title: never unnoticed
rating: t
themes: chocolate, adorable (?) aomine
"O-ow…" Momoi muttered, frowning as she gingerly rubbed her ankle. The other day, when she had been in the storage room reaching up for something, she had stumbled forward and nearly sprained her ankle. She almost tripped over this morning when she had gotten up, surprised that it had prickled with pain. She knew it wasn't anything serious, though obviously, it still hurt.
Nonetheless, she had decided that she should still go to the basketball practice to monitor the progress of the Kiseki members.
"Momoi, your ankle. Did something happen?" Akashi asked as she walked into the gym. She was trying her best not to limp, but of course, nothing ever went unnoticed by the short red head, especially with his infamous emperor eye. She finally let out a nervous laugh. Thankfully, none of the basketball club was around yet.
"Ah, it was yesterday in the storage room. It should be alright in a few days though, Akashi-kun," Momoi replied, knowing that it would be best not to lie to him. The red head nodded, looking professional as always.
"Make sure not to strain it," he advised, letting his mismatched colored eyes linger on her ankle. "Anyway, I won't be around for practice today. There's something I need to take care of. Look to it that everyone practices properly," Akashi said, handing her the clipboard with the training menu.
"Hai!" The pink-haired girl chirped cheerfully, playfully giving him a salute as he walked out of the gym, silently waving a hand in farewell. After about ten minutes of sitting around, the basketball club members finally began to file into the gym. The pink-haired girl sat at one of the benches, so that she wouldn't have to walk around very much. The last thing she wanted was anyone to see her limp, especially Kise or Aomine.
The sound of squeaking tennis shoes and dribbling basketballs quickly filled the atmosphere. Momoi crossed her legs, flinching slightly when she felt her ankle throb. She took in a deep breath as she rubbed at her ankle again, glancing around to be sure that no one saw.
Finally, after about forty five minutes, most of the ordinary basketball members had left, leaving only the Kiseki members. She watched in amusement as Kuroko and Aomine excitedly practiced their teamwork, mirroring the faces of joyful, young boys on Christmas.
Mm…I didn't really go along with Akashi-kun's training menu, but as long as he doesn't know that, it should be okay…Momoi realized with a nervous sweat drop. That thought quickly fleeted though when she spotted Murasakibara briefly leave the gym and then come back, clutching onto a flat box.
"Mukkun, you know how Akashi-kun feels about food in the gym," Momoi sighed, although she felt a bit bad about denying the purple-haired giant his precious snacks. He merely tilted his head to the side, showing no sign of returning the box.
"But Aka-chin isn't here right now. Also, I'll share these today," he said, holding up the box which read "chocolate," in bright, inviting colors. The girl's eyes lit up, and out of her peripheral vision, she spotted Aomine scoff and Midorima shake his head.
Nonetheless, the other Kiseki members gathered around Murasakibara, more than happy to accept a chocolate from him.
"Ah," Aomine spoke when his hand brushed against Momoi's. The two tensely looked up at each other before looking down at the last strawberry cream filled chocolate that they had simultaneously reached for.
"Mine-chin and Momo-chin both like strawberry, huh…" Murasakibara drawled out as he munched on his own coconut flavored chocolate. It was a rare day when Murasakibara decided to share his sweets, especially chocolate. And of course, neither Aomine nor Momoi had plans to withdraw their hands away from the last strawberry chocolate.
"Satsuki, it's mine. Leave it alone already," Aomine finally snapped as he reached over to grasp onto the chocolate. However, Momoi quickly grabbed onto his hand, glaring up at him.
"Dai-chan, you're being unfair," she pouted cutely, hoping that he would give in. But he simply scowled at her and pulled his hand away from hers. Midorima sighed as he watched the two glare at each other.
"Why don't you just do rock-paper-scissors?" The green-haired teen rationalized.
"Eh…but shouldn't I have the chocolate? Dai-chan ate too much anyway," Momoi argued back, childishly crossing her arms. Midorima rolled his eyes.
"What? Are you afraid of losing?" Aomine demanded with an arrogant smirk. Momoi huffed in annoyance before clenching her fists in determination.
"Okay, fine! Rock-paper-scissors, Dai-chan!" She announced. She took the bait, the other Kiseki members thought in mild amusement. They watched as Aomine's smirk widened, and he rolled up his sleeve.
"Rock!"
"Paper!"
"Scissors…!"
