Kuroko's World (Completed)

Kikuro

|-𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕-|

He might have felt the need to breathe for a moment. Kise is a determined man. And whatever task he was given, it will always be done with satisfactory. Trapped in the endless obligation of being a fool for the society, he needs to breathe for a moment.

The blond was lost for a moment not knowing whether it was the light breeze that was coming in from the slight opening on the window or whether it was the pair of slender and porcelain arms that's currently clinging on his frame.

He doesn't have the slightest idea how did they end up in this predicament but it felt right. Whether it was him or the cyan-haired phantom giving him the form of intimacy, it felt right. Even if he's the one being hugged by the smaller teen, it doesn't give a weird feeling but instead he's being fond of it, badly. 

The copycat glanced around the room and remembered what happened. This petite bluenette was comforting him. Kise felt stupid on breaking out of character and even showed a slight susceptance to the phantom. He was expecting the bluenette to ridicule him but kuroko didn't do any of that.

"Kurokochi"

The phantom was comfortably holding him and doesn't seem to be waking up anytime soon. A gush of wind entered the room and kuroko scowled a bit before leaning more on the blond prince's chest, maybe to seek for warmth. He was breathing steadily as his chest made a gentle rising and falling. Due to moving around, his hair disheveled a bit and Kise brought his fingertips to brush of Kuroko's hair to the side.

The bluenette murmured on his chest and even though it was an audible sound, Kise has sensitive ears to hear more than enough of what the hero said. But, despite of his good hearing, he still want to hear more of the phantom's thoughts. From what was going on with his head to what's beating on his heart, Kise longed to hear every bit of it.

"Cold."

He heard the silent and almost non-existent complain from the younger man. As much as he want to be near the tealnette's hold, he have to close the windows to avoid further discomfort. He gently removed the slender pair of arms and he stood up to walk towards the window.

His feet collided with the stone floor and it was indeed cold. He hurriedly walked to close the slight opening of the window when a strong gush of wind that extended out the opening of the casement on the walls.

The moon illuminated the room with
a pale and beautiful luminescence. Kise looked back at the bed afraid that the cold startled Kuroko.

When he turned his head, he can't help but to stare deeper and deeper towards the object of the moon's illumination. Streak of beautiful night effulgence complimented the phantom's skin that was showing from his shoulder caused by the loosened clothing. The pillow and the wrinkled blankets further praised the sight of the delicate man sleeping on the bed as the quilt hugged his figures as he slowly moved a little.

Kise took a mouthful of air when he realized that he wasn't breathing as he stared more and more at the natural flaunt of extreme gorgeousness. He can't seem to remove his field of vision that was laid on the bluenette. It's too much for his heart and he's loving every bit of it. He noticed that Kuroko curled his toes as he hugged himself indicating a slight discomfort. It was cute. At this moment, Kise wants to commit blasphemy. This is illegal. Too much.

His slender hand gripped the window and finally decided to closed it even though his inner self was reluctant to do so. The moon seems to love the child as if the cosmic ball of reflecting light wants to hug and bring the wonderful creature to show him the endless sea of stars. The room finally darkened when the source of light was finally covered. Kise turned to return on the bed but he was left agape. Even without the moon, Kuroko seems to shine on his own. Kise looked at kuroko as if he hung the stars in the sky. The moon really did love this beautiful entity.