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shoichee · 3 years

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hiii tysm for keeping this fandom alive... i was wondering if i could request hugging hcs for Moriyama, Kasamatsu, and Hayakawa? like what kind of hugs do they give, when, etc.?

BANGER REQUEST THIS IS SUCH A UNIQUE ONE I LOVE THIS THANK YOU ANON.... i hope you’re still around :^)

[Headcanons]

Moriyama Yoshitaka

this guy is literally the definition of touch-starved LOL

once he finds his special someone, they’re gonna need to prepare themselves for TONS of verbal affection… even if they don’t get his convoluted words half the time

that being said, he wouldn’t be awkward with hugs, but it’s his misinterpretations and poor executions of the hugs that make things awkward

in his MIND, he THINKS he’s being mega suave and totally seducing you with his mannerisms, and you’re just here like, “umm… you know you can just… ask for a hug if you wanted one.”

“According to my research though, it’s better to approach this more poetically in order to be seen in a more profound light with the person you like.”

“Huh? Are you actually trusting the internet more than me about what I want—”

“Sorry, sorry, here,” he would mumble in defeat and immediately bring you to nestle your head against his chest

this type of interaction would be very frequent in the early stages of your shared relationship, where Moriyama would try to salvage his poor social skills by hugging you against body, and him putting his hand to cradle your head while the other is around your waist

of course, even if you were exasperated with him, you can’t help but eventually hug him back and snuggle closer

canon: he’d have unique scents on him every once in a while, because he’s someone to use scented deodorant sprays (like citrus, in the Replace novel)

he’d actually be unintentionally charismatic with his actions? like, if he doesn’t open his mouth and wordlessly hugs you, his body just knows how to accommodate you:

sad? happy? clingy? affectionate? lazy? when he sees your current mood, he just somehow knows what type of hugs to give you…

he thinks the internet advice is working, but in reality, he’s just inherently very in-tuned with people’s emotions; for example, he’s one of the few people who can see straight through Kasamatsu and his inner struggles, and he’s always the first person to suggest roundabout ways to make him relax

so because of this, sometimes he’d make the most confusing statements and random trivias he found from his “research” just to try to look for an opportunity to sneak up and glomp on you “tactfully” (never works, and you end up sighing that *sigh* before letting yourself be open on purpose for Moriyama to sneak in with a hug)

this dude is the type of guy who’d find every opportunity to hug you in front of his teammates to subtly show off how “experienced” he was in dating LOL and then he’d probably say something like, “If you follow the signs I told you guys about, you’ll all be able to have cute dates too, you know…” all while giving that little comical pout and index finger point at them… maybe flipping his bang to the side with that finger too…

but again, he’s touch-starved, so deep inside, he really, REALLY likes hugging you and wants to touch you every moment he gets

whenever he hugs you, he’s at his most “normal,” where he drops the whole “fate, elements, advice” talk and just has normal conversations and genuine muses… although a random corny line might slip out of habit

he hugs you before school, during school, after school, but rarely during practice or games or anything like that… which is surprisingly odd

he’ll hug you in front of his teammates during school no problem, but if it’s right before a practice or a game, he usually doesn’t, mostly because he’s usually very concentrated on the upcoming challenge… and not to mention, he’s a 3rd-year, so he does want to set a good example for the underclassmen in prioritizing the team first

he has no problem scouting for your face on the stands before a game starts though, and of course, he’d pester his team about how cute you looked in the stands

once games end, if you allowed him, he’d usually jog straight to you and would try to give you a quick hug before he’d go back to his teammates to the lockers

Kasamatsu Yukio

touch-starved guy #2, but is also afraid of physical contact

not because he doesn’t like it, but the concept of someone hugging him or him hugging someone for ROMANTIC reasons is so foreign

it’s the fact that he knows he’ll get super sweaty, clammy, and stiff and he KNOWS he’d focus on everything but also on nothing, and at that point he’ll just shut down—

so touch-starved that when he gets a hug from you, he’d be hyper-fixated on EVERYTHING about you and where you’re touching, and his brain would just overload

so the result is the same old Yukio being frozen and stammery and red

in other words, YOU have to initiate the hugs

whenever you hug him, he’s gonna first flinch and then respond by stiffly holding his arms out to support your weight against his body… and then after a few seconds of contact, he would awkwardly pat his two hands on your back in this loose hug he’s doing LOL

all while being red, of course

but how much he hugs depends on how much you go up to him for hugs; as much as he grumbles and stammers and lamely complains, he’d never reject any of your hugs, even with the hesitant reciprocation

if you two are alone, he’s much quicker to hug you back… if you hug him in public or in front of his teammates, he’s more likely to be frozen stiff and slower to pat your arms in a shy hug

however, the times when Kasamatsu would be at his lowest and most emotional are when Kasamatsu initiates the hugs first, often out of nowhere with fierce, tight holds while nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck/top of your shoulder

once he reveals his most vulnerable side like this to you in hugging you, it’d be huge milestone in which he would be more inclined to initiate physical contact without being in a flustered state

all in all, give the poor captain some time… eventually when you’ll reach a certain part of your relationship (see bullet points above), he’ll be comfortable enough to hug you without being a mess

so when he finally gets to this point, he will always ask you for consent (or at least give you a heads up) before he hugs you or physically touches you with, “May I…?” or “Do you mind…?”

and most of the time, or near always, you’d reply, “Of course, Yukio.”

“Th-That’s good…”

he’s still a reserved individual with a captain’s duty to uphold, so he’s not going to be handsy on his end in front of people; he’d literally DIE of embarrassment

expect “loose” hugs from him, he’s not gonna smush your face into his chest or give those extremely tight hugs, generally speaking

so what should you expect from his hugs? assuming that you hugged him first, his hands will always pat your back or rub soothing patterns of circles and swirls, almost in an unconscious effort to try to show you that he does love these hugs from you, even if it’s hard for him to show and express that sometimes

or if he has those shy moments, he’d try to half-heartedly pry you off in a grumbling fluster, but after grasping your arms around his waist, he’d immediately give in and just rub those familiar patterns on your upper arms while trying to convince you to wait until you’re alone with him to do these things

if he senses some sketchy people nearby or if you’re in a crowd full of strangers, expect a hand around your shoulder as he ushers you slightly closer to his side with a serious glint in his eyes, analyzing your surroundings (again, this will only happen once your relationship reaches at a later stage)

it’s only when the “danger” passes by and with his hand still on you that he realizes what he did and starts getting embarrassed again

key phrase with the Kaijō captain is: “There’s a time and place for everything.”

Hayakawa Mitsuhiro

touch-starved guy #3, but he’s not afraid to pounce on you for the hugs

ever since he miraculously got into a relationship with you (according to his teammates, anyways), slapping his own cheeks to get himself in the mood for rebounding wasn’t as appealing anymore

not when he has you to hug and accidentally squeeze the life out of you

“Oh!! A(l)e you he(l)e to chee(l) me on, (y/n)-san?!”

