A/N: If I remember correctly, there was someone on tumblr (I think it was an anonymous) who wanted a future-fic, so here it is! I said that it would be extremely delayed, and that's because I was already planning on making it the last chapter. This doesn't mean it's entirely over though. If a request pops up that I'm really interested in, I might fulfill it. For now though, it'll be like this.
title: happy endings
rating: k+ - t
themes: future-fic, GoM
"Tetsu-kun! Happy birthday, Tetsu-kun!"
Kuroko let out a short "oof" as the pink-haired girl crashed into him, locking him into a tight embrace. He responded by smiling and giving her a gentle pat on the head.
"It's good to see you again, Momoi-san," Kuroko told her. Behind, he could easily spot Aomine lazily strolling towards them, yawning. Kise stomped up to him, looking annoyed.
"You're late, Aominecchi!" He exclaimed. Aomine stuck a pinky into his ear, looking especially apathetic.
"Ah, it was Satsuki's fault for taking too long," he muttered, causing the pink-haired to glare over at him. "Yeah right!" She shouted back, clutching tightly onto Kuroko, who seemed quite amused by the whole ordeal. There was also the fact that the scene fondly reminded him of their days in Teikou.
"You guys are loud as always. Let's just go in and eat. And by the way, today's lucky item is a stuffed raccoon," Midorima piped up, displaying the said plushie. The others chose not to comment on that as they walked passed him and into the restaurant.
"Ahh, I wanna drink some sake…" Kise remarked as they all took a seat. The table was long, large, and much suited for their group. Akashi prompted Kuroko to sit on one of the ends of the table. Midorima, Murasakibara and Akashi sat on the left side, while Kise, Momoi and Aomine sat on the right.
Their waiter dropped off a menu for each of them, complimentary sake, and shot glasses. Kise excitedly opened up the sake, picking up a shot glass.
"Kise-kun, you seem really enthusiastic about the alcohol. Are models allowed to drink?" Kuroko questioned curiously, reluctantly reaching over for a shot glass. He wasn't particularly fond of alcohol, but he thought that it would be a waste to not fully enjoy the occasion.
"Yup, it's fine as long as I don't get too drunk or anything. And when you've got photo shoots scheduled almost every day, a shot or two of sake is really good for relieving stress," the blond replied, watching eagerly as the liquid filled up the shot glass.
"Aominecchi, I'm pretty sure you want some sake too," Kise remarked with a short laugh as he passed him the bottle. "Shut up, Kise," Aomine replied, nonetheless pouring himself a drink.
When the bottle had been completely passed around the table, Kise was, unfortunately, quick to notice a certain detail.
"Momocchi, you don't want any sake?" The blond questioned, nearly sure that the pink-haired girl had been set on fully celebrating Kuroko's birthday. Momoi jumped lightly in her spot when he had started his sentence, and gave him a small, apologetic smile.
"Ah…it's fine…" She replied slowly. Aomine glanced off to the side before downing some more sake. Kise rose an eyebrow at her response, finding it strange that the girl was refusing to drink on Kuroko's, her precious Tetsu-kun's, birthday.
"You're old enough to drink, you know?" He reminded her jokingly, holding out the sake bottle. Momoi laughed nervously.
"I know that, Ki-chan. Right now, I just can't drink," Momoi explained vaguely to him, moving his hands to lower the sake bottle back onto the table. Kise sat back, still looking extremely puzzled.
He unshelled some edamame and popped them into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. A few seconds later, he spit out one of the peas and began coughing violently. Momoi's eyes widened in surprise.
"K-Ki-chan…?! Ki-chan, wha"—
The model looked directly at her, pointing a finger at her, but unable to speak a word. Hastily, Momoi handed him a cup of water and watched worriedly as he chugged it down. By this time, the rest of the GoM were staring intently at the unfolding scene.
"Ryouta, if you don't have a good alcohol tolerance, then don't drink too much," Akashi advised. Kise shook his head frantically, once again, pointing at Momoi, who was beginning to look more and more confused.
