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Good Morning Call
The weekend flies by, and before I knew it, it was Monday. Ah.
My alarm on my phone went off, and I instantaneously turn it off with irritation, seeing it's time to get up. I sob silently.
The majority of Sunday consisted of TV and food shopping; of course, the grumpy git wouldn't get off of the sofa, honestly it's hard to believe he's a sport prodigy when he's the laziest person I've ever met- even moreso than me!
So therefore, I went out and the nearest supermarket market was only about 10 minutes away. I got basically microwavable food, pasta, milk, tea bags, salad and cake. Yes, cake.
He wasn't too happy with it.
[Flashback]
"What the fuck is this?" Aomine groans, scowling as he looks through the very recently stocked fridge.
"It's exactly what it looks like." I state unemotionally, boiling the kettle to make myself a cup of tea, comically pushing him aside to grab the milk out of the fridge. "Oh, and language-"
"Where's the fucks all the meat and teriyaki burgers?!"
"Firstly, Ahomine, I don't recall you asking for what you'd like. And secondly, language-"
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He howls, shooting daggers at me from across the kitchen, scowling. If looks could kill, I should have eaten that cake earlier.
"Why don't you go out and get it yourself, then, Aomine? But stop moping like a child, I'll get some... next time." I hesitate, pouting and poor the boiled water in my kitty tea cup.
"Whatever. And what's with the microwaveable meals? Can't you cook, Yukimura?"
"Um." I hum, sipping my tea, ignoring the question.
"Oh my god." Muttering curses under his breath, he sighs loudly in distress. "You're useless."
"Tell me that when you pick you're ass up off of the couch."
[End of Flashback]
We get along like bread and butter, as you can tell.
Picking my towels up, I walk over to the bathroom, rubbing my eyes along the way to adjust to the brightness of the livingroom, the early suns light penetrative against the walls of the appartment.
I turn the shower on, undress, and my lips curve upwards with the pleasure of the hot water trickling down my skin. I sigh in relief; I step out of the shower a while later, wrapping a small white towel around my hair and a larger one to cover my body that stops around my thighs.
Let's hope that perverts still asleep...
After brushing my teeth, I open the door slightly: I peak my purple orbs through the gap, trying to see beyond the corner but the hallway wall is in the way. I shrug, taking my chances.
I slide past, my feet only taking a few steps before a low, sharp tone crawls across my skin.
"Ohh. That towel's short."
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Aomine Daiki x Oc〈Kuroko No Basuke | Good Morning Call〉
FanfictionArden Yukimura and Daiki Aomine fall into an apartment scam when they both move out for High School. They can't afford the double rent, so they're cornered into living together. No one can find out. But is this basketball prodigy all that he's belie...