“M-Mitsu… I can’t… breathe—”

“O-Oh! So(l)(l)y…! I [will learn] to be mo(l)e ca(l)efu(r) next time!”

“Mitsuhiro, please don’t worry about me! Go back to your teammates… they’re waiting for you. Good luck on the game, okay?”

Hayakawa treats hugging like he does with basketball, putting 100% of his effort and enthusiasm into it… and oftentimes, his hugs can be too… explosive? they can be quite abrupt and intense

his energy alone would normally scare away everyone—hell, a lot of times, his teammates can’t tolerate it… so everyone always wonders how you never seem bothered by his tendencies

but to you, his bear hugs make you feel very, very secure and loved, since he never has qualms about hugging in public because he’s always focused on you or the courts

initially though, his hugs definitely crushed your figure into smithereens, mostly because he’s never had to keep his strength in check

and he’s never had anything close to an intimate relationship, so he’d probably need a lot of time and positive encouragement/advice for him to learn how to be more delicate (or rather, tactful) when initiating hugs

he’s SO earnest that he’d totally treat your words/encouragement as a serious lesson and would try to “practice” hugging and ask:

“Is this okay, (y/n)-san?!”

if you’re not around, he’d totally hug his teammates out of nowhere and definitely receive a few punches or kicks out of retaliation

“WHAT THE HELL?”

“I am p(l)acticing [how to] hug, Kasamatsu-senpai!”

“Don’t do that! People will get the wrong idea!!”

“Why? Don’t we a(r)ways p(l)actice togethe(l) as a team, captain?!”

“That’s completely different!!”

he has no tact, so whenever he sees you, expect a fierce hug as a greeting every time… unless you tell him that you’re not a fan of the constant hugging or want to save it for private moments, he’s gonna keep doing it

just as your hugs hype him up for anything upcoming, when you hug him a certain way, they also have a calming effect on this excitable boy too

Kasamatsu literally reveres you because you’re the only one who can keep him in check

it’s when you do your calming hugs (that gentle squeeze around his torso as you slowly nuzzle against him) that his heartbeat slightly slows down and his breath exhales out steadily to let out the pent-up steam

those types of hugs from your end would allow you to see a “less-energetic” side of him, where his voice might still be loud, but at least it’s still relatively indoor voice

still, a lot of his sentences are either incomprehensible mumbles or butchered exclaims, no in-between

“Sometimes, it’s good for your body and mind to stop and relax, y’know?”

“I-Is that so…! You a(l)e very knowled[geable] about these things! I [think] that is ve(l)y coo(r)…”

“You say that, but you’re one of the best offensive rebound players in the nation. That’s so much cooler, Mitsuhiro.”

“If I was coo(r) (r)ike you say, I wonde(l) why peop(r)e (l)un away [when I try] to ta(r)k? Mo(l)iyama-senpai says [it is because] I ‘have no cha(l)m’… I must wo(l)k ha(l)der [if that is the case]!”

“Well, I think your attitude and energy can be very refreshing. Everytime I see you, I can’t help but be motivated to work hard and accomplish like you do.”

“I am ve(l)y touched, (y/n)-san…!”

all in all, he will hug you every chance he gets (except when Kasamatsu roundhouse kicks him to curb him) and accepts all hugs from you (while being red and a little shy, but still enthusiastic)

prepare your waist/torso to be constantly crushed embraced, because that’s where his arms will always be around

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pillow-anime-infos · 4 years

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knb masterlist {kaijou ver.}

RYOUYA KISE

crybaby {scenario | 477 words ; sfw}

study and cake (ft. daiki aomine) {scenario | 424 words ; sfw}

ryouta protects his female friend {scenario | 366 words ; sfw}

how to impress him when you’re super shorty? {scenario | 525 words ; sfw}

‘“but i want a kiss too!”(ft. daiki aomine)’ {kiss prompt number 41 + scenario | 311 words ; sfw}

unforgettable kiss under the mistletoe {scenario | 456 words ; sfw}

kise loses point when he sees you {headcanon ; sfw}

quickie at school {scenario | 1493 words ; nsfw}

daily routine {headcanon ; sfw}

date idea {headcanon ; sfw}

boy, oh boy (jealous kise) {headcanon ; sfw}

kise dates a girl who knows aikido {headcanon ; sfw}

kise saves his girlfriend in his style (also two of them are models!) {headcanon ; sfw, but also suggestive}

sleep talks and some bites {scenario | 158 words ; sfw}

his s/o is mentally unstable {headcanon ; sfw}

his fans are your fans {scenario | 579 words ; sfw}

caught by his team {headcanon ; sfw}

“big tiddy goth girl” – he’s into it or nah? {headcanon ; sfw}

YUKIO KASAMATSU

“big tiddy goth girl” – he’s into it or nah? {headcanon ; sfw}

his girlfriend likes to wear hot clothes, but she doesn’t like weird comments about herself {headcanon ; sfw}

YOSHITAKA MORIYAMA

soon

KOUJI KOBORI

“big tiddy goth girl” – he’s into it or nah? {headcanon ; sfw}

SHINYA NAKAMURA

soon

MITSUHIRO HAYAKAWA

soon

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ferg0s · 2 years

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I just had a big brain moment. Virgin killer manic pixie dream girl setting her sights on moriyama. He’s the perfect victim when you really think about it 😏

this just feels so perfect, but so cruel.

It was no secret that one of Moriyama's driving forces to perform well in games was to impress the girls in the crowd - no one dared burst his bubble, they need him to be on his A-game. They'd even go as far as to point out girls in the crowd, saying that he was looking at him or heard that he had the hots for him on a special occasion - everyone knew they were jokes most of the time, but today wasn't one of them.

Everyone started to take notice of you during a practice game with Seirin. They'd become common at this point so it wasn't a shock to see the Seirin team on Kaijō grounds. Sometimes, for fun, they'd open the gym doors and invite other students to come to watch the practice match, most of them cheering for Sierin of course, but even then the students that would come would have a connection to the players or game - other athletes, siblings or even partners of the players. Everyone noticed the girl standing near the corner, not saying a word or cheering loud like everyone else. They chalked it up to one of Kise's admirers and called it a day until you showed up again to the practice match, the one where Kise wasn't at. Suspicions began to rise in the team on who the girl was there to see, everyone joking saying she was there for them and the whole thing brushed over until they saw her again at a tournament. She was sitting in the front row, her eyes glued to the court as they played.

