned around and walked toward the building.

He found the right apartment without too much trouble on the 2nd floor. The boy didn't bother to knock, and simply invited himself in.
"Oi, I brought food!" he called into the dark place. No answer. 'maybe he died' the tanned guy thought and got himself a little exiteted, how much more simple and trouble free his life would be without his 'senpai', no one to shout at him at practice (the few times he actually showed up) nor at matches. 'Well, I should find his body before I declare him dead I suppose'. Aomine removed his shoes and went inside the simple apartment, and put the bag down onto the kitchen table.

A weak cough was heared from the room next to the kitchen. He opend the door and found the blond male laying in his bed, heavy breathing could be heared from him. Neither of them spoke. After a while of silence Aomine sighed and pushed on the light switch, illuminating the little room.
"You look worse than normally" the younger boy stated, amusement in his voice. The usally loud boy didn't have the strength to shout back at him so he just growled and hoped the other one understood what he meant. Which he did, a smirk growing on his face.
"I got soup, want some?" Aomine asked as he walked over to his teammate's bed. The other one shook his head.
"… Guess you're not hungry yet" he sat himself onto the dark green covers on the bed next to Wakamatsu, and looked around the room. There wasn't really much to see in there, a computer, wardrobe, some posters on the wall, a window which you could see the school from. "Where's your parents then?" he asked and tunred his face toward the fellow in the bed.
"business trip" he replied with a raspy voice.
"hmm…" Aomine sits up slowly "yeah okay, you seem fine, that food is in the kitchen, I guess I'll-" a shaky hand grips his sleeve before he could finish his sentence.
"N-no… please stay with me…" the blonde whispered. The dark guy didn't know if it was becuase of Wakamatsu's fever or not, but his face looked really red, and he didn't want to meet his eyes. Aomine didn't say anything, but he sat back down. "a-at least stay til I've fallen asleep" the other one continued, even though it was unnecessary, the dark haired had already decided on what to do.
"I won't leave, now sleep" he grunted. He rested his dark gace on the boy in the bed. Maybe it was his imagination, but it seemed like Wakamatsu blush grew.

Before Aomine could stop himself he had put his hand onto the blondes forehead.
"W-wha-"
"You're really hot, how are you feeling?"
"… better than before" He said and closed his brown eyes. "much better a-actually… it feels better when y-… when I'm not alone" he chaged his sentence halfway through and hoped it went by undetected, it didn't. But the other didn't comment on it, he only sighed and moved his hand down to the other male's arm, and traled down slowly toward his hand and took a soft grip around it.
"What are you doing?" Wakamatsu asked stiffly, a slight panicked tone coming over his words, but he didn't try to shake him off.
"Relax. It's a thing I've learned, it helps to make you sleep" he answerd and moved his thumb slowly and carefully over the others hand. The blonde didn't argue, didn't have the energy, nor did he feel the need, it did feel good and it made him relax. Slowly but surely he drifted off to sleep.

Aomine didn't move or stop his motion, even after he knew the other had fallen asleep.
"Idiot…" he muttered for himself "I bet you pushed yourself too hard with your training and got yourself sick…" he took his other hand and traced it over the sleeping boys face "fucking idiot…"

Time passed without Aomine really noticing. He was like in a trance, watching the other boy sleep, breathing. But suddenly his mouth moved and words came out from them, which caused the other one to snap out of his trance.
"Are you coming to practice tomorrow?"
"… we'll see" the blonde smiled when he heared the answer, and before anyone knew it, he was alseep again.

Aomine checked his cellphone for the first time that evening, and it suprised him to see the time, it had passed midnight already. "Damn" he mumbled, and without thinking he bent over and traced his lips over the others forehead. 'What the hell am I doing' he thought and made his way out of the apartment.

If he had payed more attention to the male in the bed maybe he'd seen his lips curl up into a smile.

The next day Aomine met Momoi on his way into the school, she asked about him leaving the soup, and he said how it was, that he delivered it. She smiled and thanked him. They walked in silence, and right before they were going to enter their first class the girl said
"Wakamatsu is here today, so he'll come to practice" she looked over to her friend with a tricky smile, like she knew what had happend in the apartment.
"mmhm" Aomine replied, trying to sound as uninterested he could manage.
"… will you be coming?" she asked slowly.
"… I don't think I got anything better to do today" he muttered and enterd the classroom.