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THE BASKETBALL WHICH KUROKO PLAYS
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"Kurokocchi~!" Kise calls, wildly waving his hand. "See? See?" he exclaims, flinging his arms around Kuroko in a manner reminiscent of Momoi, "This place is really close to your apartment, isn't it Kurokocchi?"
"Yes, it is," Kuroko simply replies, shrugging Kise's arms off his shoulders - he cannot understand the rest of the world's obsession with treating him like a stuffed animal! - before sweeping a gaze around the lobby. "So is your photoshoot going to be inside or outside?"
"Outside," Kise replies cheerily, before taking Kuroko's hand and dragging him in the direction of the elevator, "C'mon, the shoot doesn't start yet, I wanted to show you the inside of the dressing room they gave me!" In any other instance, Kuroko would've tensed up and probably somehow managed to squirm out with a polite but firm rejection. But in this case, he reminds himself how hard Kise must've worked in his game with Aomine - the skill it must take to be able to challenge someone who was, in many respects, a God of yours.
So he sighs and allows himself to be dragged into the empty elevator with a giggling Kise, allows Kise to hold hands with him and smiles when the other laughs, pressing some floor number or another.
"Here, see?" Kise motions, sliding in his card-key into the suite room of the floor. "It's so spacious! This company is really desperate for the female demographic, my manager told me~" he playfully confides in his ex-teammate, opening the minibar to extract two cans of soda. "Here," he passes one to Kuroko, popping open the top of his own, "It's so troublesome multitasking you know? I used to think that I could do everything well, but then Kurokocchi and Kagamicchi and Aominecchi..." he trails off, laughing a bit, before taking a sip of the drink.
"Kise-kun does everything well already," Kuroko plainly replies, sitting down in one of the elaborate lounges of the suite and taking a drink of his own soda.
"Not well enough apparently," Kise bitterly replies, brushing away a few stray golden-blonde hairs from his face. "I mean, first I lose to Kurokocchi, and then I lose to Aominecchi! I know I'm supposed to be the weakest member of the Generation of Miracles, but I honestly thought..."
"Kise-kun - " Kuroko attempts to remedy.
"Kurokocchi," Kise cuts the other off, putting down his soda and walking over to where Kuroko was sitting. He stands, towering over more than normal, and searches Kuroko's eyes for any trace of emotion - acknowledgement. They're blue as blue as blue (he didn't ever think it to be a heartbreaking color) - unreachable like the sky, in a sense. "I - " he starts, and then remembers what he actually wanted, and literally feels a piece of his steadily-controlled façade break away.
Like anyone would, Kuroko's entire body tenses up when he sees Kise sink to his knees, so that Kuroko is now the taller one. Even though his mind is registering the situation, his body cannot actually move, even while Kise's arms move to slowly loop their away around Kuroko's midsection, wrapped in a deceptively loose manner.
"Kurokocchi," Kise murmurs, settling his head in the other's lap; pressing his cheek to the other's clothed thigh, "You know, if I had beaten Aominecchi, then I would've asked you to come to Kaijou and be my light?"
"I - I would have politely declined again," Kuroko easily replies.
"Yeah, I know," Kise mumbles, choosing to release Kuroko from his hold, repositioning his arms to rest on top of Kuroko's legs, right below his own head. "But I would've asked anyways, because... Kurokocchi, you..." and right when Kuroko is about to convince himself to calm down and start breathing and relax (because it's Kise-kun and he might be strange at times but he would never - ), Kise seizes his hand in an uncharacteristic vicegrip, planting a kiss on the wrist that is more teeth than lip.
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