"Daiki dear why don't just accept the poor girl ."

"I don't like her mom ."

Hanabi or whatever, clung to him like a leach , Or maybe worst than a leach , the problematic girl was one of his ex-girlfriends , and the most insufferable one so far , The girl was too of a high maintenance , always nagging and never happy .

He got fed up with her attitude, So he broke up with her , 'finally !' he thought that was the end of his suffering which was not the case .

As Aomine tried to move on from his past relationship, he found himself facing a new challenge in the form of his ex-girlfriend-turned-stalker. Despite their breakup, she had become fixated on him and was determined to make his life miserable

Her actions became increasingly intrusive and manipulative. She would constantly monitor his social media accounts, keeping tabs on his activities and interactions. Whenever Aomine showed interest in someone new or attempted to go on a date, she would find ways to sabotage those connections.

However, her actions were cleverly disguised, making it difficult for Aomine to gather concrete evidence against her.she was a cunning bitch , he couldn't hold anything against her even though he know , deep in his core he knew the problem was her .

Sure she is a beautiful , filled up in the right places especially the chest area , the only good point about her that made Aomine stick to her for so long .

However , that's not a good reason to date someone , and even with her looks E cup or not , Aomine snapped .

"I can barely stand her mom ."Aomine sighed in frustration.

"Why Daiki ?" leeching on his arm like an octopus , Hanabi pouted .

Aomine's mother looked at him curiously. She had noticed her son's reluctance to accept the girl who had expressed genuine interest in him , and she wanted to understand why.

immediately brightening up upon seeing him makes Aomine's heart skip a beat

" But she loves you dearly and she can take care of you ." His mom defended the girl '

He understood that his mother had good intentions , however she doesn't know the girl like he do .

And what unsettled him more was how she behaved around his family, pretending to be the perfect daughter-in-law.

It was unnerving to see how skilled she was at playing the victim, manipulating their emotions and gaining their sympathy.

They felt sorry for her and gradually started taking her side in conflicts and disagreements. It troubled him that his family couldn't see through her facade and were easily swayed by her tactics.

"You can learn to love her Daiki ."

'ok that's it I can't stand this anymore '

Aomine's frustration reached its peak, and in a moment of impulsiveness he blurted out

" I am gay ."

didn't think before speaking, and it was the biggest lie he had ever uttered. Immediately, he regretted his words, realizing the magnitude of what he had just said.

'what the heck am I doing? what the heck am I saying? ' Aomine's mind raced .

"What ? you are lying !" Hanabi snapped angrily .

"I am not ." Aomine replied, trying to maintain his composure.

"Oh ! I never saw you with a guy before . How is that not lying ? "

"Is it the red haired , whose name again , Kagami-san? "His mother asked, trying to recall the name.

" No !" Aomine's mind recoiled at the thought of dating Kagami his friend/rival " We have been dating secretly for over three months now ."

Hanabi pressed further. "How does he look Daiki ? "

Aomine hesitated for a moment, knowing that he had to come up with a description. "Well... he has blond hair." The pause in his response didn't go unnoticed .

'Damn I' m not a good liar .'

"And?" Hanabi prodded for more details.

Aomine's mind scrambled for an answer that wouldn't give away his lie. "Well... he is really pretty," he finally managed to say, hoping it sounded convincing enough.

"Pffff ! Pretty?"Hanabi snorted "We need to meet him then, oh your pretty boyfriend ."

"How about tomorrow ?" His mom asked her son .

"No !"Aomine's heart skipped a beat, realizing he was digging himself deeper into a hole with each passing moment. "Um, he's actually really busy," he stammered, desperately trying to come up with an excuse. "How about next Sunday? He should be available then."

Hanabi's eyes lit up with excitement. "Next Sunday it is! I can't wait to meet this mysterious, pretty guy you've been secretly dating."

Aomine forced a smile , 'Damn you Hanabi.' he silently cursing himself and the girl stalker for getting into this predicament. He knew he would have to find a way out of the situation soon, but for now, he had no choice but to play along with the charade .

He couldn't believe he had resorted to claiming he was gay just to escape the pressure of his family's expectations.

As Hanabi enthusiastically planned their meeting with Aomine's imaginary boyfriend, he couldn't help but feel the weight of his own foolishness now. The image of a pretty blond-haired guy he had conjured up was becoming more challenging to maintain .

Okay , so now he will try to find a pretty blonde who would be willing enough to pretend to be his 'boyfriend' next Sunday , in exchange for money .

'why did I say blond?' 'how many blonds are there in Japan anyway ?

Actually there is someone who may help him , someone who always helped him whenever he was in trouble , his childhood friend Satsuki.

