He wished it was for a few days. Just a simply visit to his father and come back after a week. But that wasn’t the case this time and he had a feeling Aomine already knew that.
”I would… I would come back to you ten thousand times over but…—” Kagami took a deep breath, “I can’t this time, Daiki. When I leave I’m not coming back.” He was surprised his voice didn’t crack, but instead it came out rather firm as if trying to get the message across to Aomine. To tell him, no matter how much he was going to reject the truth, it was going to happen.
”I wanted to spend my last few nights in Japan with just you alone… which is why asked you to come here with me.” Crimson eyes peeked over at Aomine from the corner. If Aomine was angry, Kagami will understand. The bluenette had all rights to be angry.
He didn’t speak. Didn’t respond. Eyes remained closed, the arm he had wrapped around the other stilling completely, as though he was contemplating whether to squeeze the other closer to him, never to let him go — or to withdraw his hand away.
Uncomfortable silence permeated the room, and it was in this moment that Aomine understood that in his sub-consciousness, he had already known things would turn out something like that. It didn’t come as a complete surprise, but he was surprised that Kagami was able to speak of it like it was nothing at all.
There was a time Aomine thought he wouldn’t mind spending an eternity with Kagami. Even in the limited number of days they had, he felt that he could find a piece of that timelessness they spoke of in dramas and romance flicks with him.
But ultimately, he was wrong and he suffered for it.
It was like Kagami never existed.
Not once in the journey back to Tokyo did Aomine look at the other. He did his best to stay out of Kagami’s way, even going as far as to lean against the other side of the seats of the train so that they wouldn’t even touch. The words of last night had killed him inside. He didn’t need those small brushes of skin against skin to spark anything else within them.
If Kagami was going to walk out of his life, Aomine supposed he had the rights to do everything and anything in his capabilities to salvage the damage dealt to him.
But even in the lack of communication and contact between them, somehow, Aomine still felt the rawness of his impending loss, the confession from the previous night like a knife ripping through him, leaving him weak and vulnerable.
Shifting slightly in his seat, the tanned ace continued his sleeping act, arms crossed over his torso as he hoped for the journey to finally come to an end so he could just go somewhere and hide to lick his wounds, away from Kagami.
”Well you have hands and feet of your own, don’t you? I’m not the one who’s working as a butler here.” Though he was… pretty much the omega here. But that didn’t mean he appreciated being treated like a slave. Clicking his tongue to show his discontent, Kagami gets out of bed and walks into the bathroom. Grabbing the cup used to rinse your mouth, he fills it up with sink water and walks back out.
“There. Water.” He wouldn’t be surprised if this place uses purified water as sink water. Fucking rich bastard. “I don’t know where the stupid kitchen is so call your helper or something.” Didn’t Aomine have some button he can press that automatically called up his servants around here?
Almost like a stray cat who that didn’t want anything to do with human interaction, he glares at Aomine and distances himself from the other male.
Arching a brow, Aomine accepted the cup of water before gulping it down in a single sitting. Despite having wanted to make Kagami’s life more difficult, he had decided against it, placing his own comfort before that of tyrannising of the other.
“Why call the helper when you’re here?” Setting the cup down, he replied Kagami as though it was the most natural thing on earth. Then again, the redhead had a point — who knows, he may have just swallowed the other’s spit unknowingly. The mere thought itself sent a shiver of disgust down his spine.
Navy blues trailed after him, almost amused at the cat-like behaviour. “Come here, Kagami.” Aomine beckoned with a crook of his finger. “I never said you could leave the bed yet.”
“AOMINE YOU FUCKING IDIOT…!”
”Not everything. Just every idiotic thing you do.”
“But you think everything I do is idiotic.”
“…I.. guess…” he mumbled hesitantly. It pained him every time Aomine would say something Kagami knew will never happen. Yet he was too much of a coward to tell his boyfriend what was going on. But even Aomine wasn’t that stupid and Kagami can tell the bluenette was starting to catch onto something. His lips curled up into a weak smile at the soft kisses and he tilts his head up slightly to return to soft kiss right below Aomine’s chin.
Though his boyfriend’s last murmurs gave a tugs at his already aching heart, his forehead resting against Aomine’s chest. How terrible of a boyfriend he was… Aomine deserved so much better.
”Hey… Aomine I…” Wiggling a little in the other’s hold, Kagami moves back a bit to look at the bluenette’s face properly.
