Okay, so this chapter was kinda fun.
Not all of them are going to be straight PWP after all.
So there were a lot of ways I could have done this one, but I like how it turned out, and you don't always have to actually be high, to feel high. So that was the feeling I was going for. hopefully I got it across.
If we were high on amphetamines
Kuroko was never a huge talker. He could be talkative during sex, but otherwise, he was a man of few words. He had many friends, despite his less than sociable nature. Tonight was one of the few times he had the house to himself though. Shigehiro had gone out on a date with some girl from his history class, Takao was out with his boyfriend, Midorima. And while Kuroko loved peace and quiet, he wasn't too keen on being alone.
So he pulled out his phone and went through his contacts, scrolling passed each of them, one by one. Kagami was studying for a test, so he couldn't ask him over. Hyuuga kun? No, he was complaining on facebook just a few hours ago about some sort of interview tomorrow, he'd decline too. Himuro kun? Kuroko thought about it for a while. He didn't know Himuro kun too well, just that he was a good friend of Kagami's, and that he went to the same university as Kagami across town. Hmm, maybe another time. He'd be sure to have Kagami invite Himuro kun over the next time Shigehiro and Takao threw a party though. So, he kept scrolling until he hit "Mako chan". There was an idea. He could invite Kazuya over as well! Perfect.
Clicking the name and then adding Kazuya's to make it a group conversation he started typing his greeting. [Hey, are either of you guys available tonight?] and hit send. It was no surprise when Kazuya was the first to respond.
[For you Te chan? I'm always available~] It had bothered him at first that Kazuya had adopted the nickname Takao had given him, but by now, it was second nature to answer to it when the silver haired bubble gum addict called him like that. Normally, he hated people shortening his name, but it was just how Kazuya and Takao were.
[Depends, why?] came Makoto's just as fast reply.
[Ah, I wasn't expecting an answer so soon.] Kuroko smiled, well, he had from Kazuya, but Makoto usually took his sweet time replying to him. [I have the house to myself for once and wanted some company.]
[What about that dumbass Kagami? Isn't he usually your first choice?]
[Kagami kun has a test tomorrow and so has been studying all week. Hyuuga kun is prepping for an interview, and I actually do enjoy your company Makoto, so yes, I did think of asking you next.]
[I don't care how far down the list I am, I'm there, just give me a second to get my shoes on!] Kazuya replied.
[Ugh, fine. Someone has to keep you two idiots out of trouble.] Kuroko grinned. Makoto may pretend to be prickly and mean, but deep down he was a softy. Not five minutes later there was an enthusiastic knock on his door. Kuroko got up to go get it, smiling when he saw Kazuya standing there with a huge grin. He gave a small grunt when he felt the taller man throw himself at him, enveloping him in a tight hug.
"It's been way too long since we've hung out Te chan!"
"Well, Shige kun and Takao aren't your biggest fans. It's hard to convince them to let me invite you guys over."
"Oooh! Then let's get the other guys over here too! Make it a party since the downers aren't here right now." Kazuya grinned and pulled out his phone, sending out a mass text to his other friends before Kuroko could even say anything against it. Well, it could be worse he supposed. He liked Kazuya's friends well enough, and they were generally nice guys. If you stayed on their good side anyway, piss one of them off, and you pissed them all off.
"Alright, but you guys are supplying the booze."
"You got it love!" Kazuya's grin sparked something warm in his chest, but he knew better than to think it was anything other than friendly affection. He was close enough to him to practically think of him as a brother.
"You asshats couldn't even wait until I got here to start fucking shit up?" Came Makoto's less than pissed off voice. He had a smile and a bottle of jack in his hand already.
"You totally knew, didn't you Mako chan?" Kazuya laughed.
"Nah, but what kind of hang out would it be if we were all sober?" he clicked his tongue in annoyance and pushed his way inside the apartment.
Before Kuroko even knew it the other four guys that made up Hanamiya Makoto's crew were sprawled on his living room floor, all of them were laughing and having a good time. Kuroko had found himself sitting in Makoto's lap for a good portion of the evening, stealing the larger man's drink any time he set it down.
"Fuck, Tetsuya. If you want a drink get your own!"
"But I like yours."
"Kazuya! Mix Tetsuya a drink so he'll quit drinking mine!"
"On it boss!"
"Make it strong too! He's fun when he's drunk!" That was Yamazaki's voice wasn't it? How drunk was he?
"Me? I think you should be trying to get Kojiro kun wasted! I bet he'd be a fun drunk, oooh maybe he's a kissy drunk, I'd be all over that!"
