When Kagami stepped into the hallway, there was a nice smell coming from the kitchen. He was still in a daze from the hot water in the shower and the nice feeling it provided having that sticky filth washed off made his body turn into jelly. He thought a cold shower would've been better before, but he felt like the muscles in his back might've killed him by now otherwise and he needed the relaxation, even if his head was still in the clouds, maybe also from overthinking things too much.

It smelled like soy sauce and meat and Kagami could feel his stomach protesting loudly for having to wait and his mouth started watering. But it was a wonderful feeling knowing he didn't need to do anything to get a – hopefully – good meal. From what he experienced, Aomine's cooking was awful, but damn, must be something nice Aomine was making, because his feet began to move on its own and he tapped into the kitchen barefeeted instead of into his bedroom to get dressed properly. Aomine seemed busy in his kitchen, his arms moving from one cupboard to another, back turned to the door and also Kagami, who quickly came to look over the other's shoulder. Apparently, he was looking for something, because he was crouching in front of one cabinet at the bottom and rummaged though the stuff in there, making everything even messier than it already was..

"What are ya looking for?", Kagami said, peeking over the other into the open cupboard Aomine was currently sticking his head in, but instead of an answer, there was only a gasp, then a dull sound from something hitting the wood inside the cupboard and Aomine hissing.

"Ahh, dammit, can't you say something before appearing right behind me?" Mumbling something to himself he got up and rubbed the back of his head with a pained look on his face.

"I did.", Kagami just said while suppressing his laughter. Aomine huffed and looked a little helpless, maybe even a bit startled and Kagami couldn't help but think this was way too endearing.

"You're an idiot.. What are you doing? It smells nice." Surpressing a grin, he turned his head to the stove, where rice and some vegetables were cooking in a big pan and meat and sauce quietly sizzled in another. Apart from the delicious smell and the good looking food, his kitchen was a mess. He didn't know exactly what Aomine tried to do in here except for cooking, because everything was all over the place. Well, whatever, he couldn't care less now that his stomach escaped a loud growl after spying the food. Boy, he was hungry like a starved animal, so he grabbed whatever he could find at hand and took a spoon full of the rice and veggies in the pan to stuff it in his mouth.

His face lit up.

"Hmm, this is nice..", he mumbled and took another spoon full of rice.

"Hey, no snacking!", Aomine protested and tried to shove Kagami away from the stove.

"Nuh-uh, this is my kitchen." Kagami was persistent and tried to take another spoon full, but Aomine grabbed his hands and shoved the rice in his own mouth instead.

"And I paid for the food, so shut up and wait." Pushing the redhead away with his hips, he got into control of the stove again and the other one obediently took a seat at the kitchen counter to watch him eagerly. To think that Aomine Daiki would once stand in his kitchen and cook him a meal, voluntarily, one that was actually edible – unbelievable. And quite the nice sight.

"I thought you would burn off my kitchen until I finished showering, but this is really good. When did you learn that? From what I know, your cooking tasted like crap."

"Hey, I can do some things on my own, okay? I'm not living with mom anymore."

"Ohh? thought you're gonna die alone with your housing skills." Kagami smirked, but Aomine just looked up and down at him, like he finally noticed the other was actually there, and also only in his boxer shorts and with a towel around his neck, his skin still damp and his hair dripping.

He was thinking for a moment, before he finally moved and turned around to the stove. "Go get dressed or you'll get sick", he said.

"Hm, yea, probably." The redhead looked down at himself, as if he also noticed that he was actually not wearing much. As he got up, Aomine peeked over his shoulder and waited until the other's back was turned to him.

What an idiot, as if he'd care for Kagami's health when he got to see such a rare sight after so long. Or maybe it was actually the first time he was aware being so close to him like this? It was probably not a good thing, but seeing Kagami's half nakedness made him restless. Of course, his face was damned handsome, but he couldn't avert his eyes from his bare chest or his long legs and the little droplets of water that sensually crept down his neck and dried out on his collar bones.

That dense idiot. 'You're gonna die alone'..He'd show him what it meant to mock him, with both his appearance and his words.

"Tsk, bastard." Aomine swung around and grabbed the only thing of fabric on Kagami there was, his boxers, and pulled hard, earning a startled gasp as Kagami stiffened on the spot, before he let the waistband in between his fingers violently snap back and make a smacking sound on Kagami's skin.

Aomine grinned in self-satisfaction, as the other arched his back and let yet another startled sound slip. Not to mention he got a short glimpse of two perfectly rounded butt cheeks.