"Your admirer sure is persistent," Kasamatsu joked as he took a sip of water. "What can I say," Kise swooned. "I'm-" "I don't think she's here for you, Kise," Hayakawa interrupted. "She's probably here for me," Moriyama joked as he took a towel off his neck. "Actually - yeah,"

Something ignited in Moriyama after hearing that, everyone felt it and saw it. He made an effort to be his best, making sure to have as much time with the ball as was physically possible - and in the end, contributing to their victory - heavily. The cheers and banter in teh locker room followed them as they made their way to the exit, teh talk about the girl still fresh in the conversation. As they recalled highlights of their game, waiting outside for their bus to arrive, a voice spoke up.

"Excuse me,"

the team grew quiet, frantically looking around for where the voice came from. A figure emerged from behind them. "Moriyama?" It was her. Moriyama stepped aside to talk to her, leaving his team behind to only speculate what was happening - but the dorky smile on his face told them that everything went well. She began to show up at more games, even practices, bringing an extra water bottle occasionally. Moriyama insisted that they were dating, it was just teh talking phase, but that didn't stop his teammates from addressing her as his girlfriend.

He tried to play it off, telling them to shut up in the locker room, but his heart fluttered when he would think about her. The nights he'd be alone in the parking court with her, showing her how to shoot and playing a mock one on one with her. The way she'd laugh and cheer in joy when she would manage to steal the ball from him - only when he let her of course - her gentle touch on his arms when she's holding them, walking next to him as he dropped her off after School. As much as he played it up for his teammates, he never actually had a serious relationship before or even his first kiss. It was too embarrassing to admit, but not to her - he felt like he could tell her everything- especially in such a moment.

His face was inches away from hers, eyes barely open as he leaned in further to close the gap. Suddenly a voice rang out, "Are you a virgin?" He stopped in his tracks, eyes opening and looking at her. "I-uh," his face flushed a light pink as he tried to come up with an answer. "Oh, it's okay, I won't judge," she said cheerfully. By the way, she smiled at him, her gentle stare meeting his, he didn't feel like he had no reason to lie, slowly nodding and adverting his eyes away from her. He didn't stop her when she leaned in towards him, placing her lips on his - he was glad that he didn't have to make the first move - and immediately he melted in her touch. His lips moving in sync with hers, her hand going up to caress his face, the pad of her thumb pulling at his lips, opening it just enough for her to slip her tongue inside. He followed her lead, letting her guide the kiss, mimicking the movement of her tongue, letting his touch guide him. He felt her push down on his chest, leaning back until he was lying flat on his back. The kiss broke, giving him time to catch his breath. She crawled on top of him, hovering over his body as she leaned down to lock lips once again, this time her hand going down his chest, pulling at his uniform tie. Pulling away she put her foreheads on his, catching her breath as her hands trailed further down.

"I've never done this before," Moriyama confessed, panting. "Do you want me to show you?"

The tone in her voice was new. He knew her as the shy, quiet girl who couldn't muster up the courage to order her meal - but the sudden shift in demeanour, the assertive, dominant tone sent shivers down his spine. He didn't expect something like this from her, but with all his blood drained from his brain and going down to his dick, he had no choice but to give in to his desires. "Please," he breathed out.

Her hands trailed down to his crotch, her fingers ghosting over the bulge before placing her hadn't on it, palming it. The sudden sensation made him groan, throwing his head back. It stopped, now replaced by the feeling of her pulling down his pants - to which he assisted - and soon his lower half was naked. He hungrily kissed her, trying to hold the moans from her gently stroking his cock. His head was flushed red, oozing pre cum as he felt the foreign touch of her hand squeeze around his head.

Pulling away from the kiss, she leaned down to his ear, "Do you want me on top?". The sensation coming from his dick made it impossible for him to form a coherent sentence, nodding his head frantically instead. He planted a small kiss on his neck before lifting herself from him, turning back down to him. "Naked?" She asked again. He nodded once again. He had only seen a woman naked on his computer screen, he had never thought to wonder what it would be like to have one naked in front of you in reality. Sitting up, he watched in awe as she took off her shirt, her black lacy bra making his dick twitch. She undid the buttons on her skirt, stepping out of it and revealing the matching pair of panties. Too stunned to speak, he just watched as she took off the panties, his eyes darting to her Coochie lips. He didn't say a word as she walked back up to the bed, crawling towards him and engulfing him in a kiss once more. He let her take charge again, letting her sit on his lap as he tilted his head up to meet her lips. He could feel his dick brush against her inner thigh. His hands went up to her waist, gently gliding over his skin as they made their way over to her bra, going to unhook it from her back. Nervous, he didn't get it the first try, but that didn't matter, because as soon as he did his head dipped down and he attached to her breast immediately, sucking on her nipple. He heard her moan, feeling her body arch against his. He pulled away, moving onto the other one, again, feeling her hands wrap around in his hair as she pulled him closer. The sudden sensation of a hand on his dick made him pull away, letting out a quiet moan as he felt her once again stroke his dick. He closed his eyes, letting the feeling take over his senses. The stroking stopped, now replaced by a gentle grip, and he felt her begin to lower herself. He didn't have a chance to process what was happening, the sudden pleasure around his dick hit him like a truck. The warm feeling of her pussy, the feeling of her adjusting to him, it was like the perfect Glove.

He watched in awe as she rode him, not daring to break eye contact as she had her arms wrapped around his neck, looking down at him as her pussy milked his cock. He was too stunned, too lost in his pleasure to have a functioning brain. He let this body take control, finding himself on top of her, her legs hooked onto his waist, arms once again wrapped around his neck and pulling him closer to her as he thrust in her. His head buried in the crook of her neck, laying down gentle kisses before gently biting down on her skin as he felt his orgasm approach. He came as soon as he felt her orgasm, her pussy tightening around his dick and pulling him deeper into her, he lost control and spilled his seed inside her, pushing it deeper with the shallow thrusts that rode out his orgasm.

He rolled off her, too busy astral projecting to a different dimension to notice her cuddle up next to him, the sudden feeling of her lips on his neck bringing him back. "You can't lose your virginity without having a hickey to prove it," she joked before sucking on his neck. It was a heart, a badly drawn heart made my two hickeys, but a heart nonetheless. He wore it proudly, making sure to subtly show it off to his team - but his plan didn't go as he had planned.

He wanted to make sure it wasn't true, that what Kise had told him was just a prank and that whatever happened was real. Near tears, he pulled his phone out from his pocket, shaking as he scrolled down to your contact. He couldn't call her - the number showing up as inactive. The texts didn't go through either, proving Kise's theory right.

He was just another target to her, another trophy to claim.

#ferg0s #knb smut #knb imagines #knb x reader #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basquet #kurokos basketball #yoshitaka moriyama

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mirakeul · 4 years

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Ooh thank you for requesting!!

