Mine
By – Hime no Ichigo
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: R
Pairing: TAKAO Kazunari x MIDORIMA Shintarou
Story Type: Drabble
Summary: So endearing, so precious, so beautiful, and it's all mine.
Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke is the intellectual property of Fujimaki Tadatoshi.
Notes: This is from Toki's prompt: "undressing".
"Shin-chan, Shin-chan..."
He's never pegged the stoic man to be the aggressor – if anything, it will be him to always initiate contact to set off a domino effect, because with Midorima, he needs a trigger, a reason to do things, and Takao is only too happy to provide him with one. To see him forward, needy, is rare, and Takao relishes every second of it.
The way Midorima unbuttons his shirt is awkward and shy, his actions fumbling and scared like he will make a further fool of himself. How endearing, Kazunari thinks, as his gaze focuses on the increasing flush in the other's cheeks. So precious, and it's all his, all his.
Midorima stops at his belt. Takao hums deep in his throat, stroking his hip in encouragement. It's all right, it's just me, nothing to be afraid of, and Midorima obediently unbuckles and unzips, gingerly stepping out of his pants.
"Shin-chan," Kazunari licks his lips, finding them quite dry all of a sudden. So beautiful, and it's all mine.
"Don't tease," he spits out a threat, but it's not effective at all.
"I'll stop when you," his finger accidentally brushing the tip of his penis, and Takao smiles widely at its sensitivity to his touch. "Help me out of these clothes too?"
Midorima stares down at him; Takao knows it too well, the look of are you out of your mind?, but he ignores it, keeping his smirk on. "All or nothing, Shin-chan."
He gives him another look, but in the end gives in to his demands, bandaged fingers scraping gently against his skin as he pushes up his shirt. Takao grabs his wrist, kissing the weak pulse.
All mine, all mine.
Takao opens his eyes, and he's only aware of the tears, and the dull ache in his heart.
- Owari -
Authoress' Notes: I'm sorry, Takao-kunnnnn.