Ahh I wanted to write so much more but these were already hella long! I hope you like it!! xx
Scenario: Kise, Aomine and Kagami trying to seduce you at a party
You were at a house party. You weren’t sure why though. This wasn’t your usual environment, nor did you want to be here. Your friend, who was much more socially confident, had managed to convince you to join her, but you didn’t anticipate her practically abandoning you to go dance. You couldn’t blame her though, it was your fault for not knowing how to dance.
There wasn’t much to do when you were alone, so you found yourself sipping on some bitter alcohol as you leaned against the kitchen counter, watching everyone else lose themselves in the music and each other. Just as you began to consider leaving, this tall blonde haired boy approached you.
“Hey there,” he said, flashing you a smile. He looked exhausted. He must’ve been dancing.
“Hi,” you replied curtly, shifting to the side a bit because he was reaching for the drinks that sat next to you.
He took a gulp of the cheap vodka and scrunched his face in disgust. “I don’t get how people drink this stuff straight— it’s awful. Cocktails are way better,” he said.
“Well, you do realise that you could just not drink it right?” you informed coolly. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He looked familiar, but you didn’t know where you’ve seen him before.
“Yes, but parties seem much more fun when you’re not in the right mind,” he shrugged, leaning on the counter next to you. “You having fun?”
“Hm, I’m in the kitchen sipping on cheap alcohol alone- what do you think?” you said, tone heavily coated in sarcasm.
The boy chuckled, making him ten times more attractive than he already was. “I think that you should try hitting the dance floor.”
“As appealing as being in a crowd of drunk teenagers is, I’ll have to refuse because I can’t dance,” you replied.
He sighed, a grin spread across his face. “What’s your name?”
“Y/N, I’m Kise. And tonight I’ll be teaching you how to have fun at parties. Lesson one: dancing,” he said, a slight slur in his words.
“Do you have any teaching qualifications?” you asked jokingly.
“No but my dance skills are more than enough,” he boasted. “Maybe by the end of the night, you’ll walk out of here with the ability to dance as well as my phone number.”
You nearly choked on your drink as you weren’t expecting for something like that to come out of his mouth so nonchalantly yet so smoothly. “Excuse me?” You chuckled, eyes watery from the near death experience.
“Hm? Well, you’re pretty cute. I was hoping I’d get your number,” he shrugged.
“You’re a brave one,” you smiled, appreciating the straightforwardness. “But I don’t know, we just met after all.”
“That’s what makes it even more interesting! Whatever, it’s okay. You’ll be convinced by the end of the night,” he said confidently before holding his hand out. “For now, would you like to be my first dance student?”
You sighed. You were bored out of your mind and Kise seemed like good company so you put your drink down and took his hand, following him into the crowd of dancing teenagers.
“Okay, now just do what I do, okay?” he said into your ear so that you could hear him over the loud music. You nodded in response before he backed away from you and began to flail his arms around and move his hips along with the beat of the music. Whilst he didn’t look too bad doing it, you were certain that you’d look absolutely stupid if you were to follow along.
You laughed and shook your head, “There’s no way I’m doing that. I’ll look so silly,” you told him, crossing your arms out of sheer awkwardness of being the only one standing there stationary.
Kise clicked his tongue in disappointment as he pulled your arms away from your body and took your hands in his. Before you knew it, he was moving your arms around as he danced along to the music, practically forcing you to sway your body along with him. “See! You’re doing it!” Kise exclaimed, his face lighting up like an excited puppy.
“We probably look like idiots,” you laughed, though you continued to move along with him as if you didn’t have a care in the world.
“So what? Are you having fun?” he asked, squeezing your hands tight.
“Yeah,” you nodded.
“Then that’s all that matters!” he yelled before shutting his eyes and losing himself in the music, making you giggle at first but you soon followed suit.
After dancing with him for about an hour, you finally felt tired so you excused yourself to go to the kitchen. However, he insisted on following you so both of you escaped the loud music slightly to have a break with some drinks. With a lack of seating, you hopped onto the counter by the drinks and sat there as you chatted with him.
“You wanna try something?” you said once you finally caught your breath.
“Depends. What is it?” Kise shrugged, finally being able to look you in the eye now that you’re at his eye level. He was slightly tipsy, but he was sure that he found your eyes absolutely beautiful- as with the rest of you.
