kuroko no basket oneshots

k i s e

another birthday special for Vlattae i <3 u (ew it looks like a scrotum) (and bitch what the fuc i thought kise was mine)

HI DEA IM SORRY I NEVER GOT TO FINISH IT ILL JUST DEDICATE A TAE FF FOR U I LUV U

"deacchi! you said you wanted to go to that concert yesterday, right?" i looked up from my phone before raising an eyebrow at my childhood friend kise. "what concert?" i asked before scrollig down my instagram feed, double-tapping the pictures of bts in their puma signing event.

"what do you call this? bts isn't it?" he wondered out loud as i threw a pillow at him. "yes. what is up with my babies?" i asked him and he pulled out two tickets from his pockets. "I GOT TWO VIP TICKETS FOR US!" he yelled, ecstatic, as i jumped up and down. "holy shit! no way!" i exclaimed before hugging him.

"how the fuck did you get these? the tickets are all sold out!" i furrowed my eyebrows befor ehe smiled sheepishly at me. "well i managed to pull some strings for your birthday sooo." he said, chuckling in embarassment. "oh my god. thank you so much! best gift ever!" i yelled triumphantly. i saw him smile and then pouted. "why?" i asked, tip toe-ing to meet his gaze. damn this boy, too tall for his own good.

"you won't give me a hug?" he pulled his lips into a perfect pout and drooped his eyes. "oh god," i muttered before wrapping my arms around him. he gleefully accepted my hug and pulled me up, spinning me around. then, he pulled me down, let go of the hug and made a face at me. "dea, stop sitting on your bed all day long, you're heavy." he scrunched his face at me. at first, i felt the urge to slap him. this kid. but then his face contorted into this smile and we laughed.

"but really, thank you. i've always wanted to attend one of their concerts." i smiled genuinely at kise as he nodded at me. "i try." he said before throwing a pillow at me and sleeping on my bed.

day of the concert
-i will let bts sing whatever the fuck they want because we're doing this my way-

"holy shit," i put a hand over my mouth as this was really happening. the stage was just in my arm's reach, and if i were only five feet taller, i might be able to meet the torso of any member. "this is happening!" i shrieked, my body turning into jello. "calm down." kise chuckled next to me and i wolf-whistled. "why?" he cocked his hesd to the side.

"now i noticed it." i said to him and he smirked, cocky at me, raising his eyebrows. "well dea, you said we should try dressing like koreans. i just listened to you." i nodded, but still dumbfounded. here i was in a nice outfit with makeup inspired from koreans, but kise looked godly. being anmodel had its perks. he was wearing a button-up similar to taehyung's spring day one, and tight pants which reminded me of the pants the boys usually wore. his makeup was perfect like usual, imitating the boys' usual ones.

"wow. i try so hard to impress you and the time you notice is when we're in the concert grounds, mildly dark." he said, sarcastic, as i punched his arm playfully. he winced.

as i looked around the concert grounds, i couldn't help but clutch on my shirt tightly. everyone had the same feel—excitement coursing through their veins and happiness fixed on their faces. i couldn't help but feel the same. i would be breathing the same air as the other seven boys.

the arena gradually darkened and the countdown for their appearance started. i started screaming when they were in ten.

"ten!"

"nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

"six!"

"five!"

"four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"ONE!"

lights went out and all lights remaining where radiating from our bulbs. the stage lit and seven boys were there. the first notes of DNA blaring as they started their choreography. "oh my god!" i yelled. but seeing as people were screeching and crying too, my voice was inaudible. "you alright?" kise asked as he saw me turning into jelly. "no!" i yelled before screaming the lyrics with taehyung's vocals.

he started singing his lines, doing his choreography but going to the sides. he was right in front, front and center, sending hearts to the crowd. "i could die happy." i muttered. then, the taekook duet started and both were dancing in the middle. i couldn't breathe properly by then.

and that schreeching, then melting into a jelly, then unstable breathing repeated itself for the whole duration of the blessed concert.

"i'm so happy to have come with you!" kise exclaimed, hugging me, as the boys started singing boy in luv. i sang the lyrics with pride, especially when my bias' part was on. "hey, what does this song mean?" kise asked again. in the concert, kise has asked me what dna, blood sweat and tears, war of hormone and just one day meant. now, he was asking what boy in luv was about.

"the song's title is boy in luv, so basi—"

"oh? boy in luv?" kise wagged his eyebrows at me and i raised an eyebrow. "just like me!" he hugged me as i tried to wiggle out of his grasp as jin was already singing his lines and i had to support him. this precious boy needed more lines!

"w-wait what?" i asked as i realized what he said. "nothing." he put his mouth into a fine line before focusing on the stage.

"that's nice," i heard kise mutter as jimin was in the middle. he was probably gushing about jimin's outfit and makeup. no doubt his favorite would be jimin.