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"I…it's not fair! Best two out of three, Dai-chan!" Momoi exclaimed. Kuroko sighed as he watched Aomine smirking deviously.
"Men should be nicer to women, Aomine-kun," Kuroko pointed out, causing Momoi to nod frantically in agreement. Aomine merely shrugged as he took the last strawberry chocolate from the box.
"Eh…Mine-chin's a bully," Murasakibara stated. But the basketball ace showed no trace of remorse as he popped the chocolate into his mouth. Momoi's eyes widened before she slowly sank down to the floor.
"Momoi, you're over exaggerating," Midorima told her sternly, grasping onto her elbow and attempting to pull her up. But she stayed in place, quietly sulking. Aomine glanced down at her as he chewed.
She had her head hung down low, and her long pink hair completely covered her face, making it impossible to see her facial expression. She did look quite pitiful, in his opinion. I won fairly though, he told himself in justification. But as he continued to look down at her, he began to feel more and more annoyed. Finally, he thought of a way to compensate.
"Don't do anything stupid," Midorima warned as he watched Aomine crouch down in front of the pink-haired girl. He was still chewing on the strawberry chocolate. I guess it can't really be helped, huh, he thought to himself as he reached over and used his hand to tilt her chin up.
"Satsuki, you're such a pain," Aomine said as he stared at her glaring eyes and her pouty cheeks. His thumb brushed affectionately across her lower lip, causing her to raise an eyebrow at him. "...A real pain," he muttered before moving his head forward.
Somehow, the other Kiseki members had quickly dispersed and scurried off somewhere, leaving Aomine to happily have his way with her. Even if they had stayed around, he wouldn't have cared.
He firmly pressed his lips against hers with a low hum. Soft, he thought vaguely. She squeezed her eyes shut as his tongue roughly probed her mouth open.
With expert skill, his tongue moved inside her mouth, giving her a satisfying taste of the strawberry chocolate. When he heard her gasp sharply against his mouth, he pulled back, smirking smugly. He watched as she tried catching her breath.
Even so, there was no sound of protest when he moved forward again, claiming her lips once more. His tongue ran along her bottom lip before dipping into her mouth again. He released a low, satisfied sigh when he felt her hastily wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She willingly opened her mouth for him so he could reach more places with his tongue. Her mouth became overwhelmed with the sweet taste of strawberry chocolate, and the warm feeling of his tongue. Finally, when he felt that they had both had enough to suffice, he pulled back, breathing heavily. He smirked when she turned her face away from him, too flustered to speak.
"I shared it with you," he pointed out, chuckling lightly as he stood up. "Anyway, get up now. Let's go home," Aomine suggested, lowering a hand and offering to help her up.
She glared up at him without speaking, too embarrassed to really say anything. Her mouth was currently filled with the taste of strawberry chocolate. But beneath that, she could still taste his own distinct flavor. She wondered vaguely if he could still taste her in his mouth.
"Satsuki," he called out, still holding his hand out to her.
"A-ah, sorry," Momoi stuttered as she finally reached out to grab onto his hand. She let out a startled squeak as he unexpectedly pulled her up roughly.
"And up we go…" He murmured as he scooped her up and held her bridal-style. She blinked in surprise as her mind finally comprehended the situation.
"A-Aomine-kun, put me down," she whined. He scoffed loudly, having no intentions of listening to her request.
"Nope. It's fun this way. Besides, your ankle is hurting, right?"
Her breath hitched in her throat as her gaze snapped up to him. It was amusing to see him stubbornly looking away from her. However, she could clearly see the redness on his ears and cheeks. She giggled lightly. He actually noticed, she thought with a blush.
"Thank you, Dai-chan," Momoi said, beaming up at him. The redness around his ears increased as he flinched.
"W-whatever. Let's just go home now," Aomine stuttered, walking towards the exit of the gym.
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"Ah, even with a hurt ankle, doing it shouldn't be much of a struggle, right?"
"Dai-chan, what are you talking about…"
A/N: And of course, at the very end, I needed to insert some Eromine lololol. I'm sorry that my update was so late this time! And somehow, Kise didn't end up in the story? I'm very sorry for that too.
Also, the next fic will be another future fic, requested by an anon on tumblr! I'm not sure when that will come out, but at the current moment, I am working on it.
Are any of you guys still even reading these one shots? Haha, if you actually are, then thank you very much. I think it's a decent accomplishment.