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

♧Confession Six♧

"TA. KA. O!"

Midorima enunciates every syllable, dipping them into glue and then in sharp daggers. Having called out the teen, he makes his presence known to the two of them and the entire cafe. The room becomes silent as their attention focuses on the enraged green-haired boy.

Takao is mildly shocked by Midorima's appearance, but it is you that is in absolute horror. Your drink, now spilled by your sudden jolt of surprise, colors your uniform and floor. Some is dribbling down your chin while your mouth is agape and eyes wide. 

"Midorima-senpai?!"

"What are you doing to her?" Midorima charges forward until he is standing in front of their table. It wasn't in his nature to be this confrontational, but he embraces the change, enough that he holds no regret in his direct attack.

Takao's initial shock is smoothed over with a cheeky smile and he responds with ease, "I was trying to end our date in a happy note!"

"DATE?" you screech while whipping your head around to face him, your body twitching in panic. "THIS ISN'T A DATE!" 

Now he's confused. Fixing his glasses, he glances between the both of you. "What is it then, nanodayo?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, Shin-chan?" Takao's expression is painted with brazen confidence now, acting as if this was all part of his plan.

Yet you appear to be riddled with confusion, the implications Takao imposes now only causing more worry to bleed through. "But it's not a date! I'm just learning more about Midorima-senpai!"

He isn't keen on your answer, but there's a sense of relief upon knowing the basis of this rendezvous. "Why are you asking Takao when you can ask me?"

"Because... I didn't want to bother you." You stare down at your shoes with shame. "I'm sorry if this has caused any confusion."

"But what about that kiss?" Midorima blurts out.

Takao coughs awkwardly in his hand, grabbing the attention of the both of you."Weeeeeelll I kinda knew that you were here Shin-chan. You were so slow with [Name]-chan! It was depressing to see her chained to a guy who wasn't giving her affection!"

Midorima clenches his teeth, "This wasn't for you to get involved, Takao."

He raises his hand in submission, "I know, I know. But it's true that she'll get snatched up by someone else if you don't pay attention."

"Eh? Me?" You don't seem to believe Takao one bit.

"Yeah, you're pretty cute," Takao explains but stops when he feels Midorima's murderous aura. 

Midorima doesn't waste a single second romantically whisking you away. He shifts over to your side, grabs his lucky item of the day, and uses it to tie a string around your wrist to pull you along. "Let's go, [Name]."

You don't think twice about the floss around your wrist and obediently follow him out the cafe. It's a weird way to end the small tryst at the cafe, and it leaves the cafe patrons confused yet entertained.

Once you both make it down the silent streets of a neighborhood, Midorima stops walking to face you. He's quiet, his eyes narrowed with concentration as he tries to formulate the next few words. He truly didn't want to address his blatant disapproval of your afternoon with Takao, but tension will form and so will Takao's plans.

"You... like me." Though it comes off as a statement, you nod your head in response. He sighs and continues. "You're serious." Again, you nod. "Are you willing to mold yourself into a proper woman for me?" Another nod. "Do you respect your elders?" Another nod. "Your schoolwork?" Another nod. "Yourself?" Another nod.

He stops his questioning, and now it's your turn to speak up. "You're a respectable person, senpai... I admire you-- No... I love you. I only have marriage in mind; these thoughts aren't all that impure!"

"All that impure?" His glasses fog.

"I mean, we do have to produce children..."

He can feel his cheeks overheating. "If..." He lets out a shaky cough before continuing. "If you are ready for the challenges ahead, I suppose I can entertain the idea of you as my marriage candidate."

Your legs drop under your weight as you become overwhelmed with relief. Tears form and run down your blushing cheeks, "Thank you, senpai! You won't regret it!"

The smallest of smiles forms on his lips, and it's difficult for him to conceal it. "...I know I won't."

___[Extended Ending]___

"Eeeeh, is it normal for high school students to be talking about marriage candidates?" a bystander asks while talking on the phone. "No, right?"

The voice on the other side of the phone murmurs their answer while the bystander continues to watch a green-haired giant console a crying girl. 

"Yeah... High school kids are weird as hell these days."