"hello Dai-Chan ."

"Satsuki do you have a pretty blonde." Aomine asked straight to the point,

cutting to the chase.

There was a brief pause on the line before Satsuki finally spoke up, her voice laced with amusement. "Hmm... well, I have an old Barbie doll with no leg if you want."

So , they decided to meet at a local coffee shop to discuss their options in person. As they sat down, Satsuki couldn't contain her laughter, causing Aomine to scowl in annoyance

They met at a coffee shop to discuss

"Bwahahaha !"

"Seriously, Satsuki, stop laughing,"

"Sorry Dai-chan but that's so hilarious." managed to say between giggles. "But the thought of you, Mr.Stright Tough Guy, needing a pretty blonde boyfriend is just too funny ."

Aomine scowled at Satsuki "will you help me or not ."

Satsuki finally managed to suppress her laughter , "Well, I don't personally know any blondes at the moment, but I can ask around. Maybe one of my friends or acquaintances can help or...Or wait, Dai-Chan." She paused, her mind racing with an idea.

"Dai-chan, I think I found a solution to your problems," Satsuki exclaimed with excitement.

Aomine perked up, intrigued by her sudden revelation. "What is it?"

Satsuki grinned mischievously. "There's a website where you can hire hosts and pretend boyfriends!"

Aomine raised an eyebrow, not sure what to make of her suggestion. "A website? Are you serious?" Aomine shifted uncomfortably in his seat,' so there is a Website for those things ' . He hadn't expected there to be a website specifically catering to hiring pretend boyfriends,

Satsuki nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, it's a legitimate thing! These websites specialize in connecting people who need temporary boyfriends or companions with professional hosts. They can provide the perfect partner experience for various occasions."

" How do you know about those things ?" Aomine couldn't help but ask .

The pink haired girl blushed slightly, her cheeks turning a shade of pink."forget it I don't wanna know ."

"Anyway !" Satsuki pulled out her phone and quickly navigated to the website, showing it to Aomine. "Here, take a look," she said, handing him the phone.

Aomine took the phone, his eyes scanning the screen as he read through the details. The website showcased profiles of different hosts available for hire, complete with their photos, descriptions, and services they offered. It seemed like a virtual marketplace for those seeking temporary companionship.

"Here I will send you the website."

That night Aomine scrolled through the website Satsuki had sent him, browsing through the various pictures of hosts and potential pretend boyfriends. He felt a mix of skepticism and curiosity as he clicked on each profile, trying to find someone who could convincingly play the role.

As he continued scrolling, one particular picture caught his attention. The blond host had striking cat-like eyes and a charismatic smile.

Aomine couldn't help but feel drawn to him. "Not bad," he murmured to himself, intrigued by the host's appearance.

Without further hesitation, Aomine decided to hire him hoping that he would be able to pull off the act convincingly. He filled out the necessary information and made the payment, arranging for a meeting with the host on a designated date.

The man with blond hair and amber eyes sat confidently in front of Aomine, his pretty face adorned with a smirk.

' Thank god he has a pretty face .'

Aomine placed his order on the table, trying to maintain his composure.

"This is the first time I was hired by a guy ." The stranger admitted with a chuckle , a hint of intrigue in his voice

Aomine doesn't know what to do or say now .

On one hand, he was glad that the stranger seemed open to the idea, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but wonder how this would all play out. He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure.

"I must say though ...you don't look like the type that needs this kind of services ." The host winked .

"Well, it's not what you might expect," Aomine replied, trying to evade the question. "I have my own reasons."

placed his order in front of him

"What is your reason ? Gay ? just curious about your sexuality ?" The blond smirked , and Aomine had the sudden urge to bully this guy .

"None of those , actually."

The stranger's smirk widened, clearly enjoying Aomine's discomfort. "Oh, come on now," he teased. "You can't leave me hanging. Do you?'

Aomine's self-control was pushed to its limits as he resisted the strong urge to deliver a swift smack to the blond's head. The smug demeanor and teasing remarks of the blond were testing his patience to the core. He clenched his fists, reminding himself of the purpose of their meeting and the need to maintain a composed facade.

Deep down, though, Aomine couldn't help but fantasize about smacking this face continually just to see that smirk disappear into moans of pain .

"I am not gay ." Aomine stated firmly, meeting the blond's raised eyebrow .

To his surprise, the blond's smirk turned into a look of genuine curiosity

" I've come to make a deal with you " Aomine added "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend."

The blond's eyes widened in surprise as he certainly wasn't expecting such a proposition.

"Here is the deal you pretend I pay you then we go our merry way ."

The host agreed, extending his hand for a handshake. Aomine reciprocated, sealing their agreement.

"Deal !"