“Well, you did say you liked cocktails… so why don’t we try mixing all the drinks together sand seeing what it tastes like?” you suggested, enjoying how appalled he seemed.
“That’s the dumbest idea ever,” he said, pausing for a moment before grinning. “Let’s do it.”
Whilst the two of you giggled and joked as you made the concoction, you soon came to regret it when you finally took a sip. “That’s so disgusting!” you laughed.
“Oh God!” he exclaimed in disgust, desperately looking for a drink that would get the taste out of his mouth because unlike you, Kise went all in and took a big gulp of it. He eventually began to gargle tap water frantically, and you couldn’t help but laugh at him.
“You’re such an idiot,” you said to him as he spat the water out into the sink.
“Me? It was your idea!”
“Fair enough,” you shrugged.
Kise made his way back to the counter next to you, finally beginning to relax. “So, have you decided to give me your number yet?” he asked.
“Hm, I don’t know if I’d want an idiot like you texting me all the time,” you joked.
Kise sighed, “I send the best texts of all time okay? All my friends love it when I text them!”
“I don’t know you very well, but I still find that hard to believe,” you teased, making him pout.
“Well how am I supposed to take you out on a date if I don’t have your number?” he said smoothly, making your cheeks heat up slightly.
“And who said that I want to go on a date with you?” you questioned. Truth was, you definitely would’ve loved to go out with him again, but you just wanted to challenge him.
“I mean, I’m quite sure I made this the most fun night of your life, so why wouldn’t you want to have more fun, you know?” he explained, walking the fine line between cocky and confident.
Just before you could respond to that, you friend walked into the kitchen in search of you. “Y/N! There you are! I’m heading back home. You coming?” she said.
You hopped off the counter and nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute.”
Kise frowned, “Going home already?”
“Yeah, I don’t wanna go alone,” you explained. You held your hand out in front of him. “Give me your phone.”
“Do you want my number or not?” you said, causing a triumphant grin to spread across the blonde’s face as he fished his pockets for his phone.
You entered your number into his contacts before handing it back to him with a smile. “I’m looking forward to our date,” you said coolly before walking off.
Kise couldn’t help but smile as he watched you leave before muttering to himself, “So am I.”
You sat on a couch in the corner of the living room, alone and surrounded by people you didn’t know. There were a few people you recognised from school, though you never talked to them. You’d been dragged here by a friend of yours, but they were nowhere to be seen so you just sat there, your urge to leave growing with every passing minute. That was until a boy took a seat next to you.
You knew him. Aomine Daiki— ace of your school’s basketball team. You’d never spoken to him before. “Hey there,” he sighed, tone seeming rather annoyed and bored.
“Hi,” you replied curtly, pursing your lips awkwardly.
“You go to Touou, don’t you?” he asked, studying your face.
“Yep, class 2-A,” you nodded.
“Oh, you’re in the same year as me. I thought you looked familiar. I’m Aomine Daiki— 2-D,” he said, holding his hand out for you to shake.
“Yeah, I know. You’re kinda popular, being the ace and all,” you said, shaking his hand. “I’m Y/N.”
“Nice to meet you, Y/N. So, what’s a pretty girl like you doing sitting here alone?” he asked, moving his arm so that it was resting on the couch behind you, practically putting it around you indirectly.
You fought back the embarrassing grin that began to spread across your face as you shifted away from him awkwardly. He was certainly very forward. “I’ve lost track of my friend and also parties like this aren’t exactly my thing. I don’t really know anyone here,” you answered honestly, brushing off the fact that he called you pretty.
“Well, I’m quite bored here. I was about to head out for a walk. Care to join?”
“Hm, I’m not sure; I barely know you. What if you’re drawing me out to kill me?” you questioned jokingly.
A small chuckle escaped his lips as he shook his head. “Well, you can either let me murder you or you could sit here and die of boredom. All I’m saying is that you’ll die having fun with the first option,” he shrugged, playing along with your joke.
“Alright,” you laughed. “I’ll come with you.”
The two of you stood up and waded through the crowd of people before heading out of the house and into the dark and chilly night. You felt yourself begin to relax, your ears finally getting a break from the loud music. You and Aomine walked down the driveway and onto the pavement, beginning to stroll to wherever it led.
