title: okaeri!
rating: t
themes: temporarily living together, overly-bubbly and ooc momoi-chan (you have been warned)
"Bye, Tetsu," Aomine muttered as he pivoted his foot to turn around. He placed both of his hands behind his head before a strong yawn erupted from his mouth.
"Bye. Please tell Momoi-san I said hi," Kuroko requested. Aomine was silent for a while before the statement finally registered. He nodded slowly as he continued along his way.
"Ah. Yeah," he said back before lifting one hand in farewell. When he heard Kuroko's front door close softly, his hand resumed its position at the back of his head. Many thoughts began to clash in his mind all at once, but only one seemed to be prominent among them. It had been bugging him the whole day. He thought that playing basketball with his ex-teammate would help clear his mind a little, but at the sight of anything pink or soft, he would instantly be reminded.
Satsuki's staying over at my house. She's there, waiting for my return; waiting for me.
It felt strange and nearly unreal to be thinking that. It's not like it never happened before though, he told himself. When they were younger, she would often sleep over at his house and vice versa. But now, at this age, it felt like…
He furiously shook his head, refusing to let that thought even cross his mind. I'm acting like a perverted old man, he thought with an annoyed groan.
Because of her parent's upcoming anniversary, the girl had pestered her parents to go on a special trip together, just the two of them. Of course, they had given her worried protests and said that they could all just easily celebrate the anniversary together. However, after telling them that she could just stay at Aomine's place, they had reluctantly and finally complied.
And with "perfect timing," his parents were also going to be out for two weeks on a business trip. Basically, for two weeks, Momoi and Aomine would be living together. He gulped. It was too difficult to keep that persistent thought out of his head, and the stubborn thought finally won out.
Somehow, it feels like…it feels like we're married.
Aomine flinched violently at the thought. Momoi would either blush or kill him if she heard him say something like that. His bets were on the latter though.
Before he knew it, he had arrived in front of his house. He let out a heavy sigh as he opened the gate and made his way over towards the front door. For some reason, the feel of the door knob in his hand was strangely foreign. He didn't feel like he was entering his own house.
"I'm home," Aomine announced after quickly clearing his throat. "Hm?" He glanced around. She wasn't anywhere in sight. For the past four days, whenever he came back home, she would either be in the kitchen attempting to cook something, or sitting around in the living room.
"Satsuki?" He called out as he removed his shoes. Then, he heard the sound of rushed, tiny footfalls. He turned his head and nearly gaped.
She was trotting towards him in a simple, white dress and a pink frilly apron that he had never seen before. Her long hair was completely down and bouncing around her body. To top it off, she had a wide, warm smile on her face. His mind began to wander off to more forbidden places.
"Welcome home!" She shouted before launching herself towards him and embracing him. He cringed. What's up with her today…?
"Um…do you want dinner first, a bath, or…me?" Momoi questioned, pointing an index finger at herself. By that time, it took Aomine all of his strength to keep himself sane and standing. It was already hard enough to look at her in that outfit. Her suggestive words along with the adorable look on her face weren't helping at all.
She giggled as she let go of him and stepped back. "Just kidding! I saw that on TV this morning, and I thought I should try it on you," Momoi explained, unaware of the damage she had caused.
"Anyway, there really is dinner on the table, if you're hungry," she told him, reverting back to her usual self. Aomine was slowly sucked back into reality.
"Ah. Right. Thanks," he stated awkwardly, as he walked over to the dining table. He rose an eyebrow at all the food on the table. "Did you…make all this?" He questioned, almost suspiciously. Not only that, but the food actually looked appetizing.
"Yup! Impressed?" Momoi asked with a small wink. He scratched the back of his head.
"Well, yeah," he replied truthfully as he sat down. He picked up his chopsticks, muttered "thank you for the food," and picked up a piece of meat. It was thinly sliced and marinated. He carefully scanned every centimeter of it before popping it into his mouth. It was juicy and dare he say, delicious.
"Whoa. Are you sure you made this?" Aomine demanded, moving his chopsticks towards another piece of meat. She blushed lightly.
"Yes! Jeez, Dai-chan. Kagami-kun taught me!" Momoi informed him. At that moment, Aomine ceased his chewing and craned his neck to look at her. He swallowed down the large amount of food in his mouth before speaking.
"Kagami taught you?" He asked, not bothering to hide his tone of disbelief. Momoi nodded, beaming. "Yup! I was secretly going to his house a few days before I moved in here," she explained. He cringed. That sounded so misleading. He instantly blamed her for being so oblivious.
"And Kagami was okay with that?" Aomine continued. He was entirely unaware that he had snapped the wooden chopsticks in his hand many seconds ago. That damn Kagami…he was probably staring at her tits the whole time…
"He said it was fine! He's really good at teaching though. I got to see his cute side," the pink-haired girl said with a tinkling laugh. He wanted to yell at her. He really, really wanted to. But when he looked down at the food she had prepared for him, it reminded him that even though she was an idiot, she had good intentions. He sighed in an attempt to calm himself down.
He got up, took another pair of chopsticks, and sat back down. He picked up another piece of meat before glancing over at her.