"Te chan, you're like a fucking succubus!" Kazuya laughed all the way from the kitchen. He just shrugged.
"I like dick. And I bet Kojiro kun is like, super well hung. Maybe he's even bigger than Mako chan?" He said the last part teasingly and Makoto growled in response.
"You bastard."
"Aw, you love me though, don't you Mako chan~? Because I'm adorable, and I suck great cock!" He started to cackle like a maniac. He couldn't help it, these people brought out this side of him too easily. They were just the right amount of rambunctious, flirty, joking, and talkative to get Kuroko to lower pretty much every guard he had.
"Sorry to disappoint Kuroko kun, but Hanamiya kun is bigger than me."
"Damn straight I am."
"Aw, Kojiro kun, don't sell yourself short, Mako chan is like a monster anyway! I'd be worried actually if you were bigger." He grinned then gave a small, totally masculine, shriek as Makoto shoved him forwards, off the recliner and out of his lap, falling face first into Seto's lap. "Ken kun~! Mako chan is being mean to me." He pouted best he could but still didn't sit up. The rest of the guys laughed as Kentarou Seto sighed and helped Kuroko sit up properly.
"I'm sure it was all in good fun, after all, you just gave him a huge compliment."
"What kind of compliment is "monster" huh?"
"But Mako chan, you're like, bigger than a horse, I swear! What else would you call that other than monstrous? I mean, I'm not complaining. Mako chan is like, the best fuck, but I'm always super sore the next day. We should make a deal that says you can only fuck me when I don't have shit to do the next day!"
"Well then maybe you shouldn't seduce me when you have shit to do the next day if you already know you're gonna be sore."
"Now is that really because Mako chan is well hung, or is that because he likes to play a little rough~?" Kazuya asks, teasingly as he hands Kuroko his drink. It wasn't a jack and coke like Makoto's drink since they had run out of jack pretty early on, but it was still pretty strong. Kuroko took a sip and moaned lewdly as the drink made it's way down.
"Fuck, Kazu kun, I need you to be my personal bartender! What the fuck is this anyway?"
"I'mma name it a Vanilla surprise." He grinned. "Or the T Wet suya~" they both started laughing at that, and soon it was infectious enough for the rest of the room to join in. Entirely too soon the door opened and Shigehiro came back in with a pink haired girl that Kuroko vaguely recognized as the basketball team manager. Momo-something-or-other.
"We leave for a few hours and you invite them over?" He sniffed the air and glared at the group. "And who the hell is smoking in here?"
"I opened a window, and Tetsuya didn't mind when I lit up." Kojiro was apparently the culprit.
"Oh yeah, Kojiro kun, Shige kun doesn't like smoking in the house." he giggled, turning to face the other man, watching at he went to put it out on the windowsill.
"Don't you dare put that out like that! Tetsuya! Do something about your friend!" Shige glared at him.
"If you don't want him to put it out, let him finish it, I'll get some fabreeze if it bothers you that bad." Kuroko shrugged and Kojiro just turned back to the open window and went back to admiring the stars and taking long drags of his cig.
"I'm sorry about this Momoi san." Shigehiro sighed as he turned to the girl. Momoi! That was her name! Right!
"Hey! Momoi chan! Wanna have a T Wet suya?" He grinned and the look of utter horror that crossed Shige's face almost made him spill his drink with the laughing fit that threatened to bubble forth again. He held it up towards them. "My drink, that's what Kazuya calls it." he grinned sloppily.
"Tetsuya." Shige narrowed his eyes on his friend carefully. "Are you high or something?"
"No, I fucking wish though!" came Kazuya's loud voice from across the room. "Don't you guys think Te chan would be like, the best, when he's high?" He could hear all the others agree.
"I've got some decent shit back home, let me know next time and I'll bring it." Kuroko had never seen Matsumoto grin quite so wide before.
"Hell yes! Let's fuck this kid up!" Yamazaki yelled, slinging an arm around Kuroko's shoulders. He couldn't help grinning wider at that. These guys were a great stress relief.
"You morons." Makoto sighed, shaking his head at them from where he still sat in the recliner.
"No, you will not get him high." Shige took the drink from his hand and set it on the small door side table and set a very disappointed look on him. "Tetsuya, stop drinking with these guys, they're bad news."
"Whaaaaat? Shige kun, you can't tell me who I can and can't hang out with, I mean, I've fucked like, half of them anyway, ooh ooh! Kojiro kun! Be my fourth! Then I can say over half!" He turned his attention back to the raven as he finished his cig. The taller man just shrugged.
"If you want."
