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meteorjamyourdickinme · 7 years

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To: @cndshin From: @meteorjamyourdickinme Rating: T Prompt: Lifeguard AU Message: Thank you so much for this cute request! I had a lot of fun with it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Happy Kagakuro Exchange, and a very, very happy birthday to my favorite redhead <3

Kagami had always been a child of the sea. He’d been raised in the Pacific, knew the blistering sands of California’s beaches like the back of his hand. Spent most of his waking hours playing in the surf. It was an odd pairing, even he had to admit; a fiery spirit and the frigid waves. But there was a camaraderie with the sea, he felt. The restless pull, the violent storms, the unexplored depths. He could sit and stare at the ebb and flow against the shore for hours.

Well, he could. Typically. His ‘sitting and staring at the ocean for hours’ agenda had recently been corrupted by a mop of blue hair and a set of pale shoulders taking up residence in the lifeguard station, however.

The stranger was new. Kagami frequented the beach during the summer, to escape the unbearable humidity of Japan and dwell in the nostalgia of his childhood back home. He was there enough to know that this boy, slathering sunscreen across his nose while poking one finger into his book to keep the breeze from turning the pages, had not been there before this week. He was interesting. Distractingly so.

“Taiga? Hello?” Red eyes blinked, clueless, as the shadow of a waving palm fell over them. “Are you listening to me?”

He glanced over, meeting Tatsuya’s curious gaze.

“…sorry, what?”

Tatsuya sized him up. Looked toward the direction of the lifeguard station, mouth curling in a knowing smirk as he spotted the newbie leaving over the railing to talk to a concerned mother holding the hand of a little girl sporting a purple innertube.

“Oh, I see. Him again.”

Kagami’s brow instantly knitted in a scowl.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Tatsuya rolled his eyes and flopped back along his towel, an arm curled over his forehead, basking in the sun.

“You’ve been staring at him for three days straight.”

Kagami’s cheeks heated in a way that had nothing to do with the July sky.

“I have not!”

“Oh, you’re right,” Tatsuya conceded, snickering under his breath. “I forgot we came down here surfing Tuesday morning. So technically it’s been four days.”

The redhead flicked a handful of sand at his legs.

“Shut up. I’m not staring. I’m just…” The lifeguard was smiling at the mother now. “…looking.”

“…uh-huh.”

Tatsuya didn’t sound convinced. Honestly, Kagami couldn’t blame him. He probably couldn’t have been more obvious if he tried.

But this guy…There was something about him. Maybe because Kagami had never really seen anything like him before.

Slender. Pasty. Unassuming. The last person you would imagine protecting lives out on a crowded beach in the heart of a Japanese summer.

But he had eyes the color of Caribbean water and a smile that was making Kagami’s toes curl into sand and collarbones that he really, really wanted to trace with his tongue. If he wasn’t being too forward.

“…he’s really pretty,” Kagami admitted. Out loud, much to his chagrin.

“You should go say hi. I’m sure he’d find it a lot less creepy than you stalking him all day.”

Instead of erupting into a fitting shade of red, Kagami snorted, leaning back on his elbows in defeat.

“There’s no way in hell I could say hi to him.”

There was a pause. Tatsuya’s arm shifted, one eye squinting in the sunlight at him.

“No way in hell, huh?”

Kagami frowned, knowing that devious tone all too well. The one that meant Tatsuya had an idea, and there was a great chance that said idea was going to make him wish he had never met the boy.

With a lofty noise, Tatsuya stood from his towel, shook the sand from his limbs, and took off in a casual stroll toward the shore.

“Tatsuya!” Kagami hissed, scrambling after him. “What are you doing?!”

The boy ignored him, marching straight into the tide until it washed against his knees. Turned with a flourish. And looked Kagami right in the eye as he flopped into the sea on his back, the water barely covering his chest.

The redhead quirked a dumbfounded brow as Tatsuya shook his hair out and tipped his head back with dramatic flair, and he was just about to ask if he had lost his damn mind when he inhaled sharply.

“Help. Help. I am drowning.”

Oh god, oh god, please for the love of god no.

“Tatsuya!” Kagami waded in after him, dropping to his knees to tug on his shoulders desperately. “Stand up!”

The boy dramatically brought a hand to his forehead instead. Entirely looked the part of a damsel in the greatest of distress.

“Please. Someone. Help me. I am drowning. The water. It’s filling my lungs.”

The monotone shouting was making Kagami blush all the more, and he pulled harder, only succeeding in knocking Tatsuya deeper into the surf. Which made him pretend to sputter and raise his arms toward the sky, embracing his untimely end.

