Aomine sat in silence in Kagami's room. After a shower, Kagami came out acting like nothing had happened. Being used to the previous living arrangements, he told Aomine to take the bedroom and he would stay in the living room with his futon. And this was exactly how Aomine found himself ready to smash his head against the desk. Why the hell did he reject Kagami? He certainly had thought the redhead was attractive-sexy even-so why the hell didn't he jump at the chance? Sure, there wasn't any love, but love wasn't something that he needed. Just a whole lot of sex-which, once again, made him ask himself why he passed up on the chance.

He scratched his head in frustration. One thing was certain: he didn't like the face that Kagami made. Despite not having any feelings for the man, his heart still ached. Something about the way that Kagami's face visibly dropped-something about it-just made his own heart sink. It was a new feeling. One he had never felt before. Maybe he really just wanted to treat Kagami gently, to not let him down.

He waved the thought away. Him? Aomine? Looking to treat another man gently? Probably not. All he wanted was to have some fun tonight, and he ruined his own chances. But maybe it wasn't too late, since Kagami was practically a door away, sleeping no less. Perhaps he could just attack the other man-Kagami was in love with him.

Aomine peeked out from the door and saw that Kagami was sleeping peacefully on his side, back turned toward him. Perfect opportunity for an attack. Aomine sneaked out of the room and closed in on Kagami, being careful not to make too much noise. Soon, he reached Kagami and was ready to pounce, but he stopped short as the sleeping figure rolled onto his back. Aomine caught a glimpse of Kagami's face and whatever energy and malicious intent he had at the time had left him.

Kagami had been crying. It was evident from the way his eyes were slightly swollen and red. Aomine felt his heart sink again. What the hell was this nagging feeling in his chest? Every time he saw Kagami's face lately, the feeling would come back. At the hospital, at Kagami's front door, in his room, each and every time, the feeling came nagging at him, stronger than before.

"Daiki.." Kagami mumbled suddenly.

Aomine felt a shiver crawl up his spine as he heard his own name. It wasn't one of those shivers from fear, nor was it one from the cold. It was the kind that you get when you hear your lover calling you for the first time. The kind that made you realize how happy you were.

He felt a blush rising in his cheek. What the hell. Kagami wasn't even awake and he was still blushing like a school girl in love. He sat down on the floor next to Kagami and stared long and hard at the other man's face. As much as Aomine wanted to deny it right then, he was certain that that would be the face of his lover. It didn't matter how he came to love Kagami. It didn't matter that he had thought he didn't. Hell, it didn't even matter that he realized because he was a sleazy bastard that wanted to attack a sleeping man at night. All that mattered was that he knew he was in love now. He turned several shades redder, but stopped fighting it-reasoning being that no one was awake to see it.

"I'm sorry," Aomine whispered, "for taking this long. It's okay to hate me, but now, I'm the one in love with you. I'll make you love me again."

He brushed Kagami's cheek with his hand and smiled to himself. He definitely loved this face. He leaned in closer and pressed a kiss onto Kagami's lips-a gentle kiss, unlike the one earlier. Aomine didn't know if his face could get any redder, but if it could, it did. This kiss was different, but it felt good. Another tingly feeling crawled on his skin. How was it that Kagami could make him feel this way so easily?

He propped himself up and turned to leave, but Kagami's hand shot up and grabbed his wrist.

"Daiki.." he mumbled again.

Aomine smiled again. This Kagami, he could get used to. He removed the hand on his wrist, crawled to the opposite side of the futon, and sat down against the couch before lacing his fingers together with Kagami's.

"You asked for it," he smirked, "I'm not letting go again."