HC: Being Kaijo’s manager

notes: this would be a first sksks im sorry for the very late response to this request hnnnnnnnnnnnng

warnings: none

taglist: @hikari-writes

join my general taglist here!

okay

first off,,,,

wHY

u can still run

i mean, nah they’re the best!!1

rUN

so like, u became the manager bcuz,,,

one, u dont rly care abt kise even though he’s v good looking

which is a plus bcuz yukio cannot stand another fanatic

which was weird bcuz,,, he kinda stuttered the first time u two met

like coach takeuchi introduced you first to the captain and vice captain of the team

which was yukio and koji

“hey! i’m y/n, im going to be the team’s manager!”

“hello, im koji kobori, the vice captain of the team.”

u turned to yukio

who immediately blushed as u smiled at him

“he’s yukio kasamatsu, the captain. he isn’t usually like this, please don’t mind him.”

you giggled, shaking their hands

it was all downhill after that

nah im jk

or am i?????

nah,,

but just so u kno,,, the first meeting wasn’t all that bad??

HAHA

kise immediately befriended u

while moriyama flirted,,,,

which went horribly wrong

dont ask me why

it just did

and hayakawa is very enthusiastic

while nakamura can be v passionate abt cheering the team

ngl,, i feel like u would prolly get too close to them in just a matter of months

esp with kise and yukio

and like,, they rly like u bcuz for one, u know how to handle hayakawa’s outbursts of energy

and can handle kise

like wow,, they never saw that unless it’s from yukio or kobori,,,

moriyama still flirted w u teasingly

and u sometimes answer back

but u’re just friends

it didn’t take too long for the team to become family to you

yukio doesn’t say it but he kinda likes u being the manager of the team

it doesn’t help that the team teases u both

u were deemed the parents of the team,,, so

aHahAHA

“sTOP IT!”

“CAPTAIN IS BLUSHING *ow*!”

that was kise which received a flying kick from yukio

AHAHHAHAHAH

see, that was fun, ryt? HAHA

and,,

it’s v hard to see the team cry after they lost the interhigh

u couldn’t help but cry as well

u were still v proud,,

kaijo has become ur family

and u wouldn’t have it any other way

#kaijo #kaijo high #kise ryota #shinya nakamura #mitsuhiro hayakawa #yukio kasamatsu #moriyama yoshitaka #koji kobori #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket #kuroko's basketball #kuroko no basket imagine #kuroko no basket headcanon #knb #knb imagine #knb headcanon #knb fanfiction #knb x reader

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 3 years

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Can I ask for Moriyama finding someone who he thinks is the perfect wonderful girlfriend and excuses her clinginess as 'WOW she loves me so much ;u;' only for it to be a big reveal that she's done/doing something horrible for "their" sake >.>

He’d like to think that this isn’t the person he fell in love with.

He’d like to think that he fell in love with a different you.

Because there was another you; there had to be. There was the person who curled up in his arms at night, who wore his jersey, spinning around so the sleeves (because they were always a little long for you) swung and so everyone could see the number 5 on your back. The person who blushed at the pick up lines he repeated, who slurped up the noodles from his udon bowl as he tried to shelter it from those prying chopsticks. The person who hid their face in his chest, close enough he could feel their tears on his shirt, murmuring, “please never leave me, Yoshicchi, please never leave me.”

It was a different person, right? The one he replied to with, “I’ll never even look away from you.”

He’s not looking away now, that’s for sure, whilst you’re angling his chin to meet your eyes, purring that he’s so pretty when he blushes, almost trapping his irises in yours, as if trying to drag his gaze away from the streaks of crimson across your collarbones, and the darker red-brown on your hands. And the body in the corner - old enough that it has stiffened, that the skin is starting to marble in distinct purples. It’s looks nothing like his brother now.

“Yoshicchi,” you whisper now, (and, suddenly, he feels like the one who’s small, who curls up in other people’s arms, who cries into their chest; if you let go of him now, he’ll certainly crumple to your feet), “say it again. Say that you’ll never leave me.”

He drops his head. His mouth stays shut.

Your nails stab into his chin a little more forcibly. He can feel where the blood has crusted on your fingertips.

And finally, he mutters, “I’ll never leave you.”

So you release him, and he collapses to the ground just as he predicted, and he can’t look in his brother’s direction - he can’t look anywhere but at you - as you press a kiss to his nose. Your touch is almost maternal.

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anime-matchmaker-blog · 7 years

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Happy birthday, Moriyama-senpai!! (｡’▽’｡)♡

Kuroko no Basuke: Moriyama Yoshitaka x Reader

“I’m already not looking forward to tomorrow,” you state with a sigh, leaning back in your seat to stretch your arms before readjusting your position. Taking off the lid of your bento, you pick up a piece of sausage to eat, happily chewing on it when you notice the curious gazes of your friends. “What?”

“You don’t like Valentine’s Day, (l/n)?” Kobori asks you, taking out his own bento to eat.

You shake your head, “Nope. I don’t see the point of it. Why do you need a certain day to give guys chocolates and to confess to them?”

“It’s supposed to be more special on Valentine’s Day,” Kasamatsu says, voicing his own opinion. “You’re not planning on giving anyone chocolates then?”

Again, you shake your head. “Why? You guys want my chocolates?”

Despite the casual tone to your voice, a blush still forms on Kasamatsu’s cheeks from hearing your offer and he coughs while you giggle at his reaction. He frowns at you but it’s hard for you to find him threatening when he’s blushing like that. “Where’s Moriyama anyways?” Kasamatsu asks, trying to change the topic.

“Right here.” The aforementioned shooting guard walks toward the three of you, pulling up a chair to sit beside Kobori before opening the bag of melon bread he had bought. “What were you guys talking about?”

“Valentine’s Day,” you inform him, scooping up some rice into your mouth.

Moriyama’s eyes seem to sparkle at hearing that. “Are you going to give out chocolates this year, (l/n)-chan?”

“Of course not,” you inform him, taking note of how disappointed he seems at your response. You raise an eyebrow at him. “Why?”

“Is that not what everyone does? You give out giri chocolate to your friends and relatives, and honmei chocolates to someone important to you.”

“Not interested,” you reply curtly. “I don’t see the point. Valentine’s Day is just a way for stores to make more money off of suckers that buy into the whole thing.”

“And you’re not one of them,” Kobori comments to which you nod at.

“Anyway,” you begin, trying to change the topic, “Good luck tomorrow, Kasamatsu-kun. You’re probably going to have your hands full with Kise-kun and his fangirls.”

A groan escapes him. “Don’t remind me.”

You merely laugh, going back to eating the rest of your lunch. The conversation switches topics every so often until lunch ends and Kasamatsu and Kobori return to their own classrooms while Moriyama moves towards his seat diagonally in front of you. Once the teacher enters the room, you focus your attention towards the board and the notes being written on it, not paying attention to anything else. If you had looked away from the board for a few seconds, you would’ve noticed Moriyama occasionally glancing over his shoulder at you.