“I see the light. Oh, won’t someone help me? Someone save me. I can’t last much long—“

“Excuse me?”

They both froze. Turned to see the lifeguard standing just beyond them at the shore, waves licking at his ankles. Head tilted curiously, breeze tousling his blue strands. Red swim trunks billowing about. Red really looked good on his hips.

“Um…the water here is shallow,” he continued, gesturing to his own legs for reference. “You could just stand.”

Tatsuya stared. Blinked. Blossomed into a victorious grin that Kagami really wanted to knock off his face.

“This is Taiga,” he announced, pointing up to the redhead, who was frozen in place and looked dangerously close to strangling him.

The lifeguard squinted, and Kagami clasped his hands behind his back and stood innocently, Tatsuya following suit, water sluicing down his chest, a hand clapping Kagami’s shoulder.

“You two get to know each other. I’m gonna go dry off for a bit.”

The pair of them watched in bewilderment as he trudged back onto the beach. And then two icy eyes had him pinned to the horizon. Luckily, they looked more amused than confused.

“…I’m sorry about him,” Kagami managed, throat tight and words high and fuck, he really looked good up close.

Tempting lips canted in a smile.

“He seems…fun.” Thin fingers twirled around the whistle dangling from his neck. Tugged it absentmindedly. “Taiga-kun, was it?”

His name sounded silvery when he said it. Almost like poetry. Kagami nodded.

“Kagami Taiga.” He swallowed. Grew a bit braver. “Yours?”

“Kuroko Tetsuya.”

“Kuroko Tetsuya,” he repeated. “That fits a lot better than ‘the new lifeguard’.”

Kuroko actually laughed, soft like clouds, and Kagami was certain that his grin had turned into the dopiest thing on the planet.

“You could have just came and asked me my name.”

Maybe the sun had fried his brain. Maybe he’d swallowed too much saltwater. Whatever the case, Kagami was in rare form. He scratched at the back of his neck.

“…I actually do have something to ask you.”

“Oh?”

“Um. W-would you like to go get ice cream with me? L-later, I mean! When your shift’s over! If you want, I mean, you’ve been working all day, you’ll probably be tired and just want to go ho—“

Kuroko’s endeared expression made the words die on his tongue.

“…I like milkshakes.”

Kagami blinked. Slowly melted into that damn goofy smile again.

“Milkshakes work.”

“I get off at seven. Will you still be here?”

“Yeah! Yeah, definitely. I’ll wait as long as I need to. I mean, as long as you want me to.”

Kuroko giggled. Turned and began making his way back to the station.

“I’ll see you at seven then, Taiga-kun.”

Kagami watched, waving his hand after him in dumb acknowledgement until Kuroko was no longer looking. But he was. Looked at blue hair as he left the surf. Looked as he picked his way across hot sand back to their spot. Looked as he flopped down beside Tatsuya.

“You’re staring again.”

Kagami grinned. Folded his arms over the tops of his knees. Noticed that a certain pair of blue eyes would occasionally dart to the side to catch a glimpse of him before being swung out toward the ocean again.

“…I know.”

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seitjun · 7 years

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all my love (has always been for you)

title: all my love (has always been for you)

pairing: kagakuro

rating/warnings: general audiences

summary: Because their story doesn't end at high school or even at university – if anything, that's where the story of their lives start. Together.

prompts: NBA and proposal mainly, but a mention of university and coffee.

notes: for @thebasketballidiots for the @kagakuroexchange ! hopefully, i was able to do justice for your prompts ♡

read on AO3 or below!

“A plain black coffee for someone named… Kuroko?”

The said male steps up to grab his order, trying to resist the urge to sigh at yet another mispronunciation of his name. He knows that there’s an extreme difference between the Japanese and English language, but he forgets that it means also having a difference in the sounds; but he should’ve gotten used to it already anyway, having lived in America for almost 4 years now.

Kuroko manages to get his order, softly say his thanks to the worker, and leave the coffee shop without too much of a hassle. There’s the usual scream or two that still follow him with his misdirection, but that’s at least something he’s used to, having it happen in both Japan and now here.

He easily joins the walking crowd of fellow students, automatically following the path to get to their shared university. He takes his free time to take out his phone, almost routinely checking on everything he needed to from his text messages to his very boring social media accounts.

From: Kise-kun

Message:

kurokocchi~!! im going to be in cali tonight for my next match against kagamicchi, can you come and cheer me on plssss!!??!

To: Kise-kun

Message:

I’m already attending the match because Kagami-kun is playing. And because of that, I’m afraid I’ll have to reject your wish of me cheering for you to win. Please do not ask me again to cheer against my own boyfriend.

