It would have been a lazy Sunday normally. Waking up, watching TV. Except there was one little thing that kept creeping into Kagami's thoughts. Kuroko. Kuroko. Goddammit Kuroko.
Only a day and a half of living together and Kagami had…he h-had…he made an angry face crossing his arms, attempting to hide his embarrassment, confusion, and…what was this feeling?
Kuroko looked up from the television to shoot him a knowing glance. Kagami's eyebrows scrunched angrily as his face reddened. He wasn't hard to read. Kuroko began to lift his head from the arm that had become his pillow, but it swept around to bring him back in.
Kagami pulled him into a light headlock. "Where do you think you're going?" he grunted looking down to see that Kuroko had disappeared. "To the bathroom", he was already down the hall and closing the door.
With his arm cold and his heart boiling, he finally had a moment to tend to his thoughts.
Only a day and a half. He couldn't get over it. What had changed so much in such a short amount of time? An older question that had been left unanswered drifted forward from the back of his mind, why did you ask Kuroko to live with you anyways?
He felt like his brain was rattling off excuses, I didn't want to live alone anymore. I wanted to get to know Kuroko better. And, while both of those were true…there was something more.
Kagami said that he didn't "know" Kuroko. But in what way? If you were to look at all of the people who Kuroko know, the Generation of Miracles, Seirin basketball team…. you would have to admit that Kagami knew him best.
He pondered his sudden realization. Well, if he already knew him…what more did he need to know?
Memories of the kiss flashed into the forefront of his mind without his permission. Kuroko's thin, but supple lips, the way his cheeks had flushed cherry red, the enormous presence that Kuroko had in that moment…Kuroko's other friends certainly didn't know that about him.
His arm was warm again, but instead of jumping at the abrupt return, he welcomed it.
Muscle repetition got the best of him as he nuzzled a warm, tender kiss into Kuroko's hair, his body only realizing what he was doing as it was happening. Was this okay? It must have been by the way that Kuroko had kissed him earlier. He wanted to ask. Is this okay? Is it okay Kuroko?
Kuroko was good at that, reading other people's emotions. He responded to the unasked question, pecking him sweetly on the lips. Kagami couldn't handle it, his whole body quaking. He patted Kuroko on the head reassuringly, please don't look so sad again, before darting to the kitchen.
He shoved his head in the fridge, hoping to fade the deep scarlet flooding his face. Ah…icey air filled his ears, his skin chilled pleasantly.
"What are you doing Kagami-kun?", Kuroko had turned away from the TV to watch the entertainment in the kitchen, there was a hint of amusement in his voice.
Kagami? Was he still calling him by his last name. He grunted out, "Taiga," before responding to the question.
"I-I'm starved…" he made up an excuse as to why his head would be in the fridge. Scanning the shelves, he saw that they were out of almost everything. He had been eating at Maji Burger a lot recently. "There's nothing in here though…", his stomach growled. Look at that, he actually was hungry.
Kuroko let out a quiet laugh.
He knew that Kagami was lying about why he had gone to the fridge. The fact that his stomach had decided to play along with his lie, well, he couldn't help it.
Kagami perked up and looked over the fridge door to see Kuroko smiling and stifling his laughter. His cheeks bubbled a little when he smiled like that, his shoulders shook slightly as attempted to contain himself.
Kuroko worked out a calm tone of voice, "Why don't we go to the store then" he paused before adding, "Taiga." He stopped his laughing and smiled back at the red head. He smiled..!
Kagami's face was back in the fridge. He had never seen such…such…an adorable smile. It was overwhelming in the best way and he thought to himself, "Don't you ever smile like that for anyone else." His heart winced at the thought. And on top of that…he had called him Taiga. Never before had his name sounded so perfect. Living with Kuroko…he decided…was going to kill him.
He remembered to response to the question before Kuroko had time to shoot out another crippling, "Taiga?"
"Y-yeah! Let's go to the store!" He said with conviction. Regaining himself, he shoved the fridge door closed as he headed towards the door.
Kuroko, repressed another giggle, but spoke in his typical deadpan voice, "You should get dressed first Taiga."
Maybe telling Kuroko to call him "Taiga" hadn't been the best of ideas. His knee's buckled at the sound of his name as he looked down to see that he was still in his boxers.
He grunted a response, racing to pick up some clothes, "You need to get dressed too Kuroko!" He began pulling on a pair of pants and beginning to thread his belt through the loops.
"Tetsuya," he flung his shirt at Kagami's face.
He crumpled onto the floor, his belt not fully looped. "Tetsuya," he huffed in embarrassment, muffling the words into Kuroko's shirt.
Yeah, living with Kuroko was going to be the death of him.