“So why’d you even come to this party anyways?” you asked him, wanting to break the silence between you two.
“I’m not sure. I thought it’d be fun to get drunk and dance with strangers and regretting it the next morning,” he shrugged. “But the alcohol here tastes awful. Plus I didn’t find any of the girls interesting enough to dance with; they were all wasted anyways.”
“I’m quite interesting, you could’ve asked me to dance with you,” you said, half-jokingly.
Aomine looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “I could’ve, but would you have said yes to that?”
“No,” you shook your head with a small chuckle.
“Yeah that’s what I thought,” he grinned. “Plus what makes you think that you’re interesting?”
“Well, for one, you found me interesting enough to approach,” you pointed out.
“Nah, I was just bored, shut up,” he said defensively.
“No no, you called me pretty and everything!” you teased, making him roll his eyes in annoyance, though he did begin to blush ever so slightly.
“That was nothing, shut up,” he groaned.
“You were hitting on me. You don’t hit on someone you don’t find interesting,” you added.
“Well, did it work?”
“Hm, I don’t think so. I don’t usually go out with guys like you,” you replied.
“What? Extremely handsome?” Aomine questioned sarcastically.
“No… extremely cocky,” you joked.
“It’s called confidence, Y/N,” he said unapologetically. You felt your heart skip a beat after hearing him say your name. As much as you played it cool, you did find him attractive— there was no denying that.
“Sure, call it what you want,” you shrugged, “no offence, but you seem like the kind of guy that hops from girl to girl and I don’t know if I can put up with that.”
“Well, that’s because the girls I tend to go for are really shallow. I never get a chance to connect with any of them so I just leave,” he shrugged, kicking around a pebble along the pavement.
“I guess that makes sense,” you said, crossing your arms as you began to feel colder.
“So will you go out with me?” he asked nonchalantly.
You chuckled, “Maybe, but what makes you think that I’m not shallow too?”
“Well, if you were, you wouldn’t be walking here with me. We’d probably be in one of the bedrooms of that house,” he said honestly, surprising you slightly.
“We could still do that.”
“We could?” he repeated, eyes widening eagerly.
You giggled, “I was joking; don’t get too excited dummy.”
“Oh,” he sighed disappointedly. “Are you feeling cold?” he asked, finally noticing that you were practically hugging yourself.
Aomine pulled his jacket off and wrapped it around you. “Here you go.”
“Thanks, but won’t you feel cold too?”
“Nah, I am a hottie after all,” he grinned.
“Oh god,” you groaned. “That was the lamest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Shut up. That was comedy gold,” he snapped back.
“Sure it was,” you replied, tone laced with sarcasm.
The two of you continued to chat as you walked along the dimly lit pavement until you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. It was your friend asking about your whereabouts- they wanted to go back home. You sighed, realising that your time with Aomine would have to be cut short.
“I’ve got to head back. My friend wants to leave,” you informed him. “Here, you can have your jacket back—“
“No, keep it. You can return it to me when we go on our date,” he said smoothly.
“Oh we’re going on a date, are we? I don’t remember agreeing to that,” you said, playing hard-to-get.
“So is that a no?” he questioned, doing his best to mask his disappointment.
“I’m just messing with you. A date would be fun,” you smiled, causing Aomine’s heart to fill with glee, though he played it cool.
“Really? What made you change your mind?” he asked.
“Nothing, really. I was already interested in you from the start— I just wanted to see where things would go,” you shrugged.
“Such a tease,” he sighed, shaking his head disapprovingly, though he wore a huge smile on his face.
“Expect more of that when we go out,” you grinned. “Unless, of course, you can’t handle it. In that case, you should probably just give up now.”
“Nah, I can’t really give up on someone interesting like you now, can I?”
You weren’t one to spend your Friday nights at a random house party getting wasted with strangers. However, that was somehow the situation you found yourself in after you friend practically begged you to join her to one of your classmates’ party because she had a crush on him and didn’t want to go alone. Of course, being the good friend you were, you agreed, thinking that you could actually end up having some fun.
That wasn’t the case though. Instead, you were leaning against the wall alone, watching everyone around you jump up and down to the music. You had lost track of your friend rather quickly, which didn’t help things either.
