swan_forest | Unrequited Love?

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Unrequited Love?

Kaijou and Seirin had just had their first practice match, which was shaping up to be a tradition of sorts. This time, Kaijou had gone to Seirin. The gym was nice, newer then Kaijou's but maybe not as big.

He was breathing heavily, but smiling broadly. It always felt good to play, even if it was just a practice match and they weren't going all out. After all, he wanted to keep some of his new tricks up his sleeves, just like he was sure Kagami and Kuroko were hiding some of their new tricks too. This year's match had ended in a draw. Better than last year's practice match, which had ended in Kaijou's loss by two points.

Just thinking about Kuroko made Kise look over to the Seirin team, focusing in on the smaller boy.

For awhile now Kise had realized that he had feelings for Kuroko. Kise had looked up to Kuroko for awhile, but it wasn't really until after the Winter Cup that Kise realized he was probably in love with Kuroko.

He took a towel that one of the first years offered him. "Thanks," he said absently. He scrubbed at his face, his thoughts racing. He had been thinking about Kuroko a lot lately, and seeing him only brought those thoughts back to the surface, only pushed aside when the game had begun. Now with the game over he couldn't focus. The warm glow in his chest that came whenever he thought about Kuroko was back with a vengeance.

The Kaijou team was gathering their things and getting ready to board the bus. He told the first year that he'd be along in a bit and began to head over to the Seirin team.

"Kurokocchi~" he called out. No time like the present, he thought. He didn't know if Kuroko would return his feelings, but he was hopeful. The time Kuroko had cheered him on while he went up against Haizaki stood out in his mind.

"Kurokocchi! You got a minute?"

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Kuroko squeezes his hand back, not at all minding being emotional support during their return.

"Kagami-kun is also a coward when it comes to spooky situations. Even more so than you, I think."

"Didn't you say he was scared of your dog?" That was a more common phobia because dogs could be BIG. Like, Murasakibara big.

As they get closer to the finish line, Kise lets go of Kuroko's hand. Kise didn't want questions from his teammates, the ones he was close to (aka, the other starters and those on the bench) had more or less put together what happened. Someone had called Kasamatsu to cheer him up. He didn't want them to see him holding Kuroko's hand and start asking questions.

But an arm around the shoulder wouldn't raise too many eyebrows. Especially since he had warmed up to more people than just the other starters. So he slings an arm around Kuroko's shoulders as they get to the finish line.

"Are we first?"

"He's terrified of Nigou." Which is a crime since the puppy is the cutest team mascot. "Nigou can surely sense his dislike and tries very hard to be his friend."

Kuroko doesn't think much of Kise's closeness - he was hugged often enough by the other boy, though he hadn't had to deal with it since before his confession...

Riko looks amused to see them return already and confirms that they are indeed first. She hands them an envelope - it holds two tickets to Wanwan Land, a newly opened dog-themed amusememt park. "Sorry, we could only afford two after sinking the budget into this camp," she laughs, "so figure out amongst yourselves who's the lucky one to use them for the perfect date."

"Poor Kagamicchi."

Kise automatically reaches and takes the tickets. "Kurokocchi can probably make better use of them than me," he said and then handed them the Kuroko. "He has a dog, and I get super busy with my job." And he can't think of anyone who would want to go. He can't imagine Akashi with a dog. He's a horse boy. Hmm...

He offers Riko and the managers a smile. The new Kaijou manager still blushes a little when he directs his charm at her, but she's slowly becoming immune.

Taking his arm off Kuroko's shoulders, he starts heading to the onsen. "C'mon, Kurokocchi. We should strategize how to make sure Momoicchi doesn't find out about this and invite herself on your date."

(He's very proud of himself saying that. And not sparking jealousy in himself.)

Kuroko's eyes do sparkle a bit at the idea of a dog-themed park when Kise passes him the ticket.

"Ah..." He looks slightly put out at the Momoi comment. "Though I wouldn't mind spending time with her, I wouldn't want to mislead Momoi-san..." He taps a finger against his chin as he trails after Kise. "Maybe I can give them to Kagami-kun. He can use it as an opportunity to conquer his fear."

"You could take him on the doggie date," Kise teased as they reached the men's changing room. Since they were the first ones back they were the only ones here. Kise grabbed one of the offered towels and went to a basket, beginning to strip. "It'd probably be good for him to have a friend with him."