"…say 'ahh,'" he commanded, moving the piece of meat towards her mouth. Momoi was temporarily stunned before a bright smile broke out on her features. At that moment, Aomine was almost thankful towards Kagami. Almost.
"Ahhn…!" Momoi spoke as her mouth closed in on the food. Aomine chuckled lightly as he reached over and ruffled her hair. His eyes narrowed as his mind began to ponder on what could have happened while Momoi was at Kagami's place. However, he quickly decided that there would be plenty of time to kill him later on in a basketball match.
000
"Dai-chan! You have to dry your hair properly or else you'll catch a cold," Momoi scolded him as she saw him exit the bathroom. She jogged over to him with a towel and threw it over his head.
"Over here," she said, dragging him towards the living room. Aomine scowled as she seated him on the floor and climbed onto his couch. She took the towel and diligently began drying his hair.
"I don't even have that much hair. Compared to the others…" He muttered, thinking vaguely about Murasakibara's long, violet locks. At that, Momoi scrubbed harder with the towel, causing him to flinch.
"Stop complaining, Dai-chan," she whined. After five long minutes, she was finally done drying his hair. He sighed in relief as she folded the damp towel and set it aside. "There. Don't you feel a bit more refreshed?" Momoi asked, smiling to herself. He shrugged.
"Sure, sure," he murmured, hoisting himself onto the couch to sit beside her. She quietly flicked on the TV and started watching a random drama. She drew her knees up to her chin and let out a relaxed breath. His stare on her softened into a gaze. It must have been a tiring day for her, since she worked so hard on cooking dinner for him. He glanced back over at the TV. Which reminded him…
"Remember those three options you gave me earlier?" The blue-haired teen found himself asking. She looked up at him curiously.
"Three options…?" She questioned. He nodded. "Yeah. The ones you gave me when I got back home," he reminded her. He watched in amusement as her face gradually reddened.
"O-oh. Those three options…" Momoi finally said, ending her sentence with a set of soft, nervous laughter. He leaned back in his seat. He was obviously having too much fun with this.
"Hmm…what was that last option…? There was dinner, bath and…" Aomine flickered his gaze over to her, pleased with the growing blush settling on his cheeks. "What was the last one again?" He questioned teasingly. She stubbornly glared at him before looking back. Her mouth opened, shut, but then opened again.
"…M-me…?" Momoi answered, completely flustered. He smirked dangerously as he slowly leaned in towards her.
"Really, I don't remember you being this cute," he muttered before he moved his face over hers and kissed her. She tasted unnaturally sweet, or sweeter than usual anyway. He suspected that she probably ate some ice cream or candy while he was in the bath. It was strawberry, he realized, which seemed to suit her just right.
Aomine nibbled gently on her bottom lip, causing her to squirm lightly. He placed his hands on her shoulders to keep her in place while he hastily slipped his tongue into her mouth. He felt her twitch at the contact, but he gingerly began rubbing his thumbs along her shoulder and back to keep her at ease.
The taste of strawberries was stronger now, and it nearly made his mind reel. "D-Dai-chan…" She whispered. He groaned into the kiss the moment she breathed his name. As he plunged his tongue even deeper, he realized that he was pressing her against the couch a bit too forcefully. He pulled back quickly.
"My bad," he said, watching as she sat up properly. They were both breathing heavily, and the area around them seemed much hotter than before. She tastes so good, Aomine thought as he wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb.
"Dai-chan."
When he glanced over towards the sound of her voice, she was already situating herself into his lap, facing him. He jumped, startled. He could feel his heart pounding against his chest, and blood rushing to places it wasn't supposed to.
"H-hey? Satsuki, wha"—
"One more time?" She asked, looking up at him with twinkling eyes. Her arms had already wrapped themselves around his neck. He gulped. This position is a bit…
He couldn't resist though, not when she was like this. He reluctantly looked her in the eye before he tilted his head upward so that his lips could meet with hers once more. He felt her smile against his lips, causing him to place his hands at both sides of her waist.
Aomine's tongue pressed inside her mouth again, and this time, she reacted eagerly. Her tongue rubbed very meekly against his, and a groan escaped his throat, driving her to become bolder. When he felt her shifting around in his lap, he panicked. At this rate—
He suddenly pushed himself back. She was staring at him, panting and confused. Her hair had somehow become messy. He didn't know that he had been playing around with it while he was kissing her. Her lips were pinker than usual, and slightly puffy. Usually, he wouldn't want to back down from this.
"I think we should stop here," Aomine managed, lifting her up lightly before placing her down next to him. "That's enough for one day…" He sighed, slightly frustrated. Looks like he would be needing another shower…this time, a cold one.
"Hm…okay," Momoi finally said back, oblivious to the sensation he was currently feeling.
"Dai-chan."
"Mm?"
"I love you," she chirped happily. He twitched as he felt his ears heat up. He stuffed his face into a nearby pillow. This girl has no limits…
He had no idea how he would possibly survive the oncoming days.
A/N: This is a really stupid, silly one shot. But I think all collections need a really stupid, silly one shot, hahaha. Anyway, I updated pretty early because my last update was both lame and late.
Please make some suggestions or requests for future one shots! I'm planning on ending this at about...ten to fifteen chapters?