“How was practice today, Moriyama-kun?” you question the shooting guard, picking up your pace so that you’re walking besides him.

“It would’ve been better if you had been there, (l/n)-chan,” he replies swiftly, turning to flash you a smile.

You roll your eyes at his answer and gently punch his shoulder. “Sorry I have things to do. It’s not like I’m your guys’ manager anyways. And I rather not spend any more time around your underclassmen than I have to.”

“They’re not that bad,” Moriyama tries to convince you but you merely shake your head. He knows better than to try to change your mind when you’ve decided on something so instead of pressing on further, he brings up a different topic. “Are you sure you’re not going to give out chocolates tomorrow?”

“Are we on that topic again? I’m one hundred percent sure about that, Moriyama-kun.”

But why, (l/n)-chan?”

You pause and turn to face him, looking rather irked. “I’ve said it a few times today already. I don’t care for Valentine’s Day and its traditions.” Moriyama looks rather crestfallen at that. “Why are you so hung up about this anyway? Are you already jealous of the chocolates Kise-kun’s going to get?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“Then what?”

“I just want your chocolates!” he blurts out.

“But why?” you stress out, shifting your bag so that you can put both your hands on your hips.

He shyly averts his gaze before looking back at you, holding contact with your eyes. “It’s Valentine’s Day. I want chocolates from the person I like.”

The impromptu confession comes as a surprise and your eyes widen slightly in response. Silence fills the air as you keep your mouth shut and instead, you dig through your bag.

“(L-L/n)-chan?”

“You should’ve just told me that in the first place, Moriyama-kun,” you finally reply, straightening up to look him directly in the eye. “Here.”

Your hand pulls out a rectangular box from your bag and you hand it over to him. Moriyama glances quizzically at you and after seeing you nod, he proceeds to unwrap it. Pictures of heart shaped chocolates greets his eyes and to say he’s surprised would be an understatement. His mouth falls open into an o shape and he’s left gaping at the box.

“They’re not for Valentine’s Day, by the way,” you add with a smile, staring at his expression so that you’ll be able to remember it for years to come. “I was planning on giving them to you later when we got to your house but since you kept bringing up chocolates, I’ll give them to you now. Happy birthday, Moriyama-kun.”

“T-Thank you, (l/n)-chan!” Moriyama exclaims, engulfing you in a hug.

“You’re welcome. And also, Moriyama-kun?” you begin, pulling back from the hug so that you can look him in the face. “I like you too.”

#Kuroko no Basuke #Moriyama Yoshitaka #drabble #Stella writes #happy birthday #more of Stella's potato quality works #really wanted to write something for him #'cause I've done so for the past two years #but I really really couldn't think of anything #I'm so sorry #I let you down senpai ;u;

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shoichee · 3 years

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Hi, congrats on 100!! Could I please request 27 for Kasamatsu? Thank you very much, and good luck on your finals! :D

Kasamatsu x Reader

27. “If we get caught I’m blaming you”

Word Count: 4416

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Note: the Replace novel starring the Kaijō team was a HUGE inspiration for this, and dear anon who requested this, I hope you’re still around;; I’m sorry it took so long EEEEE But yes! I did okay on my finals anon! I hope you’re doing well too~

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“If we get caught, I’m blaming you.”

“Look it’ll be quick… n-no one’s here as far as I know.”

“B-But…”

“J-Just… be quiet for a s-second, okay?”

“H-H-Huh?! Ah…”

Huh? Kise stopped himself before leaning closer to the edge of the building, slightly doubting his ears. Wasn’t that Senpai’s voice? With someone else…? Alone?

“Oh come on, why are you even block the wa—oh, ohhhhhh, are there any cute girls nearby?—”

“Shh,” Kise hissed, harshly waving his hand over Moriyama’s face to give a signal to stay quiet. “Listen…”

“A-Are you done, Kasamatsu-san…?”

“I-I-I… uh, just…um…”

Kise and Moriyama shared a look of shock… then registration… and finally a look of that spelled nothing but trouble. Immediately, they both simultaneously crouched to squat and share their “realizations” together in hushed whispers.

“Quick—when was the last time Senpai talked to anyone outside of basketball?”

“Hmmmmmm, certainly none of the girls I’ve tried to approach.”

“No, that’s obviously not what I meant!” Kise said, facepalming. “Anyone in your year that he’s been talking to? Maybe anyone in class?” Moriyama continued to hum in deep concentration before he lifted his index finger in a “eureka” moment.

“He’s been talking to (y/n)-san in the hallways recently!” he quietly exclaims, pounding his fist against his open palm to emphasize. “Though their conversations have sounded nothing remotely romantic. No charm, I say.” He struck a pose after to imply that he himself was the charismatic individual.

“.... Right,” he deadpanned, expecting nothing less from his quite… eccentric upperclassman. “Welp, now that we narrowed it down who he might be talking to, I don’t wanna spy on them… but I’m really curious if it’s really this (y/n)-san you mentioned.”

“Well,” Moriyama pouted with a grumble. “One peek wouldn’t hurt.”

“I guess you’re right…”

Kise cautiously scans his surroundings and gauges the situation “clear” to slowly peer from behind the corner of the building, where both of them had been seeking shelter from for the past several minutes. Moriyama follows suit, poking his head out just underneath Kise to see.

Kasamatsu’s back mostly covered your figure, but the view of what was happening did not slip by either Kaijō players’ eyes. He had his arms partially around your head while you were pressed up against his chest. You were gripping onto his loose blazer on his sides to presumably stabilize yourself while Kasamatsu was… fiddling with something on top of your hair? Even so, there’s no denying that the both of you were currently very, very physically close.

“Look… d-does it really take that long to take out petals from hair strands?” you mumbled, looking up at Kasamatsu’s face while trying not to move your head to avoid disrupting his “handiwork.” “I can do this myself....”

“W-W-Well, you can’t risk yourself being unkempt when you go back to class.” Kasamatsu gave a poor attempt at trying to lecture you, judging from his stammers and the way he slightly turns his head to the side to avoid your curious scrutiny. “It’s more thorough this… way. It’s the w-week where these blossoms fall rampantly… you have to be careful where you’re walking under…” In turning his face slightly towards Kise’s and Moriyama’s direction, his exposed flushed face puts the cherry blossom trees around them to shame.

So that’s what he was doing. Kise narrowed his eyes in pity at his captain, and Moriyama expressed a similar expression at Kasamatsu’s struggles. The poor captain’s hands were shaking non-stop. Not only that, he’s been darting his eyes everywhere since you’ve been gazing up at him from below. No wonder he’s been standing there unable to quickly pluck off the petals.

“Should we leave our captain alone to let him lead his own destiny?”

