NOTE: (y/ln)=your last name
(y/fn)=your first name
(y/a)=your age
(y/hl)=your hair length
(y/hc)=your hair color
(y/ec)=your eye color
(y/fc)=your favorite color
(y/sc)=your skin color
(y/ff)=your favorite food
(y/fo)=your favorite outfit
(y/fa)=your favorite animal
(y/ffu)=your favorite fruit
(y/fm)=your favorite movie
(y/fd)=your favorite drink
(y/fs)=your favorite sweet
*for story purposes you have a body type that Aomine would love... Even though you are beautiful already*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MONTH THREE THE FINAL MONTH:
Tōō had yet another practice match coming up this week and Daiki was attending his first and only practice before the game.
Aomine was participating in a shooting exercise as (y/fn) played with a basketball on the substitute bench.
You sat there desperately trying to train the ball to spin on your index finger.
"Stay," you ordered the ball.
However it rolled off for the 50th plus time.
"Stay!"
This time the ball sat there for a few more seconds than the last one.
It managed to spin a bit before slipping off the pedestal your finger created.
While you were distracted Aomine had finished up his shooting practice and was watching you from a distance.
He smirked at each of your failures. Your brows would furrow as you'd concentrate on the ball on your index finger.
Then a string of curses would come when the ball slipped off.
He observed you admirably. At first he thought it was cute. That was until you had an accident.
This time you finally got one, the ball was spinning effortlessly on your finger. Finally you had gotten it!
Your (y/ec) optics shimmered in excitement and accomplishment.
An angelic model smile spread across your face.
"I got it! I got it," you were secretly celebrating.
Then suddenly...
The ball became unhinged on your finger.
It slid from your finger and spun with force towards your face.
There was nothing you could do.
The ball smacked you in the face.
"WHAM!"
It hit you with such force that you flew backwards off the bench and off to the side. Your whole body flew back and you landed on the floor with a thud, your legs hung off the side of the bench. Your skirt flew up with the force so now the entire team had a view of your undergarments. The ball was now rolling somewhere away. Also, a particular blue berry was laughing hysterically at you.
"Holy shit (y/fn)," he laughed.
The entire team had turned their attention to the down girl.
Many of them blushing from the sight of your (any color) underwear.
Aomine approached you still laughing. You sat up rubbing your throbbing face.
"Daiki it's not funny!"
"It's hilarious!"
"Okay it's pretty funny- but, man my face hurts!!!"
Aomine stood beside you, sure to block the view of your underwear for his eyes only.
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