"S'what you get, moron", cooking spoon smugly spinning in his hands, he leaned on the kitchen counter.

Kagami flung around with an obviously angry face, that made Aomine's stomach twist in excitement. How he loved that fiery expression. It was like a weird obsession, testing his boundaries just for the thrill of it.

"You!"

Kagami's first thoughts were to pay it back to that bastard and after scanning him quickly and deciding that 'an eye for an eye' would probably be the best, he couldn't hide the twisted smile that made his way onto his face. "I said no joking around, fucker", he said in a dark voice while stepping closer to him to quickly reach around Aomine's back.

"Fuck no!" Aomine was fast and dropped his spoon, tried to stop his hands when he knew what was coming, but not fast enough, as he felt two hands slip into the back of his pants and grab the rim of his boxers. Nevertheless trying to avoid what was coming, he didn't knew anything else to do as to bite Kagami in his shoulder, cause that was the closest to reach without his hands leaving his rear to protect. The other yelped, for his relief and let go, cursing him loudly and trying to make him let go by throwing fists on his shoulders.

"That's cheating, you bastard!", he cried and seemed calm for a minute, raising his hands as to admit defeat, but even before Aomine could raise his head, a hand reached down in his front pockets and rummaged until they grabbed hold of something and pulled it out.

His cell, fuck. Kagami took advantage of Aomine's confusion and pushed past him.

"I think I'm gonna fry this!", Kagami said with bubbling laughter and held out the phone in front of him with two fingers like it was filthy trash. But before Kagami could even reach the stove, Aomine's hands grabbed hold of the hem of his pants again and he almost crashed into the kitchen counter trying not to fall.

"Fuck you, this is even worse than cheating!" Yanking Kagami closer by his pants, Aomine wrapped one arm around the struggling redhead, trying to get his phone back with the other one. This wasn't as effective as he thought, though, because Kagami's arms were too far away for him to grab while standing behind him, so he had to take drastic action and cheat even worse.

With tickling.

A devilish smile spread on his lips, as he poked Kagami in the sides with his fingers and the other flinched violently, laughing against his will, forcing him to take his arms down to protect himself.

"Die!", he cursed him again and again between muffled laughter, trying to actually sound threatening and failing big.

This was so stupid, but Kagami couldn't help but get excited by the feeling of Aomine stepping right into his comfort zone and completely surrounding him. It was like he always did on the court, when he moved so fast and swift it made Kagami feel like he was everywhere, completely blocking his way. It was thrilling, in a different kind of ways, because they were friends now and not only rivals. Like Aomine was challenging him without putting the pressure of a match on him, without actually trying to win, just fooling around but not stepping down easily either. Even if Kagami would get mad, it was just the kind of relationship they had and despite the confusion he had about these feelings, he could finally somehow admit he was glad that he met Aomine again today. Kagami didn't need to worry about his 'secret' and his 'true self' or crap like that which put unnecessary pressure on him, because Aomine was acting like it was not a big deal at all or interfered with their friendship. Maybe he could even understand him a bit since he was in kind of the same situation as him, though he didn't know any details yet. But what did it matter? They were on the same level and that's why he didn't need to hold back with his words and his actions, fearing he might say something suspicious and Aomine would back out, thinking he might jump him or something because he was gay. Their carefree attitude towards each other made things easier for Kagami. It was not in his nature to be overly considering, he was rather a direct person and felt fake if he wasn't, but with Aomine he didn't need to worry about these proper things. He could just do what he felt like doing and Aomine wouldn't get butthurt. Heh.

It made him want to test his boundaries after he got over the point of feeling embarrassed or stupid, so he threw his elbow back slightly, hitting Aomine in the stomach playfully but strong enough and turned around, standing proudly, with his hands on his hips, in front of a bent down Aomine holding his stomach and glaring up to him with a fiery look.

"Sneaky bastard.", he coughed and held out his hand. "Now give it back or I'm gonna deep-fry your ass."

"Sure. Why don't you come and get it?"

Hooking his thumb in his boxer's waistband, he pulled the front away from his body, held up the phone in front of Aomine's face and right when he wanted to snatch it away, let it drop into his pants while wriggling his behind. Speaking of 'a nice ass'... that's what he got for his stupid talk before.

Aomine saw the phone fall almost in slow motion and his eyes grew bigger with every moment passing until Kagami let loose on the waistband and it snapped back with a loud smack, letting his phone trapped in there.