”I… I’ll need to go back to LA…” he whispered. His voice was so quiet that he wondered if Aomine even heard him, but something told him his words were loud and clear in the other’s ears. Swallowing nervously, Kagami sits up and runs a hand through his hair.
“Sorry I didn’t tell you this earlier…”
"I… I’ll need to go back to LA…"
The few words were like a sledgehammer to his consciousness, jarring and shaking him at the very foundations. That’s it. There it was. The reason why Kagami had seemed so nervous, so wary around him. The redhead had never been a good liar, and Aomine doubted he ever would be.
"…It’s just for a few days, right?” He sounded even unsure to his own ears, and yet Aomine didn’t dare to open his eyes in fear that his lover would see the fear and apprehension in them.
Even though that was what he said, deep down, Aomine knew clearer than anyone that Kagami didn’t mean it that way. But despite that very knowledge nestling itself deep in his mind, Aomine managed to muster a small smile, feigning an ignorance he knew was a painfully obvious lie to the other.
“Just remember to come back to me.”
“AOMINE YOU FUCKING IDIOT…!”
“You piss me off…”
“But you also get pissed off with everything.”
“AOMINE YOU FUCKING IDIOT…!”
Despite the uncomfortable situation he was in, Kagami was sleeping rather peacefully. The blankets provided a sense of protection and warmth— something Kagami haven’t felt in a while. Though his moment of heaven lasted so long when a kick came his way. Groaning into the pillow, a pair of crimson eyes appears from under the lids, still heavy with sleep.
”Let me sleep…” He was extremely tired because of someone. Geesh, if he woke up, couldn’t he have just gone off to his own room or something? Turning over onto his side to face Aomine, staring at the bluenette dully.
“I'm thirsty.” He rasped, tone flat and brows scrunched in a perpetual frown. “Go get me water.” The discomfort in his throat was horrible, and it was that feeling that allowed the tanned male to remember why he hated getting piss-drunk in the first place.
But he hadn’t been able to help it. Business dealings, they called it. More like a bunch of smelly old farts gathering and showing off the latest whores they had hanging off their arms, or their latest dealings that he had honestly no interest in.
Human trafficking was a lucrative business, but it wasn’t his kind of thing. But that didn’t mean he should poke his nose into others’ matters. It was stupid, brainless and a waste of time.
So all he did that night was sit around and nod dumbly at whoever spoke to him while drowning his latest troubles with alcohol.
Troubles that came with a name ‘Kagami Taiga’.
“Well? What are you still doing here?” He half growled, staring at the other with half-lidded eyes as he pulled away from his musing. “Get a move on, Kitty.”
”It’s not even that cold…” Looking at the bluenette in the darkness, Kagami moves over to his spot next to Aomine.
”It’s really pretty out,” he murmured, “especially since there aren’t any street lights around. You can see the stars. Kinda makes me want to stay here longer.” But he knew their visit here was going to be short. Facing his boyfriend, Kagami keeps his eyes on Aomine’s chest as he snuggles up closer. His scent… it was so alluring.
Arms loosely wrapping around Aomine’s torso, the redhead nuzzles into the crook of the tanned neck and lets out a soft sigh.
”Daiki… say my name…” he mumbled. Or anything, really. He just wanted to hear his lovers voice as much as possible. He wanted it implanted in his head so he will never forget.
"We can always come back here," the ace mused aloud. "I kinda like it here too." The scenery, the quietude the environment provided was like a soothing balm, soothing the hustle and bustle of city life; even if all he did was eat, sleep and play more basketball.
It was a nice change of environment, and Aomine felt that it was probably worth the while going out of the way to travel so far away from a familiar place, from everyone they knew, now that Kagami was nestled so close to him. In fact, the thought of as long Kagami was here with him, he could probably go anywhere fleeted through his mind.
"What? …So needy." He commented sleepily as fingers stroked lazily in light circles over the small of the other’s back, the therapeutic motions lulling himself to slumber once again. "…Taiga," he whispers, complying anyway because he loved — and still loves, the way Kagami’s given name would roll off his tongue like the smoothest, sweetest honey. "Taiga," he murmurs again, a little louder this time as he presses butterfly-light kisses across his forehead, his cheek, saying that name with every kiss he gave.
"…What would I do without you…" A soft sigh escaped the ace’s lips before his eyes finally fluttered shut once more, clutching his boyfriend tightly and protectively against his chest.
;; I’m here…something like that. If anyone wants to rp feel free to hit me up o/
It was taken from a series of comics so yep yep