He turned to look at Kuroko. "Why is he scared of dogs? Did one bite him as a child?"

He deposits the envelope into a basket of his own and proceeds to peel off his t-shirt, taking the time to fold it neatly.

"Hmm, I do recall him mentioning something to that effect. Perhaps it's also because of his namesake - inherently more of a cat person, maybe?"

Kise does a half-ass job when folding his clothes, but at least he's just not dumping it in there.

Kise opens his mouth to say something and is distracted by Kuroko's chest. Did he put on more muscle since last year?

"That kind of phobia can be hard to get over," Kise finally said and shuddered, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "I still freak out over worms because some other boy chased me with one when I was in kindergarten!" Granted, he wasn't running away in fear if he saw one. He just grimaces and is careful to step over them.

He turns back to his basket, pushing down his sweats, folding them half-heartedly before dropping them on top of his t-shirt. "Though dogs are much cuter than worms, so maybe it'll be easier for him because of that."

Edited 2022-12-26 09:22 (UTC)

Thanks for noticing, Kise! He has been very diligently adhering to their coach's training menu and his guns are the tiniest bit more impressive than last time.

"I didn't expect Kise-kun to be afraid of such a small creature." He isn't teasing, honest, but there is a touch of playfulness in his voice. Kuroko turns to look at Kise briefly, but then remembers he should probably not look while they're undressing... and moves to quickly finish stripping himself, wrapping a towel around his waist. Still curious, he wonders, "do snakes elicit the same reaction from you?"

"I think it's the slime," Kise said as he pushed down his underwear. As he has his back to Kuroko, he doesn't notice Kuroko turning towards him. He kicks his underwear into the basket and puts the towel over his shoulder. "Snakes I have no problems with. They're dry. Did I ever tell you I got to play with one during a photo shoot?" He turns and beams at Kuroko. "I was ten, and it was so much fun! The photographer just had a bunch of kids playing with animals for his art thing."

And speaking of modeling, Kise's form hasn't changed that much from last year. He's taller, but his muscle tone is the same. His agent doesn't want him to get too buff, so his weightlifting is different from the others, so he doesn't bulk up.

And because of modeling, Kise is totally comfortable just being naked. He's never done nude photography because he's still in high school, but he has modeled underwear.

"Want me to wash your back?" he offered.

A small smile graces his lips at Kise's enthusiasm over the snake. He always did seem to have the strangest stories and encounters through his modeling career. "I suppose that means you wouldn't be fond of snails or slugs."

His eyes briefly fall over Kise's body as he walks towards the showers, pointedly keeping them above the waist - as there was already plenty to be jealous of there. He idly deliberates what it'd be like to be blessed with such form on the court.

"If you'd like to," he hums as he takes a seat at a shower station. "I can return the favor as well."

It was best when he was younger. After hitting puberty and growing like a weed, things became a lot more serious, the photoshoots became less fun, but the gossip became juicier.

Kise gets on his knees behind Kuroko and pours some shower gel into his hand, working it into a foam before lathering it on Kuroko's back. Kuroko's body is fine as it is, he thinks. He knows Kuroko can be insecure about it because of how much he loves basketball and how his low stamina affects that.

He's very careful to keep his hands above Kuroko's waist and doesn't go past Kuroko's ear. "Hey, Kurokocchi? Can I ask you something personal?"

He starts on his own hair, shampoo bubbling up between baby blue locks.

"Depends on how personal."

"You said you thought you liked someone but realized you only felt admiration and a little bit of jealousy. Who was it?" Kise begins to lightly knead the muscles of Kuroko's shoulders before grabbing a wet cloth to start scrubbing.

He hums, melting a bit under his touch.

"Was it not obvious? I felt like I didn't hide my feelings very well back then."

A small clue as to when it happened.

"Aominecchi," Kise murmured. "I thought so. I had a little one on him too." Before he met Kuroko, Aomine got really mean.

Kise wants to wrap his arms around Kuroko, but being naked would lead to awkward situations. He's pretty sure Kuroko doesn't want to feel his dick, flaccid or not, pressed up against him.

"He is very handsome," he said conversationally as he finished scrubbing the other's back. He got the shower head and sprayed Kuroko's back until all the bubbles were gone. "Though, maybe not the most handsome. Akashi is probably the most traditionally handsome out of all of us." He smirks and gets on the stool next to Kuroko. "I'm the prettiest, of course."

