Akchoo!
A small sneeze was heard within the sound of the pouring rain.
"Are you cold, Tetsuya?"
A red head was sharing an umbrella with a boy slightly shorter than him with sky blue hair. He nodded.
"A little, yes." He would've lied, but he knew the red head could tell when he was lying. He felt a strong arm grab him closer to the red head. "A-Akashi-kun! What are you doing?" The view would make a number of people's heads turn. Akashi was holding the umbrella with his right arm while hugging Kuroko close to him with his left. They looked undoubtedly like a couple.
"Is it bad to share warmth, Tetsuya?" Akashi turned towards Kuroko, who was desperately trying to hide the blush creeping into his cheeks. "The taxi should be here soon, so stay like this till then," he gave a small chuckle before continuing, "Based on what I can see, I suppose that blush will keep you warmer for now."
Kuroko's ears were turning a nice shade of red, and he looked up to Akashi with a slight pout. "Please don't tease me," He said quietly, which made Akashi smile.
"Are you afraid of public opinion?"
"Is that bad?" Kuroko leaned his head against Akashi's arm.
Akashi looked down to him, then walked to where he stood in front of him, and leaned close to Kuroko's face. "Why hide what is true?" and leaned in for a small kiss before the smaller boy could say anything in response.
Kuroko stared wide eyed at the heterochromatic red head as he pulled away. "Ah, it seems the rain has stopped, and our taxi has arrived." Akashi looked away to the taxi pulling towards the curb. "You see Tetsuya, nobody cares. It's just a waste of time to keep thinking of these trivial things. And those that do should carry on with their lives."
Kuroko looked at his surroundings, and saw that Akashi was quite right. People had their own lives to care to, and had no time to worry about others. The old ladies that were whispering amongst each other while giving quick glances towards them looked as though they had far too much time on their hands. He looked back to Akashi, who was currently telling their cab driver their destination. Akashi looked back to Kuroko, and gave a small smile, before gesturing him to get in.
Akashi sat next to Kuroko in the back seat of the Taxi.
"Suppose you are right, Akashi-kun.'
"I always am."
OH SO CORNY CORNY CORNY
This is based off of a tumblr post online saying "Imagine your OTP sharing an umbrella as they wait for a cab in the pouring rain."
I love Akakuro so much that i can't even.
And i am working on my other fic, I'm just a little stuck! Don't worry!
Kuroko no Basket does not belong to me!
Thank you for reading!