A sudden stop nearly sends Kuroko faceplanting against the back of a stranger, but basketball had trained his reflexes enough to avoid that catastrophe. He sips on his coffee as they wait there at a crosswalk, continuing to check his phone.

From: Midorima-kun

Message:

I, unfortunately, lost to Kise in our last match despite having my lucky item on me, my bad luck being worse from being in last place that day. In tonight’s match of Kagami vs. Kise, Kagami is highly unfavored as he’s also in last place while Kise is in first. Please give him his lucky item of an airplane, and his lucky color is purple.

To: Midorima-kun

Message:

You could simply say that you want him to win for you to avenge you until you can win against Kise-kun yourself. Thank you for telling me, Midorima-kun, but I’m afraid I’ll be unable to provide today’s lucky item for him.

Kuroko can see the familiar, brick-paved entrance to his university in his peripherals from when he’s looking down at his phone. He’s about to place it back into his bag, but a sudden buzz of another message makes him keep it out longer; he had been tempted to ignore it if it was a text from Kise, but he resisted. And he’s glad for it too.

From: Taiga-kun

Message:

really exited to see u again @ tonights match. meetup @ locker room before n’ after? i cant pick u up at uni cuz of training. but after match, lets go on a date again at ur fav fancy restauraunt n’ we can cuddle at our place after?

To: Taiga-kun

Message:

Of course, we always meet there already. But we don’t have to go to a fancy place for a date, especially if you don’t like them, Taiga-kun. Let’s just go through the In N’ Out drive through, and spend the whole date doing whatever we wish at home. I do agree to cuddle, though.

Kuroko softly smiles at Kagami’s awful spelling and general texting skills, finding comfort in a tiny part of his boyfriend. He looks up to see that he’s already on campus, and he’s starting to make his way to his literature class when he hears another buzz.

From: Taiga-kun

Message:

cool!! but u know that i dont mind doing those things with u if its for u. i mean, u do the same for me for way bigger things. but all i want is to be w/ u, so burger n cuddle date it is. practice starting again tho, have a good at uni, tetsuya. i love u.

He feels his heart lighten at the thought of their date later that night, and he sends one last message before he enters his class. He slips it back into his bag, but the message stays with him in his mind for the rest of the day, excited at the thought of the match and seeing Kagami again.

To: Taiga-kun

Message:

I know, but I also genuinely just want to have a date where it’s just us two in our home plus Nigou with no workers or people to interrupt us, and we can do whatever we wish. Good luck, though, during practice, Taiga-kun. I love you too.

Kuroko waits in the familiar ‘belowground’ area, hearing a few people talking and walking occasionally in the audience seats over him. He goes back to reading his book on his phone, the audience still small and quiet enough near him that it wouldn’t bother him – it’s still a little early for people to arrive considering there’s no worry for fighting over good seats.

He’s only able to get a few more pages into the chapter when the door next to him opens. Closing his phone, he braces himself for what’s next.

“Tetsuya!”

Kuroko feels a tight hold around his waist before he’s being lifted up into the air, and he’s looking down at the beaming face of Kagami. Having gotten used to his boyfriend’s greetings, he only returns the smile before he wraps his legs around Kagami’s waist and his arms around the other’s neck.

“Hello, Taiga-kun,” he greets quietly but with just as much affection. “How have you been?”

Kagami hugs Kuroko tighter. “I’m way, way happier now that I can see you and hug you again. I missed you a lot even with all our skype calls and text messages,” he grumbles at the end.

“I feel the same way, but at least we have moments in your season where we can meet. This season is halfway over as well, meaning we’ll be together almost everyday during that break soon,” Kuroko says, watching his boyfriend’s eyes glimmer brightly again at the thought.

“Yeah, only 5 more months until it’s just us and the hellhound in our cozy place,” Kagami grins before starting to spin around with Kuroko in his arms. “We’ll be going on so many dates around town, cuddle a lot at the apartment, and we’ll just be the best damn couple with our sappy, domestic shit. We can finally cook together again, and invite some of the guys over or even fly out to meet all your Miracle friends.”

Kuroko’s giggling at the end of Kagami’s little ramble, heart fluttering at every single thing he said they’d be doing during that break. He feels warm just imagining doing all those things together with him, and he presses a soft, chaste kiss on Kagami’s lips as if saying – ‘Yes, I agree. Let’s do all that and more, together.’

They pull back and return to each other over and over again, letting themselves kiss the pain of the other’s absence away. Kuroko’s lips taste like sweetness the of his vanilla treats, the ones that Kagami always scolds him for eating too much but still buys it for him anyway; but Kagami tastes like spice, the same spices that uses in his favorite dishes and that Kuroko always loves stealing bits of food from.