“What are you even talking about, Moriyama-se—”

“W-Whoa!! What a(l)e you [guys doing] he(l)e? Why a(l)e you sneaking a(l)ound (r)ike that?”

Kise and Moriyama instantly whip their heads behind in a panic, seeing a curious Hayakawa jogging up to be with his teammates, and the both instantly pounce on the poor rebound player to slap desperate hands over his mouth.

“Sh-Shhhhhhhhh!”

“Mrmpgh—?!! Lef—What [is going] on?”

“Hayakawa-senpai, please—just be quiet for a sec!”

The ruckus causes Kasamatsu and you to break out of the oddly intimate moment to face towards the direction of the sudden noises. After looking at each other questionably, albeit briefly and with stiff eye contact, there was an unspoken consensus for you two to investigate behind the corner of the building. Imagine both of you guys’ surprise when you two see a tangle of limbs between the Kaijō starter players. Kobori somehow arrived prior, separating poor Hayakawa from his two assailants.

“What… What the hell are you guys doing?!”

“Kasamatsu-senpai!! Is it t(l)ue [that you] and (y/n)-san a(l)e da—mrmf—!”

“Ahaha… we didn’t expect to see you here, Senpai~” Kise smiles with a slight grimace, hand still firm on Hayakawa’s mouth.

“It must be fate, yes surely!” Moriyama confidently speaks, flipping his fringe. Both Kise and Moriyama drop Hayakawa and straighten themselves up. “How else would we encounter such a situation as unique as this?”

“Why are you all here?” Kasamatsu sputters indignantly, but everyone (except you) saw how horrendously red his face was. You peek out from behind his back curiously, noting how Kasamatsu did a 180 in his personality compared to whenever he spoke with you.

“Kasamatsu-san… are they your teammates? You seem very close with them.”

“That’s—”

“Now, now, Kasamatsu-san… we’re only here because we were concerned where you went is all,” Kobori reassures a flustered captain. Kise only stares at him incredulously, but it seems that Kasamatsu, as usual, buys into Kobori’s naivete.

“I see…”

“Wow… the fact that your entire group came to look for you is very sweet of them,” you chime. “They really care for you, Kasamatsu-san…” When you elbow him at his ribs playfully, he immediately straightened himself like a plank.

“N-Nn.”

“Well… it’s almost time for class, so I have to go, see you all!”

“W-Wait, your… uh, hair, um—”

“I can get out the rest of the petals in the restroom, but thank you for trying! I’ll see you later!”

“R-Right…” He puts up his hand in a shy wave as you dash away, but he immediately drops it once you are out of the vicinity to hound on his teammates. “Were you watching this entire time? And stop with the looks—that’s creepy as hell!”

“Sooooooo…”

“Senpai, could it be that you and…”

“Kasamatsu-senpai! I’m (l)ooting fo(l) you!”

“N-N-No!!” he denies, ready to hold an iron fist to stop their antics, but Kobori gently holds onto his raised arm.

“Alright, let’s calm down a bit,” Kobori reasons with a placid smile. “I’m sure we’re all a bit curious because you hardly talk to anyone outside of basketball, right?”

“Kobori…”

“Have you heard of the prerequisites of the key elements of the blooming spring, Kasamatsu?” Moriyama asks, immediately drawing confused looks towards the 3rd-year.

“Moriyama-senpai, we have no clue what you’re talking about,” Kise says, asking the question that’s occupying everyone's mind.

“The key elements…! In the season of new birth, to enrich the experience, they are ‘hanami,’ ‘plums,’ and ‘spring cleaning!’ Of course, the prerequisite to these would be…”

“Please stop—”

“... to have a cute date.”

“... This is ridiculous,” Kasamatsu says irritatedly. “I’m going to class.” He immediately speed-walks to the adjacent building, leaving a scheming group behind.

“You know, if it’s true that he does like (y/n)-san, shouldn’t we help him? It’s the least we can do for our captain,” Kobori suggested.

“That sounds too troublesome,” Kise frowns, averting his gaze to also start to walk away, but Hayakawa immediately latches to his arm to pull him back.

“Don’t be (r)ike that! We have to do this as a team effo(l)t!”

“How did it become like this?!”

“Well…” Moriyama audibly ponders, stroking his chin. “If we make this successful for Kasamatsu, perhaps this can be a template for our own love lives! A sign that we will meet our fated ones this spring!”

“Yes, yes! Mo(l)iyama-senpai is abso(r)ute(r)y (l)ight!”

Oh god, Kise mentally sighs. What has he gotten himself into?

———

“Why are you guys surrounding me like that? Did you not hear me say that we have to change quickly? We can’t have the lockers for long today, considering that the janitor will come to do their routine clean-ups.”

“According to my online research,” Moriyama states, “this mint-scented deodorant will guarantee mutual attraction from the person you like.”

“Wha—?”

“Ignoring what Moriyama-senpai said,” Kise elaborates, scratching his head. “Is it really true that you like (y/n)-san? Otherwise, they’ll keep getting the wrong idea, senpai.”

Kasamatsu gapes like a fish, pulling his shirt collar as he starts to sweat and flush.

“Kise! Be a bit tactfu(r)! You do not unde(l)stand how to app(l)oach this!”

“What’s there to understand, Hayakawa-senpai!? It’s better to be direct about this, or otherwise we’ll be doing this for nothing!”

“Kise may be right,” Moriyama muses. “To be honest gives a feeling of a fresh start in the spring. Kasamatsu, you should follow this example and leave all the baggage behind to obtain a new start.” Kasamatsu could only stand there glued to his spot as his teammates continued to corner him, blocking any possible route to the locker exit.

“I… I…” he gulps. “Th—... that’s… I… like…” His voice dwindles to the softest whisper, but it easily resonates throughout the locker room, where the team had fallen silent in straining to hear and hang onto his every syllable.

“So you do like (y/n)-san,” Moriyama exclaimed, the first one to break the silence. “I see, I didn’t think they were your type.”

“H-Hey…?! Can you not say it like that!?”

“You can’t distort the truth, though. Anyways, you should chat with (y/n)-san nicely.”

“I already do!!” Kasamatsu half-shouts, but he immediately bows his head down shyly. “Wh-What’s a… good topic, you think… to talk to (y/n)-san…?”

“Huh? Just normal topics,” Kise replies, not sure what Kasamatsu meant by the question.

“What’s… normal?”

“Just talk to them like you’ve always done, senpai.”

“Y-Yes, but… h-how can I talk to hint that I l-l-l-like… never mind this is hopeless—”

“Ask them to come watch ou(l) next match [and have] (y/n)-san chee(l) fo(l) you!!”

“N-No! Anyone would run away from that!”

Their conversation was suddenly interrupted when the locker doors opened with a bang, with a very weary janitor standing with his equipment on standby. With a flurry of apologies to the janitor, Kasamatsu recovers himself and ushers everyone out before bidding him a good evening. Walking out of campus several minutes later in silence, Kobori breaks the silence.