"T-there's only one reason why you wouldn't be able to drink," Kise said, trying to catch his breath. Momoi's eyes widened visibly, and Aomine began coughing loudly and uncomfortably into his hand.
"Momocchi, you're…you're pregnant, aren't you?"
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"Daiki."
Aomine jolted at the sound of Akashi's voice, which was practically dripping with venom.
"Do you have some sort of explanation for this?" The red head demanded, crossing his arms. Aomine gulped nervously, paling.
After much interrogation from the GoM, they gradually and almost reluctantly became convinced that Aomine could properly take responsibility. However, when Momoi had gone to the bathroom, with Kise to make sure she was alright, the group continued to torture him with questions and accusations.
It wasn't until they heard Aomine's answer to Akashi's "What does she mean to you?" that they all finally stopped.
"Satsuki is…" He turned his gaze away from all of them, before taking in a deep breath.
"…She's the most important person in my life," he admitted, sheepishly scratching the back of his head.
When Aomine snuck a glance over at Akashi, he swore he saw a ghost of a genuine smile gracing his lips. Kuroko and Midorima were nodding in approval, and Murasakibara had taken a moment to stop eating.
Unknown to Aomine, they were all extremely proud of him. They were aware that in middle school, and maybe even during most of high school, Aomine didn't know how to treasure anything. Of course, there were things that he cared about at the time, but he would never know it himself. He didn't know how to keep things in check, and he certainly didn't know what love was. He only knew how to throw things away.
So now, hearing those words come out of Aomine's mouth was a miracle to them. It was something they hadn't expected to hear from someone like him. They knew that he would never lie about something like that. He's too much of an idiot to know how to lie, Kuroko thought with a small smile.
"You guys are creeping me out," Aomine finally said, beginning to feel the embarrassment sink in.
At that moment, Kise returned, helping Momoi back to her seat. Aomine grabbed onto her arm. "Oi. Just sit here," he told her before pulling her down into his lap. She squeaked before blushing and fidgeting nervously.
"…Stop staring," Aomine hissed over at the group, who had started watching them fondly, like parents. Kise had to admit, watching Aomine grow up had been quite an adventure. He was sure that the others would agree.
000
"Happy birthday again, Tetsu-kun! And…ah…sorry about everything that happened," Momoi said, turning a slight shade of pink. Kuroko shook his head politely.
"It made things…interesting. Congratulations, by the way," Kuroko told her, lightly patting her head. She beamed up at him, and for a second, Kuroko saw an image of her middle school self, looking at him with the same exact smile. It reminded him that they certainly had grown up.
"We'll see you later, Tetsu," Aomine spoke up. He smirked lightly at him as they exchanged a short fist bump.
The couple finally made their way away from Kuroko, and towards home, which would be only a bus ride away.
"Dai-chan…you had a little too much to drink, didn't you?" Momoi questioned, struggling lightly to support his wait.
"Ah? No, I'm fine," Aomine replied, but his appearance was completely unconvincing.
"You're leaning on me too much…" The pink-haired girl whined.
"That's because I like you a lot," Aomine said, grinning. Momoi blushed, shaking her head.
"…You're definitely a little drunk, Dai-chan."
000
Life after that had certainly been…interesting. After discovering that Momoi was pregnant, the GoM seemed to contact both her and Aomine much more than before. Their phone calls were constant, and they made sure to make frequent visits to the apartment they lived in together. And, when Momoi wasn't looking, they would give Aomine dangerous, threatening stares.
Nonetheless, things still seemed to move along softly, and somewhat peacefully. They found out that Midorima was the best tranquilizer during Momoi's harsh mood swings, and that Akashi had a knack for choosing out newborn baby clothes. Murasakibara would provide the girl food whenever she was craving something, and they would all take turns listening to her rant about Aomine. The whole ordeal for Aomine had been a bit of a nightmare, but as the days rolled along, he found himself falling in love with her more and more, over and over again. Kuroko also realized that as the due date came closer, Aomine gradually became more panicked and nervous. It was amusing to watch, he ultimately decided.
"Satsuki, don't stand in front of the microwave like that," Aomine sighed, gently holding onto her waist and moving her away from the said device, which was currently in the middle of heating up tomato soup, something that Momoi had grown a constant craving for.
