Author's Note: This time the AU story! Kise and Kuroko are already adults here ;3

Chapter Five: The Perfect Morning

Rating: T

Warnings: BL and fluff (and a huge amount of jealousy - damn, who wouldn't like to live such a perfect life...?)

Summary to Ch5: Three years after the high school graduation Kise's modeling career still blossoms, he attends a drama school and lives in his own flat alone...— oi, wait, that's not current anymore because now he shares his apartment with his most treasured person in the world — Kuroko Tetsuya. Seems, he got lucky in his life and hell, he perfectly knows that.

Kise has never been the one to sleep long in the mornings. He usually gets up early and goes for jogging to the park nearby his apartment. On his way back he stops by the small bakery to buy a fresh loaf of bread and two small croissants. The old lady behind the desk knows him well already and has the package ready for him when he enters the store. Ryouta sends her one of his brand and famous smiles and takes the order, leaving the payment with a few more yens of tip in the gesture of politeness and liking.

Not a word is exchanged but it's like she and Kise can understand each other without saying anything.

The blonde model heads his steps towards the exclusive housing estate where he's been living for over three years now, since he graduated from high school and started attending the drama school. With his looks and natural charm he may one day become a truly successful and famous actor and this is his new aim.

Kise enters the staircase and runs up to the last floor. He never uses the elevator. Even though he doesn't play in a basketball team anymore, he still keeps his condition and form at the highest level.

The blonde stands in front of the mahogany doors and slowly calms his breath down, looking at the table with his name nailed in the middle. His lips widen in smile without his knowing. He knows that he will have to fix it soon because the caption isn't current anymore — Kise Ryouta lives now with his boyfriend, Kuroko Tetsuya and he wants everyone to know with whom he shares his home.

The blonde reaches for the keys hung up on his neck and opens the door quietly. He knows that Kuroko is still deeply asleep and doesn't want to wake him up just yet.

Ryouta takes off his shoes and goes to the kitchen where he leaves the package on the counter. He then goes straight to the bathroom and takes a quick shower and changes into home clothes. Fully refreshed, he finally comes to the room where his thoughts have been for a while already and his heart's remained since he got up — the shrouded in shadows bedroom where his dearest Kurokocchi is still sleeping soundlessly in the big double bed he shares with Kise. The blonde smiles gently, seeing the messy sky blue locks of his love sticking out in every direction from under the satin duvet. Kuroko is the most beautiful thing in the world to him in the moments like this.

Ryouta's heart beats faster now, when he observes the person for whom he has fallen so long time ago, when they still where in the middle school. Since that time nothing has changed beside the fact that his love for this blue-haired male has grown much stronger over the years. He cannot imagine the life without his Kurokocchi anymore.

With a small smile he comes closer to the bed and carefully lies down near his lover, feeling the tenderness running through his veins along with blood. His fingers slowly trail a path down Kuroko's jawline while his face leans closer and his lips give a small peck on the other's nose. He chuckles quietly when Kuroko frowns and tries to chase after the remains of his dream which is already vanishing.

"Don't make me wait for you any longer, Kurokocchi~" Kise murmurs, pecking Tetsuya's chin this time.

Kuroko opens one eye unwillingly and stares back into the amber gold orbs of his boyfriend in the unreadable look of his.

"Good morning, Kurokocchi," Kise whispers and gives him a sweet kiss on the lips. Kuroko makes a small adorable sound and kisses back, pulling the blonde closer, until they have to part in the need for air.

"Good morning, Kise-kun," Kuroko replies in a raw voice, a small smile appears on his lips. "What time is it…?" He asks, stifling a yawn with his fragile hand.

"Almost eight in the morning already," Kise answers smoothly, still smiling at him gently. The model observes closely each detail of his lover's face and can't help but chuckle at his morning hair. His fingers tangle with light blue locks and play with the unruly wisps, admiring their beauty and softness.

"So early…" Kuroko moans and tries to hide under the blankets again but Ryouta doesn't let him. He hovers above the smaller one and kisses him again with much more passion than before. His tongue begs for the entrance to Kuroko's lips and the blue-haired male grants it after a few seconds and groans when it meets his own one and starts the slow and lazy dance.

"No more sleeping today, Tetsuya," Kise mutters when they pull away finally. Kuroko looks up at him and sees the playful sparks in the golden orbs and the shadow of the long eyelashes on the face of his beautiful boyfriend and both of them think the same thing in that moment.

I want to wake up like that for the rest of my life.

"Ryouta…" Kuroko whispers, touching the model's cheek and stroking it delicately. He doesn't need to say anything more because Kise has learned to read his mind so long time ago already. The blonde smiles widely and helps the other stand up from the bed.

"I'll prepare some breakfast!" He babbles happily, heading his steps for the kitchen.

"Just don't burn down the apartment, Kise-kun," Kuroko murmurs maliciously a bit, recalling that one time his lover forgot about switching off the cooker which, in the unfortunate turn of events, started a fire.

"So mean~!" The model shouts back, taking a knife and fresh radishes and starting the slicing, "It was an accident! Besides, it happened when we still were in high school!"

"I know," Kuroko's voice suddenly speaks behind his back which makes Kise jump up and squeak in surprise. "However, I still find it adorable how clumsy you are in the kitchen" he murmurs and hugs Kise from behind.

"Kurokocchi…" Ryouta blushes somehow at these words and doesn't know how to respond.

"Just make sure that you won't chop your fingers off, Kise-kun," Kuroko chuckles and leaves him alone in the kitchen, disappearing behind the bathroom's door.

Kise smiles as well and shakes his head lightly. "Don't worry, Kurokocchi, that's not gonna happen— Ouch!" He throws away the knife and quickly puts his index finger inside his mouth, feeling the metal taste of his own blood. Shit, not much has changed after all…, he thinks and pretends that he doesn't hear a quiet laughter coming from the bathroom. "We shall see who will be the last to laugh, Kurokocchi…" he murmurs, planning already his little revenge… Little does he know that this is exactly what Kuroko hopes for.

Second Note: I'll be damned but I envy those fictional characters their perfect life xD

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