Kuroko no Basket (Various X Reader)[UNDER EDITING]

Scream My Name (Kise Ryota X Reader) LEMON AU

Akira's Note: So I have to repost this again because fucking wattpad only posted the text message of this fucking one-shot.

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT . BOXES OF TISSUES WILL BE NEEDED IN THIS CHAPTER TO AVOID FATAL NOSEBLEED ! IF YOU DON'T LIKE , I SUGGEST YOU NOT TO READ ANY FURTHER !

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To: (First Name)

From: (Best Friend's Name)

(First Name)! Where the hell are you? I called your house so many times and no one's answering! Why aren't you answering, girl?

To: (Best Friend's Name)

From: (First Name)

Pipe the fuck down girl! I'm only hanging out at the bar downtown. Don't you worry, your little girl won't be in trouble, just save that when I got a fight with a bitch.

You clicked your cellphone shut and sighed, rubbing your aching temples. Your bestfriend always go on rampage whenever your not at home and instead, hanging out at the bar downtown. She always got all hyped and went on and on about how you should bring someone with you. But what if you don't want to bring anyone?

I can take care of myself, so yeah, thanks!

"Is the young woman having a tough night?" A stranger voice resonated from behind you. Putting your glass on the table you sighed and rolled your eyes before turning around on your seat, ready to come face to face with an old perverted man or a perverted thug. Instead, your were kindly greeted by a pair of yellow eyes.

His long medium hair were like the sun; yellow. He looked pretty sturdy, considering his long eyelashes and height as the man standing before you were tall.. Both of his hands were all tucked into his pockets. You took a glance at his clothes and recognize what seemed to be a kind of clothes a model could only wear. And he didn't seem to be type of guy who would flirt to you before dragging you to his bed. No, because he actually looked like a type of guy who's really and honestly concerned about you.

You wished you could stare at his face like in forever but, you remembered that he had asked you a question. So to not look any more weirder, you cleared you throat awkwardly and turned back onto your seat. "Yeah, kind of. But its no big deal.." He nodded and sat on the free seat on your left side.

"Feel like talking about it, girl?" Nonetheless, you looked at him from the corner of your eye and smirked.

"You really want to heard about my life problems, don't you?" He smiled and nodded slowly. He had a small and innocent look in his eyes which you could not just ignore.

"Okay then. Here it goes."

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"...and that's why I ended up going here tonight. To get my mind clear of all those things."

During your little chat with him, you had learned that his name was Kise Ryota and that he's on a leave on his work as a professional model to unwind and relax even for just one week, which concludes to be the reason that he is also in the bar tonight. He had an older sister, and he was currently single. Kise was currently staring at you as if there is a goddess in front of him, so much concentrated, his chin in the palm of his hands as he leaned a bit forward.

"Wow, you've gone through a lot these last few days. No wonder you look so tired. Poor girl." a blush crept into your cheeks and you chuckled a bit.

"It's fine,I'm used to this king of lifestyle anyway." You both shared a quick laugh before sighing deeply in synchronization.

And cue the awkward silence.