KnB One Shots!

-Aomine-

-AN-

Title: Nightmare.

Heyyyo. #MeFinallyStrayingFromTheAddictingClaspsOfOnePiece. Teh, thank you all for checking this story out!

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You couldn't believe it. What you just saw, right in front of you. Clear as day. Your heart stopped in your chest, and you felt vomit rise in your throat. You knew he had high-standards for himself, but... This? This was a new low.

The second he noticed your presence, he tore his lips away from hers, and stared at you with the horrified eyes that only someone caught doing something they shouldn't be possessed.

"(Name), this isn't-! It's not-!"

"Not what it looks like?"

You cut him off bitterly, tears brimming in your (e/c) eyes, and fists clenching until your knuckles hurt. You didn't know what hurt more. The fact he'd kissed another girl, or maybe even more without your knowledge... Or the fact it was Momoi fucking Satsuki, your best friend, he'd done it with. The girl he'd assured you so many times was, "just an old friend."

The pink-haired girl couldn't look any more ashamed, her bright, candy-coloured eyes trained hard on the floor. Aomine's adams apple bobbed anxiously as he swallowed thickly, his heart bearing a weight so heavy, he felt his entire being drag down with it.

"I hope you're happy with your choice, Aomine..."

You spat venomously, referring to him by his last name for the first time in months. Then, you turned, and began to run away.

"(Name)!"

Aomine called after you. But you just ignored his helpless cries, and kept running.

"(Name)!"

"(Name)!"

"(NAME)!"

You woke with a sudden jolt, a familiar voice calling out to you as you did. Your eyes immediately began to sting, and the cool breeze of the night informed you of moisture running down your cheeks.

Blinking to adjust your blurry vision, you cast your eyes up to the figure above you. And you were met with the concerned face of your boyfriend, Aomine Daiki. The nightmare you'd awoken from quickly returned to you, and you gasped, tears increasing tenfold.

"D-Daiki..." You hiccuped, and suddenly, you were pulled upright into the tight embrace of the navy-haired teen. You were quick to return the gesture, sobbing into the crook of his neck. The awful thoughts of him leaving you came unbidden, and your chest began to feel heavy.

"Talk to me, baby..."

He murmured softly, large, bronzed hands smoothing over your back in a way which was uncharacteristically gentle, compared to the way he used them to handle a basketball. You sucked in a deep, shaky breath, not wanting to worry your boyfriend more than he already was.

When you tipped your head to see his face, his heart sank at the appearance of you. Flushed, puffy cheeks were streaked with tears which spilled from blood-shot eyes. Your (h/c) hair stuck to your damp face, lower lip quivering through the strain of contained sobs.

"You... You- hic- kissed M-Momoi-"

You choked out, and his eyes widened.

"Oh, shit, babe, no, come here,"

He pulled you even closer, if such was possible, and tightened his grip around you. It was almost suffocatingly hard, but right now, you couldn't care less. You were just happy for the gesture. His hand shifted to glide through your hair, knowing the action to relax you greatly.

"(Name)... Momoi and I, we go way back... She's like a sister to me, I'd never do that..."

He reassured softly, his voice hitting low, severe tones you'd never have thought him capable of.

"Promise...?"

You squeaked out, desperate for as much solace as you could get. It was then he pulled back to look into your eyes, and the bright blue irises he owned seemed to burn with a passion akin to what you'd seen when he entered the ZONE.

"I swear."

You gazed up into those dark hues for a while, before a small smile etched into the plush seam of your lips. You nodded, and leaned up, capturing the boys own lips in a gratifying kiss; which he sighed, relieved, into.

Once you pulled away, he returned both your bodies to the horizontal position on the bed. You tucked your head under his chin, closing your eyes, squirming as close to your boyfriend as you possibly could. He murmured something into the soft locks of your hair, which sounded faintly like, "I love you," but Aomine had always been quite a shy boy when it came to saying those three words, so you couldn't be sure.

Whether or not you actually heard what you thought you did, you smiled, content in his warmth, and whispered the same three words back.