“Why don’t we help you, Kasamatsu? Maybe through different methods you will find the best way to ask for a date. Perhaps asking for a cup of tea would be sufficient…?”

“I’m not gonna involve myself with this! No way in hell!”

“Senpai, so you’re just gonna wait and let it fester—u-uwah?!” Moriyama immediately sprays the mint-scented deodorant down Kise’s back to silence him before turning back to Kasamatsu with a straight face.

“What if someone else steals (y/n)-san away for their own elements of spring? After all, it is the perfect atmosphere for them to communicate with the person you like with pickup techniques, with high chances of success.”

“N-No way (y/n)-san would just go along with a random stranger!”

“Who knows? Maybe they’re more suave and have that particular charisma that they’re secretly weak to.”

“Moriyama-senpai, you might be going too far…”

“Kasamatsu, he’s right though, if you hang around (y/n)-san more, not only would you learn more about them, but you’ll protect them from potential unwanted people.” Kobori’s calm voice rang louder above the clamors of the starter players, and everyone immediately looked to Kasamatsu for his response. Kise mentally sighs at how Kobori always manages to misinterpret Moriyama’s words.

“Fine—but only to make sure (y/n)-san will be safe! Don’t get any funny ideas!”

———

Praise. Make them laugh. Praise. Make them laugh. Say something interesting. Say something interesting. Praise. Use a normal topic.

Kasamatsu stands at his usual spot, waiting for you to leave class and meet up with him after school. Only this time, his hands grow clammy, his thick brows deeply furrowed as he wills himself to stop shaking. His teammates spying on him from behind the hallway corner certainly wasn’t helping him either.

“I told you, there’s no way I’m gonna involve myself with this!”

“Come on, Kasamatsu,” Moriyama sighed, shaking the mint-scented deodorant on hand. “We talked about this yesterday. You agreed to this, remember?”

“It was to make sure no one weird bothers (y/n)-san! Why do I have to go along with this?!”

“So you’re fine if I hold (y/n)-san’s hand in the name of destiny…”

“To hell with that!—argh—you!”

Moriyama immediately sprayed the can on the captain’s neck, watching his spine jolt and jump before he was met with an intense glare.

“You’re the captain, right? Come on, you have to show us how it’s done. We all want to see the ways to push the boundaries of romance. Who would lead us if you don’t?”

“What kinda—”

“I ag(l)ee with Mo(l)iyama-senpai! Take the (r)ead, Kasamatsu-senpai!”

“Wouldn’t Kise be someone better to learn from if you wanted to learn how to hit on people?!”

“Senpai, I’ve never done such a thing in my entire life.”

“Kasamatsu, I’m sure Moriyama is just telling you how much we all admire and look up to you. Naturally, we want to see how our captain fares in these situations. Besides, as a team, if something happens, we’ll be there to cover up for you.”

“Well… if you put it like that Kobori… all I have to do is talk to (y/n)-san… right?”

“That’s the spi(l)it!”

“... Kasamatsu-san? Helloooooo…?”

You wave a hand repeatedly over his face, and he immediately blinks and flinches back when you pull him back to the present. He’d been standing still for the past five minutes.

“I-I-I-I…”

“Are you okay? You’re all tensed up… if something’s bothering you, wanna talk about it?”

“W-W-Well… wh-what’s… up.” Normal topic, normal topic.

“Well, nothing much really,” you say, smoothing out your blazer. “I got out the petals but barely made it to class in the nick of time!” You laugh at your own recollection, and he immediately flames a radiant flush.

“N-nn.”

“Is it me… or is our captain…. really, really stiff right now…”

“Shhh.”

You perk up at the noise and slightly tilt to the left of Kasamatsu to discern the source of the hushed whispers… only to spy a conspicuous group of basketball players. You merely raise a brow at your discovery, but you return your attention back to Kasamatsu before he notices your change in gaze. The Kaijō teammates were too busy shushing each other to notice your attention on them.

“Ah, yes! Kasamatsu-san, you just had your trigonometry test right? Those identities and proofs are always so difficult to remember… how do you think you did?”

“G-Good.”

“Wow, that was too quick of a response! I didn’t know you were that confident about it—obviously not a bad thing if you studied for it.”

“N-nn.” Come on, say something interesting. Interesting topic. Something you like. “U-U-Uh… w-weather…?”

“The weather…?” You look outside the window in confusion before you make a face of realization. “Oh! Like how’s the weather?”

“N-nn.”

“Well, it has been a bit windy with all those branches and leaves flying around, but I think it accompanies the refreshing atmosphere of spring very nicely, don’t you think?” You turn back to face Kasamatsu, who’s been slowly bowing his head down gradually more and more the entire time to avoid scrutiny.

“N-nn.”

“You’ve been… really quiet since lunch. I’m serious, if something happened… is there anything I can do to help?”

“Kasamatsu, take advantage of the elements of spring! The elements of spr—”

“Moriyama-senpai, shut… up…!”

“Hey—what are you—?”

“Wait!! Kise! Don’t push, [or else] we a(l)e gonna fa(r)(r)—!”

“Shit—”

Right on cue, the gradual leaning weight from the three players on Hayakawa at the bottom gave way, and everyone tumbled out smack dab into plain sight. Kobori was the only one who managed to break his fall and stayed behind the corner, holding onto Kise in a failed attempt to stop him from exposing his presence. Kasamatsu breaks out of his shy stupor and turns around to see awkward smiles and chuckles.

“Y-Y-You guys—?!”

“Ahaha… sorry Senpai… the floor was a bit… slippery?”

As Kasamatsu forgets about you in dropkicking Kise, you note how the other upperclassmen had their own little quirks in interacting with the captain. Seeing how assertive and gutsy he was compared to talking with you makes you feel unbelievably warm. Little did anyone know, you held a hand to your face as you turned away to let out a chortle before you collected yourself again.

“Ah, I guess I’ll be going now! Your practice will start soon right? I’m sure your friends were only waiting for you… Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Kasamatsu-san!”

“W-Wait—” Kasamatsu drops Kise from his collar before he turns to you, but in making eye contact he immediately loses courage again. “I-I-I… s-see… you.”

“Of course!” You give a close-eyed smile before you leave.

“You missed the opportunity to set up the atmosphere,” Moriyama sighs, staring wistfully at the mint-scented deodorant. “Was the mint scent not enough?”

“It was going fine until you crashed in!”

“Now, now, there’s always a next time…”

As the upperclassmen continue to bicker and banter (mostly one-sided from Kasamatsu’s end), Kise, who was dropped on the floor by Kasamatsu moments prior, silently stares at the direction you left. Did you leave because you knew how embarrassed Kasamatsu was from that incident?