"Ehh, sorry. I wasn't even that close to it though," she told him, pouting. He rolled his eyes. "Radiation is still radiation. Geez…if I take my eyes off of you for one second…" He muttered under his breath. She giggled.
"I have a feeling you'll be a great father, Daiki-kun," Momoi told him, beaming. Aomine stared at her for a second. He always doubted himself, yet she always believed in him. It was another reason why he liked her so much.
"Is your stomach okay?" He questioned, walking towards the microwave to fetch the soup as the timer went off. She walked over to the dining table, sitting down and gingerly placing a hand over her stomach.
"He's kicking a little, but it's fine," she replied. He placed the bowl of soup in front of her. She picked up the spoon, but he hastily snatched it away from her.
"I'll do it," he told her. She sighed. "Dai-chan, I'll be fine. I can feed myself," she huffed. He opened his mouth to retort, but was abruptly cut off by an eerily familiar voice.
"Aomine-kun, if you keep worrying so much, she'll leave you," Kuroko remarked, who was casually sitting across from them on the table.
"Ah, good morning, Tetsu-kun," Momoi chirped, not seeming the least bit surprised. Aomine, on the other hand, looked completely petrified, and had almost dropped the spoon he was holding.
"Tetsu, y-you— How long have you been there?" Aomine demanded. "Ever since you moved Momoi-san away from the microwave," Kuroko replied calmly. Aomine resisted the urge to slam his head against the table.
'He's an idiot,' Kuroko mouthed over to Momoi, who giggled and mouthed back, 'I know.'
000
"Hey, Tetsu," Aomine greeted as Kuroko opened the door, holding a very young child. Aomine let out a short laugh. "Is this Kise's brat? He looks just like him," he commented, lightly pinching the baby's nose.
"Please don't do that, Aomine-kun. Kise-kun would get mad," Kuroko sighed, hoisting up the child, who looked ready to burst out crying at any moment. "You're picking up Hinata-kun today?" He questioned.
Aomine nodded with a small yawn. "Yup. Satsuki said she wouldn't be able to pick him up in time," he explained.
"You two really don't have to worry about that. I would never charge you extra," Kuroko informed him before turning around and calling out, "Hinata-kun!"
"Ah, you know how Satsuki is though. Especially towards you," Aomine replied tiredly, rolling his eyes. Kuroko responded with a small smile.
"Tou-san! Tou-san!" A small, light-skinned, blue-haired boy called out before Aomine felt a small force collide into his shins.
"Were you good today?" Aomine questioned as he scooped the boy into his arms. The boy grinned back at him, looking proud.
"I was! Tetsu-sensei played basketball with me! It was really fun!" He shouted back enthusiastically.
"Hinata-kun was very good today," Kuroko nodded in agreement, looking amused, and unaffected by the nickname.
"Can we play basketball when we get home, Tou-san?" Hinata asked excitedly. Aomine smirked, eagerly ruffling the top of his head.
"Sure, sure. Anyway, see you, Tetsu," he said before lifting the small boy and placing him on top of his shoulders.
"Can we surprise Kaa-san with dinner? I want to try cooking again," Hinata demanded.
"I thought you wanted to play basketball," Aomine said teasingly. "We can do both!" Hinata yelled back, laughing. The man nodded back lazily in response with a short hum.
"Ne, ne, Tou-san."
"Nn?"
"Can I have a little brother? Or a little sister?"
"H-hah?"
"I want someone else to play with at home!"
"…We'll see."
A/N: It feels a bit sad to be ending it this way (especially with something like this, because I'm not completely satisfied with it), but I guess that's just how it is.
I'm really happy with all the support I've gotten for this collection though! I treasure every single review, favorite, follow and heart-warming message. All the compliments I received on here and tumblr always put a smile on my face! Let's hope that this ship becomes visibly canon one day, hahaha.
Btw, I'm planning on either doing an annoyingly shoujo-style love triangle AoMomoKaga multichap or a KiMomo multichap, so if you have any certain preferences, let me know~