It’s an odd mix, but it’s always been a perfect combination to them – perfect enough to want to keep returning to each other’s lips. And they’re captivated enough by it that they’re still in their hold, pressing kisses on the other when the rest of the team start to stream out.

Kuroko watches Kagami flush cherry red when all his teammates start to cheer at them, whooping and hollering for their ace to ‘get some’. He only chuckles softly at his boyfriend’s torment.

“Oi, you’re all assholes!” Kagami yells before burying his face in Kuroko’s shoulder of his still lifted body. His next words are muffled, but Kuroko knows him well enough to have a fairly good guess of what he said.

Kuroko pats the back of Kagami’s head, peering over to see the familiar faces of Kagami’s team. He says hello to all of them, trying his best to give an impression of a bow towards them.

They all greet him back in their own ways, but all ending in a similar ‘stop being so formal with us’ phrase. Even the coach agrees with them, and Kuroko stifles a chuckle at the affronted face he makes when he hears the ‘-san’ instead of ‘-kun’ even though it isn’t the first time. But that easily falls to the side as they all ease into conversation.

“Stop being nice to them, pay attention to me,” Kagami finally complains a few minutes later, lifting his head up slightly to glare at the team and almost pouting at Kuroko.

“Please do not ever attempt to copy my ‘puppy-eyed’ look again, Taiga-kun.” Kuroko frowns, pinching Kagami’s cheek. “And as your boyfriend, it’s one of my responsibilities to make sure I’m good friends with your friends.”

Kagami doesn’t reply immediately after that, and it sends warning bells ringing in Kuroko’s mind. The others must have noticed too when they quiet down.

Loosening his playful pinch, Kuroko motions his hands over to cup the sides of Kagami’s face lightly and lift his head fully. He gazes worriedly at the look on his boyfriend’s face who’s gazing down at the floor or something towards their feet; Kuroko waits for him to come out of his stillness, hoping that he’s only lost in his thoughts and that it’s nothing bad.

He sighs in relief – team following suit behind him – when Kagami comes back to make eye contact with Kuroko again, a genuinely real grin on his face after his almost ‘distant’ moment. He must have been thinking, Kuroko muses.

“Sorry,” Kagami apologizes sheepishly as if he knows the worry he accidentally set off in all of them.

“It’s fine, Taiga-kun. I’m hoping it’s not a serious issue,” Kuroko trails off when he sees the shaking of Kagami’s head. He wasright when he said Kagami was thinking. “But if you could right now, please put me down. I love to be held up by you and I’d love to be held up for other purposes, but you have a match.”

Kuroko says it all without a hitch of his mask, but he knows that Kagami can hear the implication in that one sentence, and Kagami loses his breath for a moment. He sees the redness bloom up his neck, and Kuroko only pecks his cheek in consolation.

“I have to go to my seat now, Taiga-kun,” Kuroko murmurs. “You’ll see me up-close considering my seat is front row.”

“I know, but you’re still all the way across from me and closer to the blond bastard,” Kagami grumbles again. “Can we take a picture together first?”

Kuroko raises an eyebrow at that, unable to keep his apathetic expression this time. “Are you actually okay, Taiga-kun? You usually hate pictures especially since you’ve started to become an NBA star alongside my friends.”

“Yeah, I do, but it’s different with you, y’know,” Kagami starts, eyes averted. “I didn’t realize how little photos I had of us together, and I kept getting lonely when I was away, so…”

He trails off there, soul quietly bared in a rare instance for Kuroko to see. The smaller male scrutinizes Kagami for a few more moments, wondering if he’s truly okay or if something had happened while he was away from California; finding nothing, Kuroko silently takes out his phone and bumps noses with Kagami.

“Sure, Taiga-kun,” he concedes, opening up the camera on his phone. “But only if you can win this match for me.”

Kagami snorts at that, but his voice is soft when he says, “I always win my matches for you.”

“I know,” is all Kuroko says in return before he snaps a photo in that moment.

The audience is packed, but Kuroko already knows that, having attended every single game when one of his friends were in California; he knows that the people here see what he sees and feel the same passion he does when he watches them play.

Watching two of some of the most important people play against each other is like lightning; it sends currents of adrenaline and electricity through his veins, and he feels so alive even though he’s only a spectator – like he’s playing in that match beside them.

A part of him feels glad that they’re still playing so vividly, having found that the American form of basketball had been the perfect way to compete against each other. All of them had found challenge in every single match of theirs, and their love for this sport was staying unwavering again.

