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Takao and Midorima were in Midorima's room. Takao sprawled on the floor beside Midorima's bed, and Midorima were currently drying out his hair staring into his bathroom mirror. " Take a shower now, Takao." Midorima called. " Alright." He sighed." Let me borrow a pair of your pants." Midorima sighed, squinting over to his friend, due to his lack of glasses." Didn't you bring your own pair...?" " Nope. Didn't know I was going to need to shower..." Midorima's right eyebrow twitched." You're sleeping over, what makes you think you don't need to shower?!" Takao just shrugged." Just lend me a pair." Midorima sighed again." Fine. Get yourself

You didn't know why, but you enjoyed visiting your boyfriend, Aomine, everyday even though he was asleep half the time. Sometimes, he'd be awake—just barely—and you'd talk nonsense all night when his parents weren't home. And, yes, they almost never were. Sometimes, he'd even give you his clothes to wear. It was usually a pair of sweats and a baggy shirt. You didn't mind though. His clothes were comfortable. They'd always linger with the scent of him or his laundry detergent. Surprisingly, he never failed to smell really good even with how lazy he was on a daily basis. You'd wonder, once in awhile, if he ever took showers. Good t

"My dear [Name]." "Huh?" You looked up from your laptop screen, slightly tilting your head to the side. Akashi truly believed that this level of cute behavior should be illegal. Everything about you seemed to scream 'moe' and he really had to fight the urges of wanting to pin you down and bruise your slightly parted lips with a rough kiss. "Are you finished typing your essay?" he asked. You sighed loudly and rubbed your temples. "Eh, no. I still have five hundred words to go." "Maybe you should take a short break." Akashi leaned back against your headrest with his arms crossed over his chest, and a historical novel in his lap as he stare

hug. | adult!akashi seijuro x adult!gn!reader Akashi Seijuro had been overworking himself lately. It wasn't hard to tell; anyone with eyes could see the dark circles under his eyes, and the paleness of his face. Seijuro had been working his fingers to the bones, and yet, nothing he accomplished was ever good enough in the eyes of the head of the company, his father. It was clear to Seijuro that he would never attain the definition of perfect the older Akashi had, and that greatly distraught him. Seijuro wanted to be acknowledged for his achievements, as his own man, he doesn’t want to be known as someone who rode his parent’s coa

You were so tired, but you couldn't even sleep. Ugh. Damn it. You just wanted to call your boyfriend and have him talk to you until you fell asleep. He'd probably be pissed for weeks if you did, and he'd probably never let you live it down. But, you couldn't resist. Midorima Shintarou was so cute. So, after having a moment of thinking to yourself, you decided to take your cellphone from the bedside table and dial his number. After a few rings, he picked up from the other line. "If this is not important, I suggest you wait until tomorrow, [Name]." His deep voice was stoic and bitter as usual and you couldn't help but smile. "Wah! Wait, Sh

“What was it like to have a mother again?” Akashi pondered to himself as he tried to remember what it felt like to be loved by his mother. It has been years since his beloved mother passed away. Akashi walked down the hallways of Rakuzan, still trying to remember how it felt like. One thing he knew is that he misses his mother. You were jogging to get near Akashi which was quite hard since there were a lot of students blocking because it was lunch. Once you evaded everyone and got near the red head you pulled his arm, successfully getting his attention. “Ne! Ne! Sei-kun have you eaten lunch yet?” You asked him with b