-αѕѕιᴅυιту- [Midorima x Reader] {Kuroko no Basket}

♧Confession Five♧

It's been two days since the big shock. 

Monday morning comes around and Midorima Shintarou is at a loss for words. He's never been a many of many words; so to others, nothing much has changed. However, in his mind, there's a war going on with explosions and unstrung sentences all muddled together. 

He's a mess coming into the school. Takao, on the other hand, is bright and normal. His demeanor doesn't change in the slightest when he greets Midorima. "Yo, Shin-chan! Did you do the homework?? I totally forgot to." 

The boy reaches in his bag and lays out a weekend's worth of work. There's nothing else in those gray optics except mundane desperation. Nothing about the big reveal this weekend.

"Takao..." Midorima says in a warning tone. He's not here to play games, but clearly, the ravenette is all about these games.

"I was too busy hanging out with [Name]-chan," Takao offhandedly continues. He takes a pencil out of his bag and begins to furiously fill in answers. "It was so much fun that I forgot all about this homework."

There goes his heart again. It's a firm squeeze of annoyance, mixed with a surge of boiling anger. He can't quite define it, but he knows he hates the sensation. 

"Stop talking about her," he instructs with a coldness he hadn't used in a while. 

"Why? Don't you care what I do with her?" Takao hums innocently though there isn't anything innocent about his expression. 

Midorima can tell that Takao was fishing for something, but the stubbornness of a Cancer is near impenetrable. "I don't care--"

"Good! I invited her for a date tomorrow after school," Takao chirps, acting as if he expected that answer.

And man, did he walk himself into that one.

[____]

"Cancer has the most luck today! Your future will be set for life! Recommended item for the day: floss."

The T.V. shuts off and Midorima rushes into the bathroom cabinet for his lucky item. Prepared and well fed, he ventures out of his house and into the cruel world. 

The day speeds by fast as the anticipation of the afternoon clogs his nerves. He didn't want you to go on a date with Takao. You had already promised to love and marry him ever since you two met. Although it was preposterous, you were wholly committed to him. The idea of you breaking that promise had him at wit's end. Sure, he didn't officially acknowledge you as his (wife) girlfriend but you were connected to him through the many lunch (dates) appointments you both attended. 

You guys bonded. Why were you now wandering over to Takao?

Wanting answers, he ultimately decided to follow the both of you on your "date". As soon as the bell had rung to signal the end of school, he strapped on his bag and marched away into battle.

And if Takao has any indication of his stalker, he doesn't show it. Guiding Midorima towards the subway station, he trails along the path merrily with you in tow. There's a small smile adorning your features, and you laugh whenever he states a cringe-worthy joke. The atmosphere between you two makes the whole couple thing believable which causes a sense of worry to wash over him.

The rest of the evening continues with a few stops at the thrift shops and ends at a local cafe. Takao appears to be treating you to a delicious crepe, forcing his way into your heart with food. It's working as shown by your glossy optics and large smile. You're overjoyed, an expression shown only to him whenever he gave you a sliver of attention.

The sinking feeling of betrayal shoots an arrow to his heart. Love has never been something he wanted to think about, having only known basketball and school. Yet, there was something in his brain awakening the moment you confessed.

Why he would ever fall for someone as bold as you was beyond comprehension. But he wanted you. He loved you.

And the moment he spots Takao leaning in for a kiss, all inhibition goes out the window.