Boyfriend

Aomine runs into Kaijou's captain and notices that he is being harassed by a group of middle-aged men.

Aomine walked through the mall, feeling completely bored as hell as he ventured past a series of stores, people, and of course, more stores and people. He held a small bag in his hand, a simple anniversary gift he got for his parents because secretly he knew that it was something they have been wanting for a while. They just never bothered telling him, but when they get their gift, they will be ecstatic with him. Thus, Aomine probably would not get grounded for quite a while. See? Logic.

The dark blue haired male figured that he should head home now, since he finished what he came here to do in the first place, and was about to walk in the direction of the nearest exit, but stopped when he caught a figure out of the corner of his eyes. Aomine turned his head and raised his eyebrow, noticing Kaijou's captain whoever-he-was standing inside some music store Aomine heard Satsuki talk about many times before, looking at different CD's.

Or, rather – he was trying to look at the CD's displayed in front of him. Aomine rolled his eyes, seeing that the third year, Kise's senpai (it was Kasamatsu, wasn't it?), was being harassed by what looked like a group of older guys. They appeared to be in their late 30's, maybe somewhere in the middle, and just flat out drunk. Judging from their flushed faces and stumbling posture, Aomine deducted that they must be pretty hammered, especially to hit on some highschool student that was a guy.

Don't get Aomine wrong – he had no problem with gay people. Heck, he was pretty sure that Kise was gay for the poor captain currently getting harassed. Speaking of which, since when did he end up walking in the captain's direction?

"Hey," Aomine greeted coldly, stuffing his hands in his pockets, letting the bag dangle from his wrist. The older men turned towards him, giving him a brief look before half of the little group of drunkards turned back to Kasamatsu. Aomine clicked his tongue in annoyance, pushing past (not too nicely) a few of the guys and towards the captain, who appeared to look a mixture of freaked out, annoyed, and surprised. Aomine used the latter to his advantage and swung his arm around the member of Kaijou and sneered at the group of guys. "Back off." He hissed out dangerously, a dark and firm glare on his face.

The group of drunks all stared at him, one even daring to step (or rather, stumble) closer to them and moved to reach up to touch Kasamatsu, but Aomine smacked his hand away, staring him down coldly. "Who're you?" The middle aged man asked in a slur, his eyes squinting from behind his large glasses.

"His boyfriend." Aomine stated before he could even think of saying anything. A moment of silence passed, and a trickle of sweat slid down Aomine's forehead, Aomine now fully aware of what he just said. He felt his cheeks heat up but he kept his glare and frown in place, grip tightening around Kaijou's captain. "Don't make me repeat myself." He whispered, voice teetering on the edge of venomous.

The group of intoxicated middle-aged men all grumbled to themselves, turning and walking (stumbling, and nearly tripping a few times) away. Once they were out of sight, Aomine quickly let go of the third year, taking a few steps back to put some distance in between them. "… You're welcome." He scoffed, as a lack of anything better to say that would make it less awkward.

Kasamatsu stared up at him, a flash of disbelief crossing his features. "Seriously? Did you just say 'you're welcome'?" He snorted, shaking his head. "I could have handled that, you know." He added, glancing in the direction those guys left from before turning his gaze back to Aomine.

"… Shut up." Aomine muttered in reply, his cheeks burning. "My body acted on impulse." He stated, crossing his arms. He frowned when he noticed Kasamatsu narrow his eyes, as if in thought. "What?"

"Aren't you Kise's friend?"

"… No?"

"Don't lie."

"Old team mate," He corrected, not wanting to be associated with an idiot like Kise, although he did think they were friends. "He's an idiot."

"He says you're an idiot, too." Aomine twitched at that, wanting nothing more than to tell Kasamatsu to tell Kise to go die. Kasamatsu only smiled in response, finding Aomine's anger amusing. "He also said you like… big… breasts." The third year whispered the last part, his cheeks darkening considerably against his lighter skin.

Aomine blinked and cocked an eyebrow, "Yeah. But I already told you, my body acted on impulse."

"Why didn't you just punch them in the face?"

"… Good question."

Kasamatsu snorted, turning away and looking back at the row of CD's in front of him. "If you weren't going to, then maybe I would have."

"You?"

"You don't know me, do you?" Kasamatsu asked, sounding slightly amused at that. Aomine huffed and shook his head. "I'm Kasamatsu."

"I knew that." Aomine scoffed, acting nonchalantly. Inwardly, he was happy he had guessed his name right. He studied the older teen, an idea popping up into his mind. The dark skinned teenager smirked wolfishly, leaning against one of the CD racks, "So, senpai, should we discuss boobs more?"

Kasamatsu sputtered, his face immediately going red all over again as his head whipped in Aomine's direction, lips parted but nothing coming out but a choked squeak. Aomine couldn't help it; he thought it was kind of… cute. And adorable.

No homo, though.

He chuckled, pushing himself off the rack and turning away. Just as he was about to leave the third year to his blushing and embarrassed self, a punch to his arm made him stumble to the side, nearly falling over his own two feet. "Hey." Aomine huffed in an accusatory tone.

"Y- You shouldn't talk about such… things, especially out in p- public, you indecent brat." Kasamatsu stuttered out shakily, his hand covering his mouth as he spoke, his cheeks a bright hue of red.

Aomine could have sworn he felt his heart skip a beat but quickly pushed that stupid idea away and instead slung his arm around the shorter teen's neck once more. "Do you want to see how indecent I can be, senpai?" He asked in a hushed whisper, leaning in close to the third year. The only response was a sharp elbow into his rib cage, causing Aomine to grunt from the sudden shock of pain.

He groaned, rubbing his side, but at the same time, he smirked.

Okay… Maybe a little bit homo.

Yeeeey, Aomine saved Kasacchi! Although we all know Kasamatsu could have saved himself. Besides, what's a group of drunk pervs gonna do in a mall full of people? Nothing but embarrass themselves and hopefully get attacked by security and sent to jail 8D

PS. No one can resist a blushing Kasamatsu :'D

~WinterAssassin~