You walked up to the apartment, but paused as you noticed the package outside your door. The brown box was soggy around the corners, and creased in many areas. Mailmen could be so inconsiderate sometimes.
Grabbing the container, you managed to get in the apartment that you shared with your boyfriend. The struggle to get into the house was intense, and there were times where you thought the door was going to win the fight, but you were not called a genius for nothing. You dedicated the fight to your strong elbows.
Inside the box, however, was something that made you forget all about your unnatural elbow strength. A mottled kitten was perched in the box, and it was only then that you berated yourself for bringing an unsealed and mysterious package into the apartment.
Mewls filled the air as the kitten tried to leap out of the confining prison. A few seconds later, it looked to you and gave its version of puppy-dog eyes.
And, shit, how it worked.
The kitten, upon closer look, was a male, and had a body of fur composed of grey, except for a series of black and white spots near the scruff of his neck. He reeled of onions, so you decided to set a bath.
***
"Well, looks like its gonna be you versus me," your eyes glared at the kittens large, doe-like ones. A hiss followed your comment.
"Look, I know you don't like baths- we established that when you tried to scratch my eye out- but you smell terrible, and all I can do is give you a bath. I'm not ready to drown you in Febreeze." The cat squirmed in your vigilant hold.
"Okay, we're going to do this nicely. Just give me-" the cat lunged towards you and you screeched in surprise. He ran out. "- screw that, I'll drown you in the spray even if it's the last thing I do!"
***
Aomine unlocked the door, expecting the fragrant smell of stir fry to fill the air. You had promised to make it in the morning, and that'd been powering him through the day. He'd endured bitchy co-workers, cranky kids, and bird poop all day, and he was ready for a bit of peace and happiness with his favourite person in the world.
He was not ready, however, to open the door and see you bawling your eyes out while watching The Lion King. A few couch cushions were misplaced, but that was ignored to pay attention the the scratches and ruined curtains adorning the windows. That and the overturned coffee table.
A bandage covered your right cheek, and a small ball of fur could be seen snuggled in your lap.
"What...the fuck?" Aomine stood in shock by the door. He wasn't sure what was going to happen if he stepped inside. Would something attack him? The basketball player wasn't ready to die so soon.
"Daiki! Meet Mufasa the Second!" You raised the cat like Rafiki did with Simba, and Aomine still had no clue what to do.
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