Pairing: (Anti) Aomine x Kuroko/Kiyohi
A/N: Inspiration- "Say Something (I'm Giving Up On You)" by A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera.
I also don't own KnB. Because if I do, then there will be a lot more frick frack happening.
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"Heavy hearts,
Like heavy clouds in the sky,
Are best relieved by the letting of a little water."
Christopher Morley
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"Say something." Kuroko fidgeted in his seat, waiting for the person across from him to bring up a conversation. The two had only been eating together for five minutes, though he had been waiting for half an hour. The cereal was already soggy. "Hey Ao-,"
"Oh, shit," the alarm on Aomine's phone started to ring. "Sorry, I'm late for work, Tetsu." He pressed his lips against Kuroko's forehead. "I'll text ya later during my lunch break. See ya," he grinned before walking out the door.
Kuroko exhaled a shaky breath, disappointed once again. He stood up, walked over to the window and moved the drapes to the side. He watched quietly as his boyfriend of two years got into his car and placed a siren on the roof of his car. It was a usual routine whenever he was late to work and wanted to beat traffic. For some reason he never got caught, but it was probably just luck. Kuroko couldn't place the amount of times he got a call asking to confirm if Aomine left their flat early. Each time, Kuroko lied for him. Each lie tasted worse than the one before. He wanted it to stop, but every morning ended up being a repeat of the last. Aomine would just tell him he'll get up, but doesn't leave the bed for another thirty minutes.
Just another lie he had to add to the list.
The day passed by quickly and Kuroko found himself sighing a lot. "Why don't the two of you sleep together?" His best friend Himuro asked as they ate lunch in the library's lounge. The two had the small room to themselves since the doors were closed. The two of them were librarians for the city's main library. There were others, but they were the only ones currently on shift. The other staff workers were just assistants and internships.
"We used to..." Kuroko sighed. "Since he works all day, he ends up coming home exhausted. Sometimes I would wake up on the edge."
"That's a sign of a bad relationship." Himuro stated, remembering from a magazine a visitor left on a table.
"I know that, Himuro-kun." Kuroko continued to eat his sandwich. If even he noticed, then he really needed to fix things between the two of them. He glanced at his phone, remembering Aomine's promise to text him. Their lunches were at different times, but Aomine should have been done with his by now.
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It was already eight in the evening and he didn't receive any messages or missed calls from the tanned idiot. He was starting to worried that he got into an accident or something. "Please don't go to voicemail...please," Kuroko pleaded in his head as he waited for the stoplight to tell him to cross the street.
His call went straight to voicemail, his boyfriend's message repeating after five calls, "This is Aomine Daiki, don't leave a message after the beep."
Kuroko waited for the beep to leave a message anyway, "Aomine-kun...Call me." He didn't leave a message the first couple of times since he figured it wouldn't be listened to it anyway. The signal finally turned on, giving him the okay to cross. He decided to call another number, one he would always end up calling if the idiot didn't answer.