"Oooh! Orgie! Let's all tap that ass!" God did he love Kazuya's ideas!
"Fuck! Yes! Shige kun, give me my drink back."
"Tetsuya! Control yourself! There's a lady present!"
"She can watch if she wants." he shrugged. He could have sworn he heard a slightly amused giggled somewhere in Shigehiro's direction, but he wasn't entirely sure with how muddled his brain was starting to feel.
"It's okay Ogiwara kun, I don't mind the crass language, Daiki talks to me like that all the time. I'm used to it. Your friend seems to be very interesting though."
"He's really not usually like this. I promise. Normally he's pretty good company, but when he drinks … hey!" Kuroko had snuck up and taken his drink back while his friend han't been looking, quickly, before he could take it again, he chugged the rest of the glass, and then handed it back to him. "Mmmm, Vanilla." He smiled happily.
"Okay, I think Tetsuya's had enough." Shigehiro ushered him back into the kitchen, drew him a smaller glass of water, ordering him to sip it, and then directed him back to his room. There was a little complaining and he tried to grab onto every arm he could as he passed all his friends on the way. It was Makoto who ended up saving him from retiring early, pulling him to him with a guttural growl that sent so many different feelings down his spine. He might consider dating if it was this man, but neither of them liked relationships, so, he didn't have to worry about that terrifying realization just yet.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? His goddamn mother? Why don't you and the cotton candy princess over there join us rather than being such a dick?"
"I like Mako chan's dick." Kuroko felt the laughter pouring out of him, God, what was in that drink Kazuya had made him if he was this gone on just one cup?
"Thanks." He missed Makoto's smirk, but not Shigehiro's glare.
"I'd rather get teeth pulled."
"We can arrange that pretty easily." And suddenly Kuroko felt oh so much more sober.
"No! Mako chan, you can't beat up Shige kun, he's my best friend, and while he may be being a huge party pooper right now, I don't want him hurt. No matter what dickish shit he spews."
"Aw, just a little Te chan, like, one tooth?"
"Kazu kun, no."
"Why do you even hang out with these jerks?" came Shigehiro's resigned sigh.
"Because they're fun." He shrugged. "If it bothers you that much I'll move everyone to my room."
"No, I want them out of the house. No more smoking in our window, no more, is he naked?" Kuroko followed Shigehiro's gaze and snickered. Yes, yes Seto was.
"Very lovely Ken chan, but I think Shige kun would prefer you put pants back on."
"All of us would." He felt Makoto rumble behind him.
"Hey, Tetsuya and Kazuya said orgie, I'm just getting ready~!"
"No orgies! For the love of God, Tetsuya, fix this!" He ran back over to where he had left Momoi and ushered her out the door. "How about we go watch one more movie? Huh?" He chuckled nervously. "Tetsuya, if this house isn't cleaned up and emptied of all other people that don't live here when I get back, I'm throwing out all of your milkshake mix!" And then the door slammed shut again. He was quiet for a moment, conflicted. He really wanted to keep the party going, but … his milkshakes …
"It's okay Te chan, we'll go. We don't want to be the cause of a fight between you and your best friend after all. If we fight him that's one thing, but causing you to ... Next time we'll party at my place." Kazuya grinned, picking up some of the trash that had begun to litter the floor. There was a collective sigh and soon the apartment was clean again. He apologized to his friends as they all left his house one by one. Hanamiya being the only one to stick around any later.
"Wanna take a walk?" Makoto asked, leaning against the doorjamb. Makoto could always tell when he was upset. It irked him sometimes, but his drunk mind just had him sigh. Sometimes, just being with Makoto made him feel like he was high. Gave him that extra shove, to just talk nonstop, to just drone on and on, a mile a minute.
"Shige kun is mad at me."
"Well we knew he didn't like us. We should have expected it really."
"Why are you making so much sense right now?"
"Because I'm not plastered out of my mind like you are."
"I'm not feeling quite as buzzed as I was anymore."
"Yeah, I'd imagine not." Makoto grabbed Kuroko's jacket for him and slipped it onto his shoulders, then grabbed his own. "Fights like that tend to sober you up pretty quick." The two of them walked for a while, a comfortable silence filling the space between them.
"You really aren't as bad as he thinks you are." Kuroko muttered, it was more for himself than for Makoto, but he had said it out loud to at least let the other man know he felt that way.
"Yeah, but don't let it get around too much, I have a reputation to keep up." Makoto chuckled a bit and reached over, ruffling his hair. A familiar fluttery feeling forming in the pit of his stomach.
"Stop that, I might catch feelings, and then where would we be?"
