Guess who couldn't get over "The Story Behind These Scars" and is now making a squeal story to it!
I groan and slam my head down on my desk filled with papers and books. College is awful. Dad said that he had an awesome time in college with mom, but how is this awesome?! I have a shit load of homework every night!
"Oi! Taiga! Don't hit your head on the desk! You'll hurt yourself!" I sigh and sit up, rubbing my forehead as I turn towards Aomine who was just laying on his bed. I scowl and point to his stack of book at the foot of his mattress.
"Well, at least I'm doing my work." The tanner one just scoffs and turns over onto his stomach, staring right at me. I roll my eyes and scratch the faint scar on my face. Aomine scowls and gets up, grabbing my wrist to stop me. My eyes widen slightly, but I do have to remember. Aomine is still worried about me. Even though my dad is better and my wounds have healed, he always makes sure to be gentle with me.
"Don't scratch the scar. It'll look worse." I scowl and yank my hand away, sticking my tongue out at him. My eyes widen when he quickly and swiftly grabs the pink muscle.
"Leg go!" He just smiles and leans down until our foreheads were almost touching.
"Then use your tongue in a more productive way." I blush and pry his fingers off.
"Pervert."
"Yeah, but I'm your pervert." I couldn't help but smile as the Aho kisses my cheek before sitting back down on his bed.
"You should start studying. Momoi won't always be there." He just scoffs and grabs one of my basketball magazines, flipping lazily through the pages.
"How do you know?" I turn around in my chair, just to raise an eyebrow at him. He scowls and throws his pillow at me. I grab it and quickly throw it back, hitting him straight in the face.
"Whatever! But what about you? When are you gonna stop studying and cuddle with me like you always do?" As heat rises to my cheeks I scowl as Aomine pouts, "You're always so cute when you're clingy. Why can't you just depend on me?"
"You sound just like my dad." I say with a bit of disgust in my voice, images of my dad's face on Aomine body popping into my head. I shiver at the thought. Aomine laughs and gets up, going into the bathroom. It didn't take too long before he came out with his hair slicked back just like my dad's. It took every bit of willpower I had to not gag at the sight.
"Son," Aomine said in a much deeper voice than his own, "Come give your daddy a kiss." That time I actually did gag. He started to come closer, his lips puckered to actually kiss me. I quickly jump out of my desk chair and try to run out of the apartment, but Aomine was used to chasing me. On the court and at home when he does shit like this.
I start to squirm as he kept talking in the voice my dad uses, pecking me on my face and head.
"C'mon, Taiga. Kiss me!" I shake my head and elbow him in the gut, taking off when he lets go of me.
I quickly run into the bathroom and shut the door, hiding in the bathtub before the door was slammed open. Aomine looks around the light blue room, his eyes scanning for me. That's when they land on the white shower curtain, the one I'm currently hiding in. As the tanner man's footsteps get closer, I get ready to run again. But I never got the chance.
Before I knew what was going on in that small brain of his, Aomine jumped into the bathtub, not moving the curtain.
"Fuck! Aomine! Get off! Now I gotta fix this!" He looks at me, a small spark in his eyes. He went in the zone for that?
"Give me a kiss and I'll get up." I shudder as he continues to talk in a voice too deep for him. He almost sounded like a smoker.
"Stop using that voice and I will." He smiles and nods, leaning his head close to mine. I connect our lips as he kisses me sweetly and gently. I sigh inwardly as I think to myself, "Just an ordinary day."
"Taiga! What's for dinner?" I kick off my shoes once I walk inside, going into the kitchen to put the groceries down.
"Sukiyaki!" I look up from the counter when I hear what I think is Aomine, running towards me. I raise an eyebrow as he stops in the entrance to the kitchen. He scrunches his nose in disgust at the bright yellow that painted the walls. I roll my eyes and start to prep everything.
"What is it, Aho?" He shudders, still looking at the walls that obviously conflict with the nice, dark cabinets.
"Uh...I was coming in to ask you something, but the walls are so gross that I forgot what I was gonna say."
"That's what you always say."
"I know, but it's so bad." he sighs, "Are you sure that old American houses used to be painted this color?"
"Yes, they used to paint the kitchen yellow. But it seems our landlord was able to switch out the cabinets and the appliances. Be grateful." The tanner man scowls at the color before shuffling out of the kitchen. I sigh at how childish he can be and was about to turn on the stovetop when there was a knock at the front door.
"TAIGA! GET THE DOOR! I'M BUSY PLAYING GRAND THEFT AUTO!" I chuckle and wash my hands before fast walking to the entrance.
"Come in." I say as open the door, smiling as I see my dad walk into our apartment.
CLIFFHANGER~! HAHAHA! I'm evil, I know. Until next!
~Sweet-Lemonade