Another part of him feels regretful for not being a part of their own feud. He glances at his wrist after that thought, a flash of familiar pain sending him wincing for a moment. As if to check if it was still working, he rotates his wrist, hearing a soft crack from it; it’s always surprising how such a tiny event could change a lot of things.

He continues watching the match, trying to ignore the sudden heaviness in his heart.

His eyes focus solely on his two important people and smile getting wider at every single point scored by his boyfriend; and as much as he secretly cares for Kise, he’s cheering for Kagami.

Kuroko forgets how fast basketball feels sometimes when he’s completely immersed in it. Soon enough, it’s half-time, and the teams are heading back to their side of the court to rest up and talk strategies.

Kuroko unashamedly stares at Kagami from his spot, smiling at the sight of a fired-up redhead and with all his teammates feeling just the same as him. He furrows his brows in slight confusion, though, when Kagami makes eye contact with him for a second and looks away immediately with a blush instead of maintaining it; all the other team members glance back to look at him too and suddenly shuffle closer, but he relaxes when one of them mouths ‘ it’s nothing bad’.

Kuroko turns his gaze away from his boyfriend’s oddly acting team and towards Kise’s own team.

They look like they’re doing fine, having gone into halftime with a fairly small deficit. Kuroko notices how none of the team is near Kise right now, but he knows that it’s them respecting Kise’s wish to be alone to stay focused rather than them being rude. And when the buzzer sounds at the end of halftime, the team give their own tiny encouragements towards their ace and each other, unruffled by score and unwavering in their unity.

Kuroko’s glad Kise’s found a good team, but it makes him even more worried when he glances back at Kagami’s team. Usually, they had their own subconscious routine they followed before going into the second half, but it seemed absent today.

The game restarts, and Kagami sends a glance and a smaller grin towards his way when he’s walking back out. Kuroko returns the smile, ignoring the unsettled feeling in his stomach.

He doesn’t bother to dwell on it for now, though. He just keeps watching the game, completely focused on it when he sees both Kise and Kagami enter the Zone.

Kagami’s team wins over Kise’s.

“With a score of 125-120, the Chicago Bulls win!”

The crowd’s disappointment couldn’t be contained, having cheered for their home team, but they clap anyway for the game – as much as they hate losing, Kuroko knows that they can’t deny the impressiveness of a match with 2 Zone players.

Kuroko stands up after most of the people around him are already making their way out, but goes to stand by the outside of the court instead of following them.

He watches Kise and Kagami meet up on the court, giving each other a hug, saying something to each other that Kuroko can’t exactly figure out before Kagami starts to send Kise away. But knowing the two of them for more than half a decade, Kuroko wants to say that they’re most likely issuing more challenges to each other because that’s how they’ve all been.

When they’re done, Kise not leaving just yet, the two of them look around, and Kuroko can’t help the inward joy he feels when they smile and beckon him over to join them on the court. He does join them, already halfway to them when a lady stranger darts past him to make her way to Kagami, microphone in hand and camera following her.

Ah, an interviewer.

Kuroko’s never been a person to be negative, but he is a little annoyed at the interviewer who just cuts him off and indirectly cuts his time with Kagami. He tries not to show it, simply continuing to make his way towards a flustered Kagami and the interrogating lady.

“Taiga-kun,” he calls out softly when he’s close enough, ignoring the way the cameraman and the lady jump too but pan to him anyway.

“Agh, what the–Tetsuya!”

Kuroko stifles a giggle at how he can still scare Kagami with his misdirection even after all these years.

Even though Kagami spins around with an annoyed look at first, it easily fades away into a simple sigh of exasperation then into a fond grin for still managing to fall for Kuroko’s tricks. His hand comes up to ruffles teal hair before he goes to move in for a tight hug.

Kuroko just takes it all with a smile, drowning in all of Kagami’s affections and hugging back just as tight. As if they’re not in a crowd of people in the middle of a court or in front of a live camera, they’re finding comfort in their shared moment of unity – they fit perfectly against each other with tiny and lithe slotting against tall and bulky. They forget about everything besides each other.

“Also, uh, by the way, Tetsuya,” Kagami starts nervously when he pulls away from the hug. “Can we talk about something?”

Kuroko pushes down the wave of iciness that crashes over him. “Of course, Taiga-kun. What’s wrong?”

At the question, Kagami waves his hand spastically with an odd look on his face. “It’s nothin’ bad, I swear! I just, uh– oi, Kise!”

Kuroko pretends he doesn’t reel back from the sudden calling of Kise’s name, only blinking when he sees a flash of blonde beside Kagami’s side and hears a quiet whisper of ‘good luck’. Why does Kagami need good luck for if he’s only talking to Kuroko about something not bad?

