Just let me understand you || Tsukishima Kei Story

I started Kuroko no Basuke, and I love this man

Y/n's pov

"Wait a damm minute," I say setting down my chopsticks. "Is this a date, or are we just hanging out right now?"

"Are you stupid? This is obviously a date night," Kei says. "I bought you food, and we went out."

"I am just wondering," I say. "You buy me food every day, but we don't go on dates every day."

"Yeah, well either way you're a dumbass," he says. "We're in a relationship."

I'm actually going to marry him, I swear to god, we get to eat all the Korean street foods I could possibly imagine. I love him so much.

"I hate you so much," I smile. "But it's okay because you buy me food."

"What a joy you are," he rolls his eyes. "There must be something wrong with me, mentally."

"And why is that?" I question. "Did you have the sudden urge to type in minions into the rule thirty-four search bar?"

"What the hell, no, ew, I did not need to know that. That's actually gross," he says. "And this is what I mean, how is it that I wake up every morning, see your face, hear the things you say and still think that you are perfect. It makes no sense."

"I can see through your disguise, you want me to see that as an insult but you just have a fat crush on me," I laugh. "Can't fool me."

"We're dating," he says.

"You are flirting with me," I say. "But I don't blame you, I am pretty hot, who am I kidding, I am the hottest girl sitting in this chair."

"Y/n, you're the only one in that chair," he says. "So obviously."

"You are being oddly nice to me this evening," I say. "Did you do something, or did I do something?"

"What, I can't be nice now?" he asks. "I'm not even being that nice."

"What is it?" I ask. "What happened?"

"I'm just being normal," he shrugs.

"Did you sleep with my brother?" I whisper.

"What the hell, no," he says making a disgusted face. "Did you do a line or something?"

"I'm joking," I laugh. "I just wanted to see your face if I said that."

"I'll leave you here," he says. "I'm not going."

"Just tell me why you're being so nice to me," I say. "It's odd."

"I don't want to be too mean to you," he shrugs. "There needs to be a balance."

"You're so weird," I laugh. "You always say that."

"Well forgive me for wanting to let my girlfriend know that I actually like her," he scoffs. "I'm not the weird one here."

"You can just tell me that you love me," I say holding out my hand. "That works too, or you can hold my hand so the girls here stop looking at you."

"No girls are looking at me," he says taking my hand. "You're paranoid."

"Oh yeah, because when I went on ao3 most of the fanfiction was in Korean," I say. "They like you here for some reason, it's because you're hot. So yes, they are."

"Why do you read fanfiction of me?" he questions.

"Because, I decided that I'm the virgin mary so I have to imagine things," I say. "You're loss, there's not fanfiction of me because my team takes them down."

"God, you're weird," he shakes his head. "Just eat the rest of your food so we can move onto the next place."

"I'll have you know, I am not eating my food because you told me to," I say. "I'm eating it because... because I am the baddest bitch here."

"Hmm, that's my Y/n," he smiles.

"Do not smile at me like that," I say. "I'll hurt you."

"Just eat your food," he says.

I watched the fifth season of The seven deadly sins yesterday.

-Crouton