It’s kinda short, but so chaotic lmao, hope you like it!! xx
Scenario: Aomine’s s/o accidentally getting icing on her dress
It was Kise’s birthday and everyone decided to gather together for a party at his house. You were in charge of making the cake since you liked to bake and you were just doing a few touch ups after you had arrived since Aomine’s reckless driving caused a few imperfections in the icing. Getting a bit caught up in your work, you didn’t notice the cream getting onto your dress until Murasakibara’s girlfriend pointed it out.
“Y/N, you’ve got some icing on your dress,” she informed you from her seat on the couch, wrapped in Murasakibara’s long arms.
You looked down and spotted the white stain on the hem of your dress. “Oh thanks for telling me,” you mumbled, pulling the skirt up slightly to wipe it off.
Aomine looked up from his phone and saw you licking the icing off your fingers, causing his mind to run wild. “Well that looks familiar,” he thought out loud with a smirk on his face, not really caring if all his friends heard him.
Everyone let out a groan of disgust and disappointment at the sound of those words, sparking a chatter of tsks and tuts.
“Aominecchi!” Kise scolded with you in unison, slapping his arm for the unapologetic crudeness.
“What?” Aomine said defensively, slapping Kise’s arm back as if he did nothing wrong.
“That’s disgusting, Mine-chin,” Murasakibara tutted, shaking his head in disappointment.
“You really have no manners, do you?” Midorima sighed, rubbing his temples.
“You guys are my friends, why do I need to have manners around you?” Aomine scoffed, unable to grasp why everyone was so outraged as he stood up from his seat.
“While that might be true, there are women here, Aomine,” Akashi lectured.
“You really need to control that mouth of yours, Aomine-kun,” Kuroko said, pulling his girlfriend closer to him, feeling second-hand embarrassment for her having to hear those words.
“Oh trust me, my mouth has plenty of control, don’t you agree, Y/N?” Aomine smirked, snaking his arms around your waist from behind you as a second wave of disgusted groans filled the room, though Kise did his best to hold back a chuckle this time.
Now it was your turn to slap your boyfriend’s arm. “Don’t drag me into your filthy mess,” you scolded as he simply rested his head on your shoulder, unbothered.
“You guys act like you’ve never had sex before,” Aomine sighed, rolling his eyes at everyone’s dramatic reactions.
“Y/N-cchi, I’m so sorry you have to date someone so immature,” Kise said, giving you a sympathetic look.
“Oi, I saw you laughing back there Kise, don’t act like you’re better than me,” Aomine barked, leading to Kise to stick his tongue out at him in response.
Eventually, everyone moved on and Aomine remained clung onto you, not wanting to move from the comfort of your warm body.
“Did you really have to say that back then?” you said softly so that only he could hear.
“The opportunity was right there, how could I not?” Aomine replied.
“You’re such an idiot,” you chuckled. No matter how disgusted you were initially, you did find it kind of funny.
“Well, this idiot would like to see you lick some more white stuff off your fingers. What do you say?” Aomine grinned, voice low and husky.
“You’re despicable,” you sighed, though you couldn’t help but get a bit flustered at the way he whispered in your ear. “Save it for when we get back home. Deal?”
Aomine looked at you with an evil glint in his eyes. You could tell that he was already playing out every single detail in his dirty mind. “Deal.”