Kuroko had a hard time giving Kagami his space, but he somehow managed to do it. He started to go to school as Kuroko once again, going back to not being whistled at by the boys. But that was okay. He only wanted to be noticed by Kagami.
He was coming back from gym class about a week after the incident. He could see Kagami a bit further away, a towel draped over his wet hair. He looked away from his assumed-to-be ex boyfriend.
Soon enough, he realized that he and Kagami were the only ones in the locker room. He also noticed that Kagami was lingering much closer than he had been a couple minutes ago. "Kir-Kuroko," he corrected himself. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have freaked out on you like that."
"It's okay, Kagami kun."
"It is NOT!" Kagami growled, slamming his fist into the locker and promptly cornering the boy. Kuroko stared up at him. "I feel terrible. It isn't your fault. It's mine."
"Kagami kun-"
He was cut off by a pair of lips. He slung his arms around Kagami's neck and Kagami tangled his fingers in his hair, but Kuroko soon came to his senses. He pulled away, his arms still wrapped around Kagami's neck. "Kagami kun..."
He connected their lips once more, a moan escaping his lips. Kagami's fingers trailed down Kuroko's back, under his shirt, and his heart fluttered. He felt as if he had swallowed fifty bumblebees buzzing inside him.
Tongue. Kagami's tongue was wrestling his. His mind went numb as he kissed him, tongues wrestling, though Kagami won dominance quick into the kiss.
Kuroko pulled away, panting. He rested his forehead on Kagami's, staring into his eyes. Kagami wore a bright blush and Kuroko, despite not showing much emotion, wore a soft blush also.
"We should probably get back to class," Kagami murmured. Kuroko nodded in agreement.
So they walked off to class, hand in hand, Kuroko wearing that very rare Kuroko smile.