"Yes, you are," he laughs as he shifts to move behind Kise. He lathers up his back, methodically scrubbing down it in circular motions. "Aomine-kun has a rough charm about him. It's cliche but, I think it was his basketball that captivated me."

"If I was being generous, I could say he was my first love." It feels weird to admit it to Kise of all people, but he might feel weird saying this to anyone. "I also had a small crush on Akashi-kun -- though even more so than Aomine-kun, they were probably very strong feelings of admiration."

It's probably good that Kuroko doesn't ask where he sits because Kise would answer that he is the cutest. And he might get punched with those new muscles. But even without his crush clouding his view, Kise could say Kuroko was a cute guy. If his low presence didn't cause people to overlook him, he'd have a lot more fans.

"Yeah, that's how I feel about Aominecchi too. I guess you could say he was my light too. Or maybe hero is more accurate." And something he needed to work on overcoming because he intended to win against him this year.

He hums as Kuroko washes back and starts to work on his hair, face, and chest, trying very hard not to think of a fantasy he once had that started like this. "Aominecchi's personality doesn't attract a lot of girls, especially the type he likes, though." He lets out a little laugh and looks over his shoulder. "He has more male admirers than girls, but Momoicchi can't figure out if it's romantic or hero-worship. Too bad for him."

Kise is correct; Kuroko would absolutely punch him for calling him cute. He's never thought much on his own attractiveness, not when people barely paid him any mind and he never aimed to seek out attention.

He flicks a cloud of bubbles at Kise's nose when he looks back. "I feel bad for Momoi-san having to deal with his rotten personality. She deserves better."

And Kise has always maintained that Kuroko is more attractive than he thinks.

He sticks out his tongue when his nose is flicked. "She really does. But under the rottenness, there's a good guy. It really depends on the day." He paused and tilts his head. "I think he and Haizaki had a fight, like a fist fight. Something happened and I can't get Aominecchi to tell me anything about it." And he sure as hell isn't talking to Haizaki because he's the biggest jerk he knows.

Kuroko pauses his scrubbing for a moment.

"Oh, of course he wouldn't tell you." He clicks his tongue in a show of annoyance to their gangly, ganguro friend. "Haizaki-kun planned on attacking you after your match with him." His fingers curl around the washcloth, thinking about what could've been. "I don't condone what Aomine-kun did, but... I would've been devastated if something had happened to you."

Kise's quiet for a moment, then he smiles brightly. "See, a good guy under it all."

He didn't really have an opinion on Aomine's violent actions. He figures it was the last option, not because Aomine is a pacifist underneath the perverted grouch persona he puts up, and only partially because of Aomine's laziness which is second only to Murasakibara's. But because it's Haizaki.

He fills a bucket with water and dumps it over himself to get off all the soapy bubbles. "That means a lot, Kurokocchi. Thank you."

He waits for Kuroko to move because if he stands now, his butt will be in Kuroko's face. Anyone who liked men would have to agree it's fantastic butt, but Kise isn't a barbarian and doesn't want to stick in someone's face if they don't want it. "Ready for the onsen?"

Thank you for your consideration, Kise.....

"I'll finish cleaning off first, please go ahead," he offers as he shifts back over to his own stool and starts making himself into a bubble mountain.

"'Kay." Kise grabbed his towel and stretched before standing. "See you out there."

He was very proud of himself for being normal about the entire thing. No awkward erections at all.

Putting his towel over his shoulder again, he padded out to the onsen. The cool night air was mostly driven away by the steam coming off the water. He stepped in and wadded over to the one of the sides by a big rock he could climb up on if he got overheated. Once he found a seat he liked, he settled and let out a content sigh.

Kuroko does feel mildly guilty about indulging in the hot springs when Kise made it very clear that he was physically attracted to him as well. They had agreed that nothing needed to change, but he can't help but wonder if this was cruel of him in some way.

He takes his time making sure he's squeaky clean before using his low presence to quietly dip into the water without alerting the other boy. Two or three low 'thonk's echo through the springs, the tell-tale sound of the shishi-odoshi crashing against the rocks as it empties, before Kuroko lets out a pleased sigh of his own. "I'm glad we're getting the onsen to ourselves before everyone returns. It's much more peaceful."

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