Kuroko no Basket Randomness

Interfering Friend II Imayoshi x Reader

Walking into the club, you scanned the surroundings and looked to see who all was there. The blasting music pounded through your head, but it all seemed to dull when you saw him. His black hair gleamed in the light, and the mood lights made his glasses flash and shimmer.

Sitting on a chair you ordered a drink from the bartender, daintily sipping with one goal in your mind.

Him.

Not too long after your second drink, he plopped into a seat after smooth talking another poor, unsuspecting girl. He ordered a vodka on the rocks, and grinned when he saw your (H/C) hair falling to waves around you. It seemed to nicely compliment your (E/C) eyes, and they seemed to taunt him with his every move.

Seems like he found a new target.

"Wanna ditch this place? I'm Imayoshi Shōichi, and I know a great coffee shop nearby," he offered a hand for you to shake, and when you placed your hand in his larger one, he gripped yours and pulled you out of the seat. The force pulled you into him, making the tow of your chest to chest. Well, chest to torso.

"Come on, it's rude to not introduce yourself," he whispered with a visible smirk. "What a terrible first impression I have of you so far. I think you need to make it up to me."

Ah, he's this type of person. The annoying ones that you make you play hard to get. So much work. You thought hastily to yourself before extracting yourself from his grip and husky scent.

"It may be a bit too quiet to hear; let's go," you walked out passed the doors and ensured that he noticed the little bit of sway your added to your hips. It wasn't enough to call you desperate, but it could be considered a side effect of the drinks.

"My my, what a waste of a plan," he murmured before following after you.

***

"So what brought you to that nightmare of a nightclub?" You inquired, smiling at the wordplay that you used.

Imayoshi's lips curled up when he saw how excited you got after something so simple. The cold air clipped your cheeks and turned them a red hue that matched your frozen nose. Your hair blew back in the wind, and whether you realized it, you looked more and more like a supermodel with every passing minute.

"Actually, my girlfriend broke up with me a few weeks ago and she's been a pain. I needed a distraction," he said while shoving his stuff hands into his jean pockets. Imayoshi turned the corner and walked down the street. A coffee shop could be seen nestled into a cozy looking part of the street. The warm lights illuminated the are and had an inviting look.

"Well, good thing I'm here!" You exclaimed while running forward towards the shop. Despite wearing a crop top and pair of jeans that were meant for the club, you looked elegant and elated to see the place that Imayoshi had brought you to.

The bell jingled as the two of you entered the store. Glancing around, you  were awestruck by the sheer number of books that filled every nook and cranny of free space.

"Oi, Aomine! Two coffee's with cream and sugar on the side!" Imayoshi yelled into what seemed like emptiness. You found a table hidden by a set of Harry Potter books and crates of mints.

"Is there anyone here?" You tilted your head out of confusion while asking. Imayoshi looked constipated, but that was because of how cute you looked.

"There better be. My co-workers better have their act together or they're fired." The man looked composed, but you saw the pride when he dropped obvious hints that he owned the shop.