Aomine Daiki's Infatuation. - Aomine X Reader.

Where's he going?

A face of rose and bewilderment mirrored me, the increasing hue of pink rising in temperature on the apples of both parties cheeks.

"You're something else." he says, as bronze arms wrap somewhat roughly around my neck as I'm pulled into the muscular chest of Aomine. I think he wanted to hide the embarrassment

I didn't raise my head from it's position on his clothed chest, partially due to my flustered appearance, and partially due to the serenity of his heartbeat penetrating my ears, it was like a lullaby, and moments later, it had sent me to sleep.

Awakening to the cushions of the sofa and the almost inaudible gruff voice of Aomine, I could only just make out the conversation he seemingly was having over the phone from the hall.

"Oi, Momoi. I need a favour..." Aomine's voice wavers as I slip in and out of consciousness as I come to. His footsteps gradually become more prominent as he gets closer to the room, entering and noticing my (e/c) eyes agape, he spoke

"Sleep well?" He asked through a stretch. "I did, thanks to you." Replying shortly and giving him a smile. "I know, did you know you spoke in your sleep?" My eyes began widening..."what did I say?" The pumping of my heart became all the more noticeable, really, I hope nothing embarrassing was said. "Wouldn't you like to know." That infamous smirk played at his lips as memories of them running shivers through my body resurface. "Hey, so, I need to go out for a bit, you'll be alright on you're own for a while, right?" Oblivious as to where he was heading, I responded with a "Yeah, of course, will you be coming back later?" I ask as he chuckled, winked and said "we'll see, I'll let you know." Playfully sticking his tongue out at me before exiting the front entrance.