In there. Even his phone made it in there before he could.

He let his gaze wander back to Kagami's face, a baffled look on his own. But he was looking at a sassy, wide grin and cool eyes with slightly raised brows that said "Didn't expect that, huh, dickhead?"

At that moment something snapped in his head and he looked down at the kitchen floor.

"Kagami, give it" His voice may not've been the steadiest at that moment, but he didn't care. That was the limit. He tested how far he could go with Kagami, but now the game was turning, because he didn't expect such a thing from the sweet angel, the virgin, the innocent big kitty. He always enjoyed the reactions of the tiger, but now it was him who fucking lost it first.

"What? Can't hear you", the redhead mocked, putting his arms on his hips while cautiously taking a step back while wiggling his bottom.

Aomine followed with a big step forward.

"Just shut up and give it back, moron."

"Sissy!", Kagami chanted with a big grin and hit the kitchen counter with another step backwards.

"Kagami!" Aomine's voice was harsh, but Kagami just chuckled and put his arms on the counter. Aomine took two steps closer, now directly in front of him and glared down into his face.

"No can do", he said, while enhancing every word, grinning smug. "Game over, Ahomine."

It was Aomine who suggested 'putting a show on for a friend isn't bad from time to time', so that's what he did and Aomine's face just now was priceless. A phone in his pants a low price to pay. He did shove his hand down his pants in the club earlier, but that was a different thing, Aomine wouldn't go as far as to do that again, now that they were alone, right?

He was just staring down at him with fiery eyes and Kagami found himself enjoying this game, his body tensing with excitement. He didn't know why exactly that was, but Aomine's glare sent thrills down his spine. Aomine didn't know what to do at all except for cornering him, it was amusing, even as Aomine put his hands on the counter on each side of Kagami and he had to lean back, the slightly taller man getting a lot closer to his face, his own smile not fading, though.

"Fuck this game", the bluenette said and breathed out, his breath hitting Kagami's jaw and neck and the atmosphere changed so suddenly, he didn't have time nor mind to think of a comeback when next he knew was his body hitting the edge of the kitchen counter hard with a thrust of Aomine's whole body. It was when Aomine grabbed the front of his pants that he realized he was half hard, and it was too late by the time a moan spilled past his lips to take it back by covering his mouth with his hand, his face hot with embarrassment, while staring into Aomine's face.

Aomine really did it, he did not shove his hand into his pants, but this was pretty damn close to doing that.

Fuck, that's bad.

More importantly, it wasn't Aomine grabbing his junk, well.. technically it was, but Aomine grabbing his half hard junk. This was supposed to be a joke, why was he suddenly so into it? So excited?

He could feel Aomine's cell pressing against him with the pressure of that large hand and if that thing was to go off now..

Was this still part of a joke? Kagami wanted to think it was and play along, but his body betrayed him and reacted to Aomine's touch more honestly than he would like to admit. So when the hand on his boxers shifted, he squeezed his eyes shut and bit on his own fingers to not let another throaty sound escape. He couldn't say or do anything to make Aomine stop. It was like he was actually craving for it, so he unconsciously bucked his hips forward until the grip on his length hardened and he bent forward, gripping Aomine's shirt hard and breathing in his scent. It smelled like sweat, but it was not unpleasant, it was just how Aomine smelled like. A little bit of minty aftershave and smoke.

Smoke? Maybe it was from the club. Nuzzling his head into Aomine's collar bone, a soft shiver ran down his spine and made his back arch into the warmth provided by that dark tanned skin. Startled by his own sounds escaping his throat, he threw his head around and..

"A-Aomine!" Aomine just settled his head on top of Kagami's hair and grinned like an idiot because of how the other said his name in such an honest way, before he was shoved away, left with a look of utter confusion on his now red face, as Kagami suddenly pushed past him.

"The food, idiot..", Kagami said with a wobbly voice and tried to get all the plates off the stove and turn off the heat simultaneously with nervous hands. Both were holding their breath for a moment. That was a bad move and only now Kagami realized what was even going on.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the room until Kagami's panic started to clearly show on his face and he flung around to escape out of the kitchen door.

"be back in a second", he said while disappearing into the hallway, stomping to his bedroom loudly.

That's when the embarrassment and guilt hit and washed over Aomine.

Fuck.. he almost lost it there. If Kagami wouldn't have done that, there was no way he could have stopped on his own.. And then? He didn't know if that would've been better or worse though, seeing that this situation was way more than awkward now.

