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I know, and I'm sorry. [stop the presses, daiki aomine is actually apologizing over something and he means it.] I realize it now that I shouldn't have, that I should have at least explained why I did it. But I was just... so scared that I had fucked up our friendship-- but then I did went ahead and did what I did and I'm sure that's already taken care of that.
[she chews on her lip, eyebrows furrowed and eyes glassy.]
Stupid. I don't think there's anything you could do that would fuck up our friendship for good. [they'd been together for so long, and she'd already seen him at his worst.] So explain. Why did you kiss me?
[he swallows and looks off to the side. he had been able to look at her through all of this, but actually explaining why he kissed her??? this is going to be hard.]
I don't know, it just felt right? I told you I'm not really good at these things, but I do know that we have gotten closer while being here? So being with you and being in that moment I couldn't really stop myself. But I wanted to do it? [he frowns. he's not really sure how well he's selling himself here.] I don't know.... maybe I like you, or something.
[oh. she probably shouldn't find his stumbling words so endearing, or let them make her heart feel so much lighter. stepping closer, there's a hint of a smile on her lips, and her posture is much more relaxed, tears no longer threatening to spill over.]
Maybe? Daichan, that's not convincing me of anything. [she reaches out and takes one of his hands.] Here, this is how you do it. [she has to strain up on her tiptoes to get close enough, but it's easy to brush their lips together again.]
[he hunches his shoulders a bit.] I told you I'm not good with these sorts of things-- [oh-- oh. he presses his lips against hers a little shyly. once they're done and they've pulled away from each other he huffs out a sigh.] I hope you don't have any high expectations of whatever this... thing between us is going to be.
[he kisses her like he's shy, like he isn't sure what to do with this thing now that he has it, and it makes her feel warm all over.] Daichan, I like you. You. I still care about Tetsukun a lot, but not in that way any more. [she smooths her thumb over one of his cheeks.] I want to be with you, and I trust you to take care of me and do right by me just like you always have, regardless of what you say.
[he feels immensely relieved when he hears satsuki say that she wants to be with him. he grabs ahold of her hand and gives it a soft squeeze.] Okay, as long as you're okay with the fact that I'm new to this and will most likely mess up here and there... then we can do this.
[the way he squeezes her hand is reassuring.] I haven't exactly done this before, either [her not-dating dating kuroko didn't count.] We'll probably both mess up, but that's okay. Just don't run away from me again.
[even though they'd more or less arrived at the conclusion, her heart kicked in her chest to hear him say it out loud, to be the first one of them to say it.] I don't think so. Papa is a little old fashioned, but we have separate rooms. We've...already been kind of acting like a couple for a while now, to be honest.
[she slept at night in her room, but naps always ended up with her curled up in aomine's bed, in his arms. that was one of the good things that came from their fight with kise.]
[he looks at her in confusion.] What do you mean? When have we been acting like a couple? [inb4 aomine doesn't think that what they did is what all childhood best friends do.]
We sleep together? Like, a lot? [her cheeks are turning pink because she really shouldn't have to spell this out.] And you touch me a lot and hold my hand sometimes and stuff too.
Ah, no, it's not weird. Just...embarrassing. [she fiddles with her hair.] I...don't think I'm ready to go all the way. But like, making out and stuff, I'd like.
[understatement. she isn't ready for the Full Sex but jesus christ has she spent too long staring at him without his shirt on to not get her hands all over that.]
[oh my god she's going to melt into the floor she's blushing so hard.] That's okay too, just. Ask first? [she'd probably have a fucking heart attack if he just shoved his hand up her skirt without any preamble.]
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Stupid. I don't think there's anything you could do that would fuck up our friendship for good. [they'd been together for so long, and she'd already seen him at his worst.] So explain. Why did you kiss me?
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I don't know, it just felt right? I told you I'm not really good at these things, but I do know that we have gotten closer while being here? So being with you and being in that moment I couldn't really stop myself. But I wanted to do it? [he frowns. he's not really sure how well he's selling himself here.] I don't know.... maybe I like you, or something.
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Maybe? Daichan, that's not convincing me of anything. [she reaches out and takes one of his hands.] Here, this is how you do it. [she has to strain up on her tiptoes to get close enough, but it's easy to brush their lips together again.]
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[she slept at night in her room, but naps always ended up with her curled up in aomine's bed, in his arms. that was one of the good things that came from their fight with kise.]
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We sleep together? Like, a lot? [her cheeks are turning pink because she really shouldn't have to spell this out.] And you touch me a lot and hold my hand sometimes and stuff too.
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[he pauses.] So... uhm... Is there a certain something we need to talk about now? Or is it too soon?
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[understatement. she isn't ready for the Full Sex but jesus christ has she spent too long staring at him without his shirt on to not get her hands all over that.]
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