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Pairing: Takanobu Aone/Trans Male reader
Warnings: none
Summary: You're easily affectionate and it starts rubbing off on Aone
In the beginning, when you and Aone had first gotten together, from just after the awkwardness of your stuttered confession died down, your casual acts of affection always seemed to get a rise out of Aone. Physical affection always came easy to you, from strangers to friends, you always had a gentle touch waiting. No one you had met ever reacted as much as Aone. Despite his size, massive compared to your scant 150 cm, you found them cute.
Aone was a man of very few words, and few but important actions. You'd been friends since middle school, you his outgoing shield from the world, and he your tall and ominous shield against the bullies. Although, you knew deep down Aone wouldn't hurt anyone. Even back then, your gentle affection would fluster him. A simple hug or high five would have him pink cheeked and stone still for a few moments before he would collect himself and catch up with you.
When you both made it into Dateko, you had launched yourself into his arms in a fit of joy. He caught you with practiced ease and you felt a ghost of a smile against your shoulder. He was stoic again when he set you down, but you could see the slight up turn of his lips. You had high hopes he would make a few more friends in this school's club. Dating was the next logical step to you. After you struggled through your confession, you felt a careful, gentle hand in your hair and looked up.
"Okay." Had been all he responded with, but it had still felt like it had been shouted from the roof tops.
Naturally, how affectionate you were with him, and by extension the rest of his new team only grew. Like in middle school, you took your place as manager. You wouldn't stand a chance on the court, but you were happy to help from the sidelines. You of course cheered Aone on the most. High fives when he rotated off, and definitely being the loudest voice when it came time to cheer. Win or lose you always met him with a hug at the end of a game, and every time, just for a moment Aone would freeze, then hug you back with enough strength you could feel your bones creak.
It wasn't until your third year that Aone ever initiated the physical affection. After their close loss to Karasuno, you had been cleaning up, trying to find the right words to say to lift spirits. This game was supposed to be a sweep, they were a no name school, Date should have won, and you were reeling just as much as anyone else. Then your feet weren't touching the ground anymore. The laugh you let out was mostly from shock as Aone turned you so he could hug you properly. And to your surprise he was laughing.
"Aone?" You card your fingers through his hair, "Is everything okay?'
A hummed 'yes' against your shoulder was all the answer you got before you were safely back on the polished wood floor, "I want to play them again soon."
"Me too." You reply leaning into his side. There's no flinch or hesitation when he wraps his arm over your shoulders keeping you close. You know its the high from the game that has his walls so far down, but you enjoy the closeness nonetheless. "And next time we'll win."
Aone grins down at you, and in that moment the stress of the day was worth it.