He eyes his redheaded boyfriend, wondering what exactly he’s up to; Kuroko might be one of the most observant people, but even he could be evaded if someone tried hard enough.

“Look, this isn’t bad, alright,” Kagami repeats, more sweat starting to bead on his forehead. “I’m just not good with these kinda things, y’know?”

The smaller male resists the urge to laugh, instead nodding and patiently waiting for his boyfriend to gather himself together.

“You’ve been here for a long time, putting up with me and all my weird and probably really bad habits,” he says. “You’ve put up with me for over 6 years now, ever since we started dating after that Winter Cup in Japan.”

“I never thought of it as ‘putting up with you’, Taiga-kun. I simply accepted all parts of you that weren’t harmful,” Kuroko corrects. “But yes, it’s been just a little past 6 years since you made my life so much brighter.”

Kagami flushes red but continues with his point. “And then when I ended up wanting to go back to America to be part of the NBA, you just – went along with it. You didn’t have to come with me especially after what happened in our third year.” The two of them wince at the memory. “You could have just stayed in Japan, I would have returned to America still, and we would still be dating, but just long-distance. We would have made it too because it’s us.

“Instead, you ended up studying your ass off just so you could stay with me and see me live my dream in America. Even if it meant leaving you to be alone for most of the year while you’re still in college. We had all those calls and texts, but–”

Kagami trails off, mouth twisting as if he couldn’t find the words to say. He’s never been good with emotions like he said after all.

“You’re about to graduate college, and that means you’ll have more free time after that. After spending a lot of time without you by my side physically,” Kagami chokes up here. “I want you by my side for a long time.”

Kuroko’s caught on by now, surprise evident in his wide eyes. But then he sees Kagami clumsily kneel down, a hand hiding behind his back now coming out and holding up a closed black box; Kuroko loses his breath for a moment when Kagami opens the velvet box, and everything finally sinks in at the sight of the ring.

“So, please, Tetsuya, will you marry me?”

Before he can stop himself, he’s crying like a fool. He can’t even get his answer out before the emotions rush in because his mouth is quivering and tears are falling down his face without abandon; he hates how much he feels like Kise now, with his over emotional reaction, but at least his tears are silent. But he supposes that the romantic in him that had always hoped for an ending like this – an ending where he’s loved – can’t be easily stopped after spending so many years with Kagami.

“Y-yes, Taiga-kun.”

Kuroko goes to wipe away his tears, but his hand is stopped. His blue eyes just watch as Kagami stand up, his figure still as looming and tall but feeling so warm and protective over Kuroko.

Kagami fumbles with the ring a little, earning a few laughs from the crowd, but Kuroko just finds it...endearing. How Kagami is still so easily shy and clumsy with things like these with Kuroko; how he’s still so genuine and innocent in every single act of affection; how he’s just so good.

A few tears are still running down his cheeks as Kagami slides the engagement ring around his finger, and Kuroko can’t help but stare at it.

It’s a simple black band with a row tiny diamonds wrapping around the entire middle of the band, but in the very middle, there are two very different gems – an aquamarine and a garnet placed right by each other.

“Taiga-kun…” is all Kuroko can manage for now.

“I-I actually had this custom made here a long time ago, even before I managed to get signed on a team,” Kagami confesses, still quiet and nervous with quivering hands. “I was already planning on marrying you a long time ago. I just wanted to wait for you, Tetsuya.”

Kuroko can’t stifle the urge, so he kisses Kagami right after it. It’s a sudden one, searing and strong but passionate and loving as well; he can still taste the sweet vanilla and spicy heat, feel the same warmth and homeliness and just be the same Kuroko and Kagami duo that they’ve always been. They’re still all that but more and as a Kagami duo now instead.

“Taiga-kun is so mean,” Kuroko sniffles after he’s kissed Kagami senseless and after Kagami’s yelped at his accusation. “First, Taiga-kun wins the match for me, and now there’s a proposal with some of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard.”

Kagami just laughs, grinning like a madman now that there’s his nervousness gone and a ring accepted by his beloved. “If it helps you feel better, I was gonna propose at the Championships, but I can’t guarantee that with all those Miracle bastards.”

“I can’t believe I love an idiot.”

“I can’t believe it either.”

They kiss again to the noises of a cheering crowd, the flashes of an interviewer’s cameras, and to the staccato rhythm of their synced hearts.

(...but they also forget that they’re in the middle of a crowded court in front of an interviewer.

It’s only when she’s finally brave enough to interrupt them that the two of them realize, a glint of something terrifying in her eyes. Kagami starts to sweat in nervousness, just finally realizing that he proposed to another guy in front of who knows how many famous people in the NBA; Kuroko’s realized that everyone he knows that’s in America is going to see this, and he’s inwardly mortified at the thought.

