We don't like sharing [KnB Various x Male!Reader]

1 - Meeting

L/N - Last name
Y/N - Your name
N/N - Your nickname
H/C - Hair colour
H/T - Hair type [curly/fluffy/coiled/etc]
E/C - Eye colour

꧁ ☽︎---- Start ----☾︎ ꧂

For a school of high class as Teiko Middle school, you'd think the entrance exam would be impossibly hard. But here I was at the school gates with a gleam in my eyes. First things first,

"Gym 2" I whispered repeatedly as I left the main courtyard in search of the second gym. Reaching it, I peaked in and was happy to see that I wasn't too late to take the test for getting on the team.

꧁ ☽︎---- Small Time Skip ----☾︎ ꧂

"If your name is called, go stand in front of your string coach." The man shouted so we could all hear. I waited, and waited, and waited.

"3rd String" And then name after name, but none of them were mine, luckily. I felt bad for breathing the sigh of relief that i did.

"2nd String" Not my name, not my name, not my name. I watch the other players drain from the main square quickly until there were only 4 others and me.

"Now, moving on to the first string." Wait what-? Did he just say-

"Number 8, Daiki Aomine"

"Number 11, Shintaro Midorima"

"Number 23, Atsushi Murasaikibara"

"Number 29, Seijuro Akashi"

"Number 113, L/N Y/N" As he called my name and confirmed I hadn't been skipped while reading through the other strings, I was just staring off. Stunned didnt even begin to describe my emotions. The other 4 looked so cool and I just sorta stood there like I was made of stone.

"That is all." The man said dismissively, and it brought me back from my thoughts. I looked at the other 4 first string players. They all radiated pure power, how the hell was I on the same string as them??

I had to clear away my shock as we were called over to go to the first string coach. It was brief introductions and I could feel myself subtly twitching between my excitement and terror. After the introductions, it was time to go home.

꧁ ☽︎---- Several Day Time Skip ----☾︎ ꧂

In classes and basketball, I'd made friends with a blue haired boy named Kuroko Tetsuya. It was like we were a perfect match from day one. He was sweet and usually quiet, but not boring, and he genuinely listened. He cared in his own ways, and as I slowly learned about him, it made me feel warm inside. As for myself, I was similar, but far more talkative, to him at least. In school we both seemed to lack presence, me mostly because I was struck absolutely wordless whenever around too many strangers. Oh the woes of social anxiety.

"Would you like to stay after to practice with me?" Kuroko suddenly asked. "Mhm!" I nodded happily, and earned a sweet ghost of a smile from him. Despite him being in the 3rd string and me being in the 1st, I wasn't all that better than him on the court, and that had been well proven during our practices. So we could both use the extra work.

꧁ ☽︎---- Skip to After School ----☾︎ ꧂

"Kurokooooooooo" I wailed from the floor. This boy had endless stamina I swear. He walked over to me and squatted with his knees together, a sweet little laugh coming from his lips.

"Tired already?" He asked, helping me up and walking with me to the wall where our stuff was. I was about to ask Kuroko something when Aomine popped in, he looked around and seemed to not see us, which made him look paler than usual. Kuroko silently got up and poked his back, causing Aomine to scream, jump, and then kneel in terror.

"I ain't afraid of no ghosts-" he repeated 4 or 5 times before Kuroko cut in.

"Uhm, excuse me? Wait.. Aomine-san?" Kuroko asked, between me and Kuroko going ghost on Aomine and Aomine's scream, I couldn't help but laugh happily, drawing the two's attention to me. I got up as my laugh faded naturally, and helped up Aomine.

He explained that he'd been told of a basketball playing ghost by our manager Momoi and that he'd come to challenge him. This caused a small laugh from me.

"So Aomine-san is afraid of ghosts but you wanted to challenge one?" I teased him, much to his displeasure.

"We were just staying late to practice" Kuroko mumbles, while Aomine began to dribble his ball.

"Impressive, I can't think of many guys on the first string that would put in that much effort." Aomine said, as if I wasnt there. I didn't mind much though, he was right. Our teammates all seemed less than enthused about putting in too much effort into the game they seemed to love.

I let my thoughts drift me off, allowing Kuroko and Aomine to talk before I snapped back and jogged over to my bag. I had wanted to shower here before heading home, and I just now remembered to check the time, so I cut into their conversation, knowing if I needed to be part of the conversation that Kuroko could speak for me.

"Kuroko, I'm going to head to the showers and then go, it's late so you two should lock up the gym soon" I said, grabbing my bag and hurrying to the locker room. I took a quick shower, and was soon heading out of the gym with Aomine and Kuroko.

"Wait wait, Aomine, I need one thing." I said suddenly, my expression oddly serious. He nodded and walked back to me a bit. He obviously wasn't expecting me to suddenly break into a grin and shake my wet hair, splashing him with water. Within seconds I was cackling into the night sky and sprinting for my life away from Aomine, who looked like he would kill me.

Kuroko had a smile on his face as I just barely kept out of Aomine's reach, but kept us both near Kuroko. The chase ended with me accidentally catching a curb and falling flat on my face onto the sidewalk. Kuroko was quick to my side, and Aomine caught up to me soon after, but I just flipped over and laid on the concrete sidewalk.

My face hurt and was definitely scraped, as were my hands, but I was a mess of pants for air and happy laughter. Aomine joined in, and soon so did Kuroko. We all felt so happy, a ruckus of laughter from the three of us.

꧁ ☽︎---- End of Chapter ----☾︎ ꧂

This is my first fanfiction in such a long time, and one of my very first xreader stories.
Thank you for taking the time to read this story!!

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