Walking over to the stove he felt his own erection pressing uncomfortably against his pants.. Fuck, seriously, this was no joke anymore. Aomine felt like worthless shit now. How was he supposed to approach him when he came back? If he was coming back.. Kagami thought of him as a perverted bastard already. That just now did not really help him advance from that rank. Why did he have to provoke him so bad? Kagami had never done blunt things like that in the past. Even if he originally wanted to fool around with him a bit, this was too fast and unexpected for him, too. Not that this usually bothered him, but Aomine lost control over the situation. Not having the upper hand was confusing for him anyways, but it was Kagami he had to deal with here... He wanted to approach things entirely different on this case.

"Fuck", Aomine hissed under his breath and threw a wooden spoon across the counter.

Coming back to reality, he looked around the kitchen and got out some plates, put the food on them and then washed his face in the sink in hope to cool down a bit more. The feeling of Kagami's shape still lingered on his fingers. Having a boner at the dinner table wouldn't help make the situation less awkward..

Too late. Kagami stepped into the kitchen again, cautiously, now properly dressed with a simple black shirt and some grey sweatpants, and sat down at the table. There was obviously a lot of color on his face and Aomine unconsciously thought it was way too cute for a man with around 180 lbs and weird eyebrows.

He also sat down on the opposite site of Kagami and both of them stared down at their plate in silence, no intention of starting to eat whatsoever.

"Umm..", Aomine said, interrupted by Kagami who tried to start a sentence at the exact same time as he did. And it was even more awkward than before..

Both stared at each other for a moment in surprise and confusion, until Kagami lifted his hand and scratched his neck, looking at something on the other side of the room. "What is it?"

"Uh, yeah..", Aomine mumbled and tried to think of what he was about to say.

"Look, I uh.. I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it, it was just a joke, right?", Kagami interrupted and grabbed his chopsticks, speaking way too fast and with a shaky voice.

"That's-"

"I'm sorry, I mean it was my fault for doing this. I can uh.. handle that much, it'd be a shame for a .. someone like .. m-me to not be able to deal with a situation like this, right?" A nervous laugh and a fake smile as he glanced up at Aomine. "It's alright, really. I uh.. I cleaned, uh, I mean-" he fumbled around in his pockets and pulled out Aomine's phone - right, he totally forgot about that..- then handed it over to him.

"Your phone." He said calmly, his face a complete mess of emotion though.

"Thanks.", he said, not even looking at his phone, just accepting it, while trying to analyze whatever was going on on the other's face.

This was not alright at all. He figured it would be totally weird now, but he didn't know what he was supposed to do after what Kagami said. The color on his cheeks gave away his embarrassment, but other than that he seemed intimidated, much different from the Kagami who would've long exploded at him in rage. Aomine didn't know how to handle this attitude at all.

So he just wanted to forget this as soon as possible?

"It's good."

"Huh?" Aomine was confused. Very confused even. Kagami had started to eat while Aomine continued to stare at him.

"It's a bit burnt, but it's good. Thanks for the food.. I guess" The red-head was stuffing his face like he always used to and Aomine slowly lifted his chopsticks and started eating, too.

Kagami just tried to stuff as much into his mouth as possible, even faster and more so as usual, just to distract himself from staring at Aomine or saying something stupid. This was so humiliating, it just helped that Aomine, for a change, was being quiet and did not push the topic any further. So Kagami guessed he was okay with just brushing it off as a joke? Good then, Kagami could handle that. But what he just told him was a blank lie. He could never handle such a situation, not even as a ...gogo dancer, as stupid as that may sound. Of course he couldn't. People did not suddenly grab his junk and squeezed it. What he said was actually counterproductive for the image he tried to uphold, destroyed whatever he thought about concerning this and Aomine before. He was only used to people watching, not touching him. That Aomine crossed a certain line made him angry, but it made him even more angry that it didn't make him as angry as it should. Did that even make sense? If he was being honest, he actually enjoyed what Aomine was doing, and hell he would do it again just to see how far the other would actually go with this. But it didn't feel right for some reason. There was something that made him break out in panic at the thought.

Was Aomine really interested in men? Or was he just fooling around? He was a perverted bastard with weird standards so he couldn't tell for real. All he knew was he wouldn't say something really offensive or act like he pulled a big prank on Kagami just to hurt him or make him feel worthless for the fun of it. He was a jerk sometimes, but not a bad guy, just under the influence of a bad past and that certainly involved basketball and not his sexual preferences or something. Kagami felt like the biggest douche now. He was the one who started this, then backed out and now acted like it was nothing. Well, it should be, but it made him restless and nervous. Why the fuck was that? And why the hell did he get hard so fast? He was not some virgin or something..