The two of them share a familiar glance, and before the interviewer can start their questions – thank you for not interrupting the proposal, though, at least – Kagami’s lifting Kuroko up again into his arms.

Kagami runs, and Kuroko holds on. Kise laughs from somewhere behind them.)

#kagakuroexchange #kagakuro #kagami taiga #kuroko tetsuya #knb #kuroko no basuke #seiju writes

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jubesy · 7 years

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I’m a little early, but it’s the 2nd somewhere...

Happy KagaKuro Exchange, champagnesly!! @kagakuroexchange @bubblelounge

Name: Juli, SharkGirl on AO3 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Prompt: Top Five Ways to Beat the Summer Heat and Find Fun Things to Do Inside Message: I want to apologize in advance for not having any actual smut in this fic. I had originally planned on incorporating it, but it just didn't seem to fit with the mood and overall flow. I hope you can forgive me and enjoy your gift, anyway!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kagami Taiga/Kuroko Tetsuya Characters: Kagami Taiga, Kuroko Tetsuya, Kagami Taiga's Mother Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Cute, Fluff, Implied Sexual Content, Heatwave, Comedy, Competition, Summer, Aged-Up Character(s), College, Los Angeles

Summary:

Los Angeles was currently in the middle of a heatwave with record highs. Even at night, the baked sidewalks radiated heat, keeping the temperatures from dipping to a comfortable low.

And even Kagami, who should have been used to it with his thinner blood, was struggling. He could only imagine how Kuroko felt.

Written for the 2017 KagaKuro Exchange.

#kagakuroexchange #kagakuro #kagami taiga #kuroko tetsuya #exchange #fic #champagnesly #bubblelounge #knb #kuroko no basuke

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kagakuroexchange · 7 years

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To: sheneverupdates From: steffelchen Prompt: Kimi no na wa AU/ summer prompt Message: I really liked all of your prompts, but the first one spoke to me the most! Thanks to you, I watched this film about 3x, haha! I’m not good at writing, but my drawings are ok. Tho I think one drawing isn’t enough to show a ‘proper’ Your Name AU that’s why I tried to combine many drawings and put them together in a video! I hope you like it! :3

#kagakuro #kagakuroexchange #fanart #video #sheneverupdates #submission #summer exchange

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ravelqueen · 7 years

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Sweet Talking (2000 words); Rating: T

Summary:

„Kagami-kun has been really secretive recently.“

Kagami just wants to give his boyfriend a surprise for his birthday is that really too much to ask

This was written for the lovely @tiger-finch as part of the @kagakuroexchange for the prompt: Birthday Baking.

This is...pretty much just that, so I hope you enjoy it! I had a lot of fun writing them being silly boyfriends and since your prompt asked for sweetness...i might have been going overboard with the Fluff ^^;, happy reading!

#kagakuroexchange #kuroko no basuke #kagakuro #kagami taiga #kuroko tetsuya #my fic

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amakatarei · 7 years

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Over 12k words and going strong

I hope my partner for the kagakuro exchange likes lengthy fics. lol

#how did this even happen #fanfic writing #kagakuroexchange #personal... i guess?

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sheneverupdates · 7 years

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Kagakuro Gift Exchange: Tastes Like Cake

To: trip From: sheneverupdates Prompt: Kagami’s birthday and Kuroko tries his hardest to make a cake but it doesn’t work that well Message: I’m soooooo sorry for being late T-T. I couldn’t decide between making a fic or a picture, so I ended up doing both. Thank you for participating for the @kagakuroexchange and I hope you like it hun! Again, so sorry for making you wait OTL

“Nigou, down.” Kuroko chided, shooing the small dog that curiously sniffed at the cake he pulled out of the oven. But he was glad the puppy didn’t turn tail and run away from the smell this time. It was encouraging.

This was attempt number five.

The recipe was from his grandmother, who baked the most delicious cakes for his birthday. They were soft, moist and smelt rich with vanilla. Every bite was like heaven.

And Kuroko wanted to bake it himself for his boyfriend’s birthday.

But, it seemed that he didn’t get all the necessary information to bake it properly, such as: what order to mix the ingredients together, or how long to bake it in the oven. It wasn’t that Kuroko was a bad cook; he just hadn’t baked by himself before, and he didn’t know these things. During the first attempt, the cake set off the smoke alarm and was burnt to a crisp. The second attempt, he didn’t keep it in the oven long enough, and was still runny in the middle. He stuck it back in and ended up burning that too. The third attempt, Kuroko kept opening the oven door to check on it, determined not to burn this one too. Instead, the cake deflated. On the fourth attempt, Kuroko resorted to looking up how long to bake it on his phone. Everything seemed like it was fine, until Kuroko sampled it, and gagged. Turns out he’s been mixing up the sugar and the salt jars all this time.

