Valentine

Aomine tries to make cookies for Kasamatsu for Valentine's Day, but it all goes awry.

Aomine groaned and fell back on his bed, his arms covering his face and blocking out all of the surroundings in his sight. He lay there, still, but breathing quietly as he listened to the faint sounds of the TV from downstairs. The dark skinned teen reached over to his forgotten bag and dug around before finding what he wanted. He pulled his cellphone out and flipped it open, scrolling the through his contacts.

The dark blue haired basketball player stopped when he saw the name of his boyfriend, and he frowned, the task he had at hand reminding him to keep scrolling. A few names under his boyfriends name was the name of one of his friends (although he did not want to admit it out loud), so he hit the small call button and listened to it ring. After a few rings, a voice flooded through the speaker.

"Aominecchi! What's up?" Aomine cringed, not entirely sure of how to ask Kise what he wanted to ask. After a silent paused, Kise spoke again, "A- Aominecchi?"

"… What?" Aomine glared at the wall, since he was unable to glare at the blond's face.

"Oh, so you are there! You scared me." Kise laughed. "Why did you call? Did you want to play one on one?"

"Not exactly…" Aomine muttered, glancing at a small picture frame that contained the object of his (unadmitted) affection. "I just wanted to ask you… if… If you knew what I should do for Kasamatsu on Valentine's Day." He decided to throw it all out there, even if Kise thought he was stupid or started to make fun of him. His manly pride could take it. Possibly.

There was silence on the other line, and for a moment Aomine began to freak out on the inside, until he heard the blond giggle. He twitched, but otherwise kept quiet. "Aww, Aominecchi," Kise cooed, and already Aomine had the urge to bust his cell against the wall. "I don't really know what you should do… Maybe give senpai something homemade? I'm sure it's the thought that counts!"

"Homemade?" Aomine repeated, sounding doubtful. The last 'homemade' thing he remembered making was a macaroni picture that he gave to his mother for mother's day when he was younger. He shook his head and looked at the phone before putting it back to his ear. "Like what?"

"Eh? Usually it's chocolate… But maybe that's too advanced for you… Cookies, maybe? I don't know." Aomine glared at the wall once more, not liking Kise's tone at first.

"Fine. I'll just ask Satsuki."

"Okay. But, I gotta go now – I have a photoshoot! Talk to you later, Aominecchi!"

"Bye." With that, Aomine hung up. He put his cellphone down and stared at the ceiling, having an inner debate on whether or not he really should call Satsuki. Eventually, the dark skinned teenager decided that he would. And he did – only to get practically the same response as Kise. 'Tch. Some friends.' He huffed, tossing his cell phone into the air and catching it. He surveyed the ceiling once more, before making a split-second decision. Aomine flipped his cell phone and quickly dialed another of his friend's number.

Two rings and he heard the faint click of someone answering. "Oi, Tetsu."

"Aomine-kun, hello." Aomine could hear the slight surprised tone in Kuroko's voice, as he was probably not expecting a call.

"Getting to the point, Valentine's Day is tomorrow."

"Yes."

"And I-… I need help…"

"Yes."

"…"

"You need to know what to do for Kasamatsu-san, don't you?"

"Damn you, Tetsu." Aomine grumbled, but did not deny it. "Just tell me."

"Do whatever you want to, Aomine-kun. I just think Valentine's Day should be spent with someone you care about, whether it's in a romantic way or a friendly way."

"…" Aomine groaned and pulled his phone away from his ear to actually glare at it. "You know, if I could glare directly at you, I would, Tetsu."

"I know, Aomine-kun. I know." Aomine did not like the amused tone in Kuroko's voice. "I need to get back to practice now, goodbye Aomine-kun."

"Wai- Tetsu! Dammit." Aomine sighed and placed his cellphone on his bedside table. He thought over what he should do for a few minutes, mulling over the different ideas and soon came to a conclusion. Aomine stood up and swung his legs over the edge of his bed, standing up quickly. The dark blue eyed teen went downstairs and stopped at the kitchen entrance, staring at all the pots and pans, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. "I'll do it…" He whispered as he narrowed his eyes, fully entering the kitchen. He got to work, feeling determined and that nothing could stop him.

As it turned out, there were many things that stopped him – ending with his current result of the batch of cookies he tried to make. They were basically black, burnt and smoking for some strange reason. The chocolate chips looked like little pieces of coal and they tasted absolutely ghastly.

"I think I'm worse than Satsuki…" Aomine muttered to himself, downing another glass of juice to try and get the horrid taste out of his mouth. He glanced at the time and groaned, realizing that he spent practically all night trying to figure out the recipe and get it right. Aomine staring at the clock made him notice just how tired he felt, both physically and mentally. Who knew baking cookies for hours on end would make him this tired?

Aomine rubbed his eyes sleepily and walked out of the kitchen, leaving the tray of burnt cookies on the counter. 'Kasamatsu is going to be here in 6 hours… I should probably get some rest.' Aomine thought, yawning loudly. He put one foot on the step, but then turned around quickly and ran into the kitchen. He double-checked that the oven was off; made sure the ingredients were put away properly before going back to his task of going to bed. He knew he left a huge mess but Aomine figured he'd just clean that up when he woke up, if he had time.

Hours later, Aomine woke up to something, or rather someone, placing a soft kiss against his nose. Aomine immediately ruled out his parents and could only think of one other person – his boyfriend, Kasamatsu. The dark skinned teenager groaned and sat up groggily, rubbing at his tired eyes. He stifled a yawn and stretched, eyes focusing on the older teen in front of him. "Morning…" He mumbled out in a slur.

Kasamatsu snorted, sitting on his bed, "Good morning." The steely-blue eyed teen replied. "You look out of it."

"I- I stayed up late…"

"I know."

"You do?" Aomine winced, seriously hoping that Kasamatsu did not discover his horrid cookies. At the look Kasamatsu gave him, he figured that he did in fact discover them, causing Aomine to sigh. "My bad," He muttered gruffly, turning to glare at the wall. "They ended up horrible."

"I don't care about your cookies." At the look Aomine gave him, Kasamatsu only smiled, "What I mean is I appreciate the effort despite how they turned out. But you didn't have to do that for me, you know." Kasamatsu corrected himself, ruffling Aomine's hair, making it seem even more bedhead-ish. "Just spending time with you is enough for me, idiot." He whispered softly, leaning forward to softly kiss the first year on the lips.

"O- Oh." Aomine stuttered stupidly, his cheeks flushing upon his will. He turned away, hoping Kasamatsu would not see, but alas the black haired teen simply laughed at him, pushing him back onto his bed in order to give him another kiss.

Waah, I almost didn't finish this before work TuT I mean, I could have done it later, but I probably won't feel like writing during the few hour break I get before heading back to work… Curse you, split-shifts! Getting in the way of me and AoKasa *grumbles* Anyway, I hope you all enjoy :D

~WinterAssassin~