Really, his thoughts were driving him crazy. And he suddenly felt how tired he actually was. Maybe it was better to just go to bed and let his mind shut off.

Also, he had to mentally deal with the guilt of his actions after leaving Aomine alone in the kitchen..

Remembering that, he got up and almost knocked down his chair before he grabbed his plate and walked over to the sink, scrubbing it like he tried to peel off the print on it. But he did not notice Aomine following him, so as he turned around, he ran right into the wall that was Aomine's chest.

"Woah, careful!", Aomine said, balancing the plate in his hands to protect it from falling, then putting it down on the kitchen counter. Kagami was still red from all the weird thoughts he was having and Aomine did not make it better when he stared right into his eyes.

"Uh, sorry.", he said and tried to push past him, but Aomine stopped him by blocking the way with one arm, looking down at him with a grumpy expression which startled Kagami.

"You're really an idiot, you know that?"

"Well and you're a moron so we're okay!", Kagami replied and tried to push his arm out of the way. What the fuck was that supposed to be now? His own embarrassment made him so fucking angry! Why did he have to get red so easily? He must have looked like a tomato.

"I-... I missed my train and I don't want to be kicked out so let me sleep over?" An obvious lie. Aomine never came with the train and even if he did, he could easily afford a cab or walk since his house wasn't all that far. Of course Kagami knew. And of course Kagami also knew what he meant by that.

Whatever resolve Kagami had left, he felt it quickly disappearing. His head shot up and he sent a deadly glare at Aomine who cringed and straightened his back. Before he knew it, he raised his hand and grabbed Aomine's shirt at his chest tightly and threw a fist into the other's face.

Aomine did expect a lot, but not a punch and thus landed right on his butt, one hand trying to catch the fall, the other covering his now hurting nose. Kagami huffed, looking a bit satisfied seeing Aomine sitting with his ass on the floor, still a little angered, but mostly confused and irritated. Why he did that? He didn't know. He felt ridiculous for not being able to face this situation differently and he wanted to cry for his pathetic self.

Suddenly the whole weight of everything crashed down on him again and he wished he'd never met Aomine ever again when all he had to offer wasthis.

No matter how hard he tried, in the end he was only an item. And it was his own fault. There was no one else to blame. Not Aomine, not whoever may have led him to where he was with his life, just his own pathetic cowardly self.

His throat was dry and his eyes were burning and when tears started building up in them, all strength left him as he covered his face with his arms and squatted down while gritting his teeth trying not to cry.

Aomine just watched how the expressions on Kagami's face twisted and how his angered eyes got watery, how his shoulders slightly shook when he squatted down right in front of him, jaw tightly clenched. The punch wasn't as hard and painful as he expected it to be after Kagami swung his fist at his face and he felt the pain gradually ebbing away after rubbing his nose. Nevertheless, he deserved it. He deserved a much more painful punch than this and he deserved to be kicked out and walk home and he deserved to never ever set foot into this house again after not being able to man the fuck up and apologize instead of demanding to sleep over after a move like this. Yet here he was, treating Kagami like a fuckable toy. Why did he always end up doing the exact opposite of what he wanted to?

The blue haired boy was cut from his thoughts as quiet sobs filled the room and he saw Kagami's shoulders shake slightly, one arm draped around his knees, the other covering his face, looking so vulnerable and hurt, Aomine thought he could hear his own heart break in two while feeling like getting stabbed simultaneously at the sight in front of him.

"Hey, Kagami.." Aomine said softly, squatting closer.

"No", came the muffled but immediate answer from Kagami.

"Kagami.." Aomine grabbed the other boy's arm and peeled it away from his face. The red-head wanted to scream, kick and cry even more. He didn't need this now, just wanted to be left alone and continue hiding the disgrace he was.

"SHUT U-"

He tried to yell at Aomine, make him go away, for his own sake, but got cut off by a pair of lips settling on his own in a chaste kiss. Suddenly, everything stood still and Aomine was right there again, right in front of him, surrounding him completely by trapping him between his arms. Kagami's voice died and his heart stood still as well as he could only shockingly stare into this asshole's face and deep blue half-lidded but honest eyes and he thought 'fuck it' when he leaned in for a secound touch of lips and closed his eyes.

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