Kuroko carefully sliced a small piece off the top of the cake and took a tentative bite. It was slightly tougher than how his grandmother makes it, but it was good. If anything, the center would be moist. Right?

Kuroko smiled in satisfaction and got the ingredients to make the icing.

Turns out, Kuroko was worse at decorating than baking.

The pieces he cut for the tiers were uneven and lopsided, his piping technique non-existent, and to top it off, he didn’t realize he had to wait for the cake to cool completely before frosting. So naturally, the icing was melting off.

Kuroko pouted. He didn’t expect this to be so hard.

“I don’t think Kagami-kun is going to be very impressed with this, Nigou.”

“Impressed with what?”

Kuroko jumped as he heard his lover’s voice next to his ear. “K-Kagami-kun! Don’t scare me like that.”

“You’re one to talk. Always appearing out of nowhere.” Kagami chuckled and placed a kiss on his shadow’s cheek as he wrapped his hands around his waist. “I’m home.”

“I didn’t hear you come in.” Kuroko chided lightly as he tried to block the taller male’s sight from what he was working on, with no avail.

“I did call out, but you didn’t answer. I guess you were too focused on…that?” Kagami guessed, tilting his head slightly as he got a better look at the cake on the table. A warm smile spread across his face as he understood what his boyfriend was up to. “Did you make that for me?”

Kuroko blushed, “It was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday. It’s not ready yet…and it turned out to be a disaster.”

“What? No way…so what if it’s a little lopsided, and melting, and you missed a spot there-oof!”

Kagami rubbed his stomach from where Kuroko elbowed him.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I love it Kuroko, really. Especially the little basketballs you decorated on it. Nice touch.”

“…those are tigers.”

“Oh…really? Oh, wait I see it now. The whiskers…or stripes. They’re cute.” Kagami bit his lip, trying not to chuckle.

“If Kagami-kun keeps laughing, you won’t get a slice.”

“I’m not laughing.” Kagami snickered, as he hugged Kuroko tighter, “You’re just so cute, Kuroko. To go through all this trouble for me. You put so much effort. I really appreciate it.”

Kuroko fidgeted, feeling shy all of a sudden, “It’s really nothing, Kagami-kun. I just wanted to do something special for you on your birthday. It just didn’t come out as planned.”

“I don’t know about you, but I don’t judge a cake by how it looks,” Kagami’s lips pulled into a teasing smirk as he licked a smear of icing off of Kuroko’s cheek. “It’s the taste that counts, right?”

Kuroko felt his cheeks glow again, “I…suppose.”

“Feed me?” The taller male requested innocently, though eyes sparked with mischief, like an overgrown child. And Kuroko couldn’t refuse him, not with that hopeful look on his face.

He cut off a piece of cake, turned to face him fully and lifted it to his lover’s lips.

Kagami took a small bite, “Mmm…sweet,” he complimented as he went in for a bigger, messy bite, taking Kuroko’s fingers in his mouth as well.

Kuroko gasped in surprise and giggled, “Kagami-kun!”

“M f’orry, I’f was jus’ ‘fo tasty,” he grinned and swallowed, his lips smeared with icing, “I wanted to make sure I got all of it.”

Kagami leaned forward, licking his lips, “You should really try this icing.”

Kuroko smiled, “If you insist.”

He stood on his toes and captured his boyfriend’s lips between his own. He sucked lightly, savouring the taste of the sweet frosting with a hint of vanilla. Kagami gave a content sigh and pressed their lips together more firmly. His tongue slipped into Kuroko’s mouth, giving him more of that sugary taste. Kuroko let out a soft moan, as Kagami ran his tongue over and under his own. Kagami’s large hands gripped his hips and lifted him on to the table. Kuroko leaned back on his elbow and swiped a large glob of icing off the cake. He gave his finger a sensual lick, enjoying how his partner’s eyes were glued on him. Without further prompting, Kagami closed the distance between them again, pressing his body further against the table.

Kagami hungrily lapped up more icing from his lips, as if the taste was the most addictive thing he knew.

‘Maybe,’ Kuroko thought to himself, ‘I’m not that bad at baking after all.’

#kagakuro exchange #kagakuroechange 2017 #summer exchange #kuroko no basket #Kuroko Tetsuya #kagami taiga #fanfic #shenever writes #shenever draws #trip

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