Drabble 03: First Confession
He first encountered that boy with red hair during one of his walk-home from the library. He had a thick book with him, but he put it aside on the bench as he bounced an orange-colored ball to the ground. All in all, Kuroko Tetsuya never expected that the perfect heir of Akashi family just next door to him was someone who had interest with a straightforward sport like basketball.
Akashi Seijuurou- Akashi-kun - was… a mysterious individual. It reminded Kuroko of himself, sometimes, but he never really carried himself with that particular intention. Usually people just didn't see him, after all. But Akashi-kun was the one with calculating eyes and proud smirk, the one who strangely smelled like pepper and sandalwood, the one who had stared at Kuroko for being there and watch him play.
Akashi-kun had been the one to show his usual mysterious smirk as he passed the ball to Kuroko.
And being with him was probably one of the weirdest, and yet also- oddly- the most natural thing in Kuroko's life. Akashi-kun never lost him, always keeping one of his glinting red eyes on Kuroko's ever-disappearing figure. They've spent a lot of time together, usually starting right after Kuroko's usual reading session in the nearby library and ended when the sun went down or on the afternoon of the next day whenever one of them decided to stay on either's house.
Akashi's father was almost never home, so Akashi-kun probably hadn't told him that he actually came to spend the weekends on Akashi manor, but the servants of Akashi's house (they practically raised Akashi-kun from infancy to now, anyways) absolutely adored him. Just like how his parents and grandmother seemed to be taken in with Akashi-kun's calm, confident, and graceful charm.
Akashi and Kuroko never really understood the nature of their relationship. They spent so much time together, whether it was in the nearby private school they both attended or when they went to the public library. They sat close whenever they sit, shared the same bed whenever they spent the night together, and shared clothes whenever they didn't bring one on their own (it was a good thing that Akashi-kun and he were the same size). They were really close friends.
At least until a very particular night that Akashi won't ever forget.
Unlike any other day, it had been a horridly annoying day for Akashi. Some kids from his class had seen a photo of him and Kuroko together, smiling while their foreheads were pressed together. He had marched to the court where he knew Kuroko would be waiting already, feeling the nagging feeling to understand the question the other children had asked him. What are you guys? Friends? Best friends? Childhood friends? Or boyfriends? Which one is it?And the moment he saw a mop of teal hair sitting down on the bench just beside the court, Akashi took a deep breath and grabbed Kuroko's chin, tilting it upwards so his friend? best friend? childhood friend? boyfriend?'s azure blue eyes met with his own.
"Akashi-kun?"
There wasn't any hint of blush on Kuroko's face, but his eyes turned somehow red. Akashi sighed.
"I am probably in love with you." He said, not a speck of hesitation in his voice. "And I dowant to know about the nature of our relationship. We have been threading in blurred lines about this. What am I to you, Kuroko?" For other people, he might have sounded harsh and demanding, but Kuroko only assessed him for a few seconds before throwing him a smile.
"I thought Akashi-kun knew about my feelings, so I never say anything about it. I think our nature of relationship is already clear, Akashi-kun." Kuroko pulled him closer, a rarely seen smirk showed on his face as he was forehead-to-forehead with Akashi. "Will you be my boyfriend?" He asked,finally.
"Akashi-kun is silly. Of course I will, I thought I have been your boyfriend ever since you asked me to share your bed last month."
Akashi chuckled as he brought his lips onto Kuroko's, kissing him with his usual confidence despite it was his first time kissing. Kuroko tasted like all things vanilla, and he rather liked it.
"I love you, Kuro- Tetsuya."
"I love you too, Akashi-kun."
Because they were blunt, they understood each other. Even when most of their time were spent with quiet tranquility, they both would always say things they wanted to say.
Drabble 04: First Kiss
Kisses, Akashi thought, were a sacred action given to only one person who was special enough to warrant such treatment. And of course, for one Akashi Seijuurou, there was only one person worthy of such discretion.
That person was Kuroko Tetsuya.
And that person was always so… reserved about physical contact.
Sure, they both held hands one or two times, and shared the same bed whenever they had sleepovers. Tetsuya didn't really mind close proximity, but intimate touches, though… Akashi thought it was another thing entirely.
Or maybe, it was just his personality. Tetsuya was the kind of person who always had reasons for his actions. If he leant closer to Akashi, odds were he was cold. If he held his hands, probably he needed some warmth. If he bent down, he probably had to pick up a book and things like that. He was not one for mindless touching only for the sake of indulgence.
And quite honestly, it was driving Akashi crazy.
One of his maids, the one who'd served him since he was four years old and she was ten, had asked him a rather harmless question. And that question had been plaguing Akashi's mind for a few weeks now. The question was asked with a casual curiosity with a hint of giddiness typical for a sixteen year old girl. "Have Seijuurou-sama and Tetsuya-san kissed yet?"
Well, yes. After all, Akashi had kissed him when he confessed his love. But after that there had been no kisses. Although hugs and hand-holding were frequently given now. But, well, they hadn't kissed again since then.
Akashi exhaled quietly as his eyes went over from the book in front of him to the boy just across him, contently reading his own book. They agreed to go on a date in the library instead of thebasketball court today and they were reading their books in Tetsuya's favorite corner of the library. It was small, cozy, and forgotten by the people in the library- it reminded Akashi for Tetsuya himself.
Tetsuya must have heard his high, because the tealhead's eyes were now on his face. He tilted his head to the right slightly. "Is there something wrong, Akashi-kun?" He asked, as calm as the tranquil rain outside. Akashi stared at his lover before shaking his head. "No, there isn't." His eyes then went back to the book.
After being completely sure that Tetsuya's attention had return to his book, Akashi took a glimpse at the tealhead's idle hand and reached it with his own fingers. Tetsuya perked from his book, but Akashi pretended to not notice anything.
Tetsuya stared, but after a few moments of silence, he went back to his book.
Their fingers were interlacing with one another, and it honestly brought some satisfaction for Akashi. He then smirked before standing up and sat himself on the seat next to Tetsuya.
This time, it brought a spoken inquiry by the teal-haired boy.
"Akashi-kun?" He asked, but Akashi said nothing as he interlaced their fingers again. Another bout of silence welcomed Tetsuya before he eventually sighed and decided to ignore everything in the favor of his book.
Akashi smirked, enjoying their closeness for some time before he gripped Tetsuya's hand tighter, once again earning the boy's attention. "What is it, Akashi-kun?" He asked, turning his face to Akashi's own. The redhead wasted no time to brought his lips to Tetsuya's own, touching them with gentleness and affection.
Tetsuya was probably startled, seeing as he started to shift around uncomfortably. But Akashi gently took the book away from Tetsuya's hand and tossed it to the ground. His hands then made its way to Tetsuya's face, gently gently grasping his cheeks with a firm hold.
Tetsuya eventually kissed him back, tilting his head ever so slightly to the right so Akashi could deepen their kiss. And after they were out of breath, Akashi pulled back, finding his lover with a face redder than vermillion red, confused and happy and embarrassed.
Ah, sometimes he forgot just how adorable Tetsuya could be.
