Although being a model had been a great part-time job for Kise when he was younger, the slim blonde honestly never expected he'd still be working in the line during his mid-twenties… It was demanding, tiring, and honestly, keeping the physique was much harder now that he didn't play basketball every day. It also meant a lot of the time he'd be obsessing over trends and wasting valuable money on new clothes. The trouble was, he couldn't find any other job that really held his interest.
As he walked down the busy city streets filled with idle chatter and noisy cars he had to force himself to look directly ahead or remain distracted by his phone. Otherwise he'd find himself unable to resist the luxury shop window items.
The latter coping mechanism seemed to do the trick though, even if it did mean he was oblivious to the darkening skies above. However, since Akashi actually agreed on a day out, he hadn't been able to quell his ever-expanding ideas that kept him happy. It started out as a trip to see a basketball match against high schools they had played at, then a professional game because they were more exciting. But to Kise, nothing was more exciting that the 'Generation of Miracles' coming out of retirement and playing against each other. So naturally he needed to invite everyone… But of course it wouldn't be the same as the good old times if their team mates didn't tag along! Thus, he began drafting an email to send to everyone.
Kise tried hard to stop himself from beaming in public but the smile etching his lips up simply could not be tamed. And oh… He found himself questioning what this was for again. Ah, Akashi fostering a child. If they all played basketball, the child may feel intimidated. Time to delete some of those contacts from the group email. Which almost made the blonde shed a tear. Almost… He didn't stop to think about whether Akashi would be okay with extra company. But hey! In his eyes (makeup indulged eyes) everyone was still close friends. So Akashi wouldn't mind them tagging along.
Yes, he kept telling himself that just so he would eventually believe his own excuse for seeing everyone else too.
A few lonely rain drops started to fall just as he sent out an invite and location – though conveniently excused Akashi himself from this group discussion – and umbrellas from every individual besides himself in the busy city centre shot up into the sky. It only took a matter of seconds after that for the rain to come down with force, attacking the plastic shields the people had put up with a thunderous rattle. It was enough to cause him to audibly huff aloud. Great. Now he would be soaked by the time he got to the photoshoot…
Author's Note:
I am sorry this chapter is short! It's more of a connecting chapter because the next one is going to be quite long... At least Momoi x Aomine is going to become a thing then. Please let me know if you're enjoying it~
Also, you may not know this, but I actually prefer Akashi x Midorima ;) Don't worry. This is remaining AkaKuro.