"Ew, you're right, that'd be bad." They both smiled a bit, their joking aside, Kuroko always did feel better after spending time with Makoto. Everyone saw him as the bad boy on campus. The guy all the girls' mothers warn them about when they go away to university. And for the most part, he was. He was just as guilty of a few hit and run romances as the next guys. But that didn't mean that was really who Hanamiya Makoto was. He was smart. He could be caring when he wanted to be. He was loyal to anyone who he deemed worthy of his friendship. He was fierce. Sure, his basketball wasn't really what anyone would call "clean", but hey, when was streetball ever played by the rules? He remembered the first time he had met Makoto, all the way back in high school. It hadn't been the best first impression, but he had moved passed it when he had learned that the Mako chan on the court was entirely different from the Mako chan off the court.
Their friendship had been a sore spot with pretty much all of his other friends at the time, it still was for some of them. Takao was a little more okay with them than Kagami and Shigehiro, but not much more. And so Kuroko had resigned himself to keeping Makoto out of most of his day to day life unless he knew he wouldn't get in a fight with someone over him.
"You've got that guilty look on your face again Tetsuya. Quit worrying about shit you can't control. I know a lot of people don't like me, but I don't give a fuck."
"But they never even give you a chance!"
"Yeah, some people are huge dicks like that, they just don't let it show, two-faced bastards. I on the other hand, have no problem saying shit straight to your face, I'll tell it like it is, and that pisses a lot of people off."
"But I had always hoped that eventually they would come around."
"People don't change easily Tetsuya. If they don't like me, they probably never will."
"I hate not being able to invite you places with me though. Like, when Takao throws a party, I always want to invite you and the others over too. Or if we all decide to get together and go to Karaoke, or if we're just all hanging out getting pizza, or watching stupid movies, or just hanging out in general, talking. I want to be able to include you guys, you're my friends too. It's not fair that I can't just because they're being petty."
"It's okay, we know we're your friends, and we know that you want us around, which is why we never hold it against you when it's been so long between when we hang out."
"I've known Shige kun since I was four, and the only times I've ever seen him angry are when you guys are around. The only times we fight are because he doesn't like that I hang out with "delinquents" his word, not mine. And I can't even think of a time you've actually done anything wrong by him." He pulled the jacket around his shoulders closer, scowling at the ground as if it were the one causing all his problems.
"Sometimes it's just a gut feeling the first time you see someone." Makoto shrugs and Kuroko wanted to punch him. To tell him he should fight for a change. Fight against this unfair treatment. Fight to show everyone that just because he looks mean, doesn't mean he is. He hears Makoto laugh and suddenly he realizes that he may have just said all that out loud. "Look at you, pacifist extraordinaire telling me to go off and fight your best friends." The chuckles continued on for a while until they gradually died down.
"I mean it. It isn't fair how they treat you like some storybook villain."
"Does that make you the princess? Being controlled and manipulated by me, the big bad wolf, in their eyes?"
"Probably." He frowned. "I'm inviting you guys to the next party Takao throws, I don't care what they say. And maybe I'll take Matsumoto kun up on that offer then too. I doubt I'll want to deal with the repercussions while I'm still in my right mind." And there was that large, warm hand again, on his head, pulling him towards Makoto's chest, the other arm wrapping around Kuroko's much smaller body and pulling him into a tight hug that left little room for him to breath.
"You're too caring for your own good Tetsuya. You adorable asshole you." Kuroko managed to crane his head up to look at Makoto's face, the look he saw was a mix between happiness, anger, and a softness he almost never saw. Kuroko turned his head back down and buried it into the broad chest in front of him, the clench in his own chest tightening ever more. Theirs was a strange relationship. Had they met before either of them had sworn off love or anything dealing with it, Kuroko liked to think that maybe they could have had a chance. But as it stood, they were just friends with benefits. Each other's favorite booty call. The one person that both of them could actually be real with.
"You too Mako chan, you just show it differently." and they stayed like that until Kuroko could calm himself down. The stress and irritation, the guilt and sadness that had washed over him before, ebbing away with each gentle beat of Makoto's heart against his cheek. Makoto was his drug of choice, any day.
I kinda felt like I had Shigehiro overreact a little here, but, at the same time, it is stated that he doesn't like Hanamiya or his friends, and coming home to that surprise wasn't really anything he had been expecting. He kinda blew a fuse.
Little fun fact, Kazuya's drink that he made for Kuroko the "T Wet suya" That's actually what my phone auto corrects to if I type "Tetsuya" too fast, and it makes me giggle every time, I just thought I'd share that little bit of gold with you all.
~ Evi