Kagami Taiga could tell you exactly how long he and Kuroko Tetsuya had been together (28 years, 3 months, and 8 days yesterday.)
He could tell you anything about Kuroko; his favorite color (green, ironically); his fears (heights, dying, giraffes, cooking done by any of Kagami's family--long story); how he liked to lay in bed (on his right on the left side of the bed); his preference on socks (ankle) -- anything.
He could tell you the exact moment he fell in love with him (in their second year of high school, when they won the summer tournament. Kuroko had cried--tears of joy, and relief. He had looked over and Kagami and smiled the brightest Kagami had ever seen him smile. The rest of the day after that was a blur of celebration, but he remembers laying in bed that night unable to get that grin out of his mind.)
He could tell you what each and every one of Kuroko's faces looked like, what it felt to see them. He could tell you about all the little things Kuroko did that made his heart thump and reminded him just how much he loved the blue haired man. He could tell you what it felt like to wake up every morning with Kuroko's warmth in his arms, Kuroko's breath on his neck and hands on his back, Kuroko's legs tangled with his.
He could tell you exactly how long he and Kuroko Tetsuya had been together (28 years, 3 months, and 8 days yesterday.)
He could tell you how many of those days he had spent tongue-tied over Kuroko (all of them).
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Fiksi PenggemarKuroko is tease, Kagami thinks, and it's completely irresistible.