After doing practically nothing for about half an hour, you felt a headache brewing from the loud music and chattering of the people around you, so you decided to go up to the roof to get some fresh air as well as to escape the strain on your ears. The rooftop had a few scattered around, but it was still significantly less loud than it was inside. You heaved yourself onto a small ledge on the side and sat there, looking over the streetlights and roofs of other houses that stretched out into the distance.
It didn’t take long for you to completely zone out, losing yourself in the silence as you stared up at the starry night sky. It was actually rather relaxing to be sitting there with a light breeze brushing through your hair, the sound of muffled music filling the air. “Maybe I should leave,” you muttered to yourself with a heavy sigh. It was getting rather boring being this alone.
“Hey no, don’t leave just yet,” a voice said out of nowhere, startling you. When you looked away from the sky and down to the roof, you found Kagami Taiga— a boy you’ve seen around school— standing by you, looking confident yet nervous at the same time. “I just got here after all.”
“My God! Don’t sneak up on a person like that!” you scolded.
“I didn’t sneak up on you, I’ve been standing here for about thirty seconds now, you just never looked down,” he shrugged. He finally understood what Kuroko felt like everyday. “Mind if I sit next to you?”
“Sure, I guess,” you said, shifting over to give him some space. “Kagami, right?”
“Yep. You’re Y/N, if I’m not mistaken?” he replied.
“Yeah, I’m surprised you know me… I’m not one to stand out too often.”
“Well, I’ve always thought you were kinda cute,” he admitted, eyes fixated on the stars so that he wouldn’t die of nervousness.
“Only kinda cute? That’s a shame,” you said, letting out a joking sigh of disappointment as you watched Kagami panic.
“No no no, that’s not what I meant. You’re cute— very cute,” he clarified quickly, beginning to get flustered.
You giggled at his reaction, feeling slightly bad for putting him on the spot like that. “Calm down, I’m just messing around. Thanks though.”
Kagami let out a sigh of relief. “You having fun?”
“Not really. I don’t know anyone here,” you answered.
“Don’t worry, I’m here now,” he said confidently.
“Right, so my night is gonna get ten times worse now?” you said sarcastically, watching his cocky smile turn into a disappointing glare.
“Ha ha very funny,” he rolled his eyes.
“I know, I’m hilarious.”
“Sure you are,” he said dryly. “You know what else would be funny?”
“If you went out on a date with me,” he said, eyes meeting yours. Maybe it was the few drinks he had previously, but he wasn’t sure where all this confidence was coming from.
You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. You weren’t expecting him to say that. “Yeah that’s real funny.”
“Oh you’re serious?” you said, still very amused by the situation.
“Yeah,” he nodded, looking at you expectantly.
“I don’t know. Why should I?” You asked, insinuating that you wanted him to sell you on the idea of a date with him.
“Well, I’m kind, tall, I can cook, and my body is something to die for,” he said honestly. Yeah, he definitely wasn’t sober.
“Oh really? Prove it,” you grinned.
To your surprise, Kagami reached for the hem of his shirt to pull it off, but you quickly stopped him.
“Wait! I was kidding!” you exclaimed. I mean, you wouldn’t have minded seeing those abs of his, but you felt strange for demanding him for something like that. You breathed out a sigh of relief when he stopped himself and let go of his shirt. “My god, you really have about two braincells huh?”
“What do you mean? I was just doing what you asked!” he retorted.
“Why would you listen to someone you barely know?” you shot back.
“Because you’re pretty!”
You completely lost it there. This boy was too precious. You burst out into a fit of giggles, and he soon began to laugh a bit too. “You have a strange way of flirting with people— I like it,” you said.
“Thanks, I think,” he said, smiling at you so longingly.
The two of you sat there in silence for some time, admiring the view together, until you remembered that you were meant to be heading back by now. You hopped off the ledge, making Kagami furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
“I’m gonna get going now I think,” you said.
“Oh alright,” Kagami nodded, doing his best to mask his disappointment. “I’ll catch you around school then.”
“School? Hm, I thought we were going on a date,” you said with a smirk as his face lit up. “Oh well, I guess you’re not interested anymore,” you shrugged.
“You’re such a confusing person, Y/N,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Of course I’m still interested.”
“Well that’s good to hear,” you smiled at the blushing Kagami that wore a smug grin on his face. You definitely couldn’t wait to mess with him more.