———

For the next few days, Kasamatsu has been quite clipped with you, reduced to mere “nn’s” and “no’s” during your conversations, and Kise doesn’t know whether you’re just as oblivious as Kobori or whether you’re ignoring it to spare his remaining shreds of dignity. He mentally sighs at how oddly persistent Moriyama is about this even though the captain refused all of his ridiculous “suggestions” every time.

“I believe Moriyama is trying to help out Kasamatsu as a close friend,” Kobori had said, when Kise grumbled about his tenacity. “He just wants the best for him.”

Even so, Kise still heaves a sigh when he sees Moriyama and Hayakawa with an agitated Kasamatsu, knowing that whatever is going on won’t be smooth-sailing. He had no choice but to join them when Kobori sneaked up on him to sling an arm around his shoulders and called over the trio.

“Huh… what’s up with Kasamatsu-senpai?”

“Ou(l) captain is af(l)aid [because someone] da(l)ed to app(l)oach (y/n)-san (l)ight now!”

“Huh? Is that really a problem?” Kise shoots a tired look at the rebound player, but Moriyama solemnly sends a gaze to where he assumed was where you were at right now.

“I knew my online research would come in handy…! Someone also has the knowledge of taking advantage of the perfect atmosphere! Look at the intimacy shared between the two…! The undeniable auras exhibited by them, and elements of spring they embody together!”

“What the hell! No way!” Even through the denials, Kasamatsu looks visibly distressed about the possible “new revelations” between you and what looks to be a close companion of yours.

“I’m gonna have to agree with Senpai on this one, Moriyama-senpai.”

“(R)ook! They finished ta(r)king and (y/n)-san waved them [off with] a smi(r)e!” Kasamatsu whips his head at the speed of light to see you sending them off with the smile Hayakawa spoke of as your friend exits the campus gate. At his dilemma, Moriyama gently nudges his arm to encourage him to go talk to you.

“... According to my online research, talking under sunny weather with a fresh scent is the formula to having the desirable spring experience.”

“Oh shut up, will ya?” Kasamatsu mumbles half-heartedly, but he slowly walks in your direction before he stops to turn back. “You better not interrupt.”

“We [will be all] the way back he(l)e to suppo(l)t you!”

With a final sigh to expel his nerves, he gives a nervous smile to his teammates before coolly walking until you turn to face him once you hear his footsteps. Almost immediately though, his calmness easily dissipates into thin air once again, and his teammates only look on in dismay and worry from afar.

“Er…” Come on, just be direct. Talk normal.

“Kasamatsu-san?”

“Y-You were… d-datin—I mean t-talking, with… someone…”

“Oh, you saw? Yeah, I asked them to meet up with me here actually.”

“Is… that so?”

“Mmhm, I asked for their notes to compare to mine because I feel like I can’t get a hand on the subject sometimes.” Kasamatsu finally finds his voice for the first time in a while when the conversation finally re-enters familiar platonic territory.

“Was it… trigonometry? I did, um, do well on it last time, so…” Normal topics. Normal topics.

“I know,” you laugh. “You told me that a few days ago, remember?”

“W-W-Well…” He coughs to clear his throat and find his voice. “Y-You could’ve… a-a-asked—er…” You patiently wait for him to try to finish his sentence, and out of the corner of your eye you accidentally made eye contact with Kise from the distance.

Kise didn’t expect for you to notice the group even from a sizable distance away. He stayed still for a few seconds to make sure the shared eye contact wasn’t a fluke. Seeing how Kasamatsu was standing there like a statue again, he puts a flat hand next to his lips to discreetly mouth out:

He’s jealous.

To his surprise, you caught onto his cues, giving a subtle yet playful smile of your own before you carefully mouth out:

I know.

The others don’t seem to notice the secret exchange, all too focused on the poor captain bowing his head down out of extreme shyness. Kise doesn’t even know why he’s doing this, but perhaps Kobori was right that it’s only right for the team to help out their hardworking captain.

“Ah, Kasamatsu-san?”

“N-Nn?” He lifts his head up abruptly at the call of his name, and he turns red from mortification at the realization that he stood there like a dunce for the past several minutes. He doesn’t even have time to react to you stepping closer to him with an outstretched hand, and he stands motionless as you slightly fiddle with his cropped hair before you pull out a vivid cherry blossom petal.

“Remember what you told me?” you muse. “That ‘you can’t risk yourself being unkempt?’ After all, you’re right… it is the week where these blossoms fall rampantly… Must I also remind you to be careful where you’re walking under?”

At this point, Kasamatsu is sputtering like a broken engine, his mind barely functioning enough for him to think about putting a hand over his face in a desperate attempt to cover his frenzy.

“I, um, I…”

“Ah… can I ask you something first instead, Kasamatsu-san?” you gently interrupt him, and he flits his gaze back to you before staring at the ground again, and you took that as silent confirmation. “A-Are… are you free to go cherry blossom watching this weekend…?”

He snaps his head up in shock, only to see you slightly pink after that slight stutter in your question. It was your turn to avoid looking at his face.

“N-nn, I’m-I’m free.”

“Ah, that’s great…!” You muster your own courage to hold his clammy hands at his sides. “Can I ask to confirm if this is a romantic date between us?”

“Y-Yes,” he says in a hurry and you only laugh at his shyness. But his piercing eyes focus on your figure before he frees his hands from your loose clasp and reaches out to you, albeit with a slight shake in his hand still, before he clumsily takes out a petal from your hair. “It was… stuck.”

“See?” you shyly tease. “I knew it shouldn’t take you long to take out petals from hair.”

He completely lost his cool in front of you again.

You didn’t really care though… not when he looked absolutely endearing with the onslaught of petals settling on top of his head and shoulders to complement his flushed face.

———

Bonus:

“So are you two dating now?” Kise asks you. You both coincidentally met up at a hallway intersection the next week.

“Well, I think that’s a bit too fast,” you inwardly laugh. “You know how he is more than anyone.” Kise gives a light chuckle of his own before he asks you the question that’s been on his mind for a while.

“Hey (y/n)-senpai, how did you know Kasamatsu-senpai liked you?”

“Eh?”

“It was pretty clear from that time last week that you knew how he felt.”

“Ah… well, remember when he was… trying… to tidy up my hair? When you all spied on us?” you say, continuing when Kise gives a slightly sheepish nod. “It felt… different from how we normally talked. I’m sure he felt it harder than I did. I’ve always been nervous talking to him, but… seeing him so flustered and shy like that made me connect the dots, and then, I became more at ease and knew to be patient, realizing that he does hold a degree of feelings for me. I just didn’t know when was the right time for us to take it a step further.”

“I see. Yeah, that makes sense.”

“I must say, please send my thanks for the rest of the team. I think without you guys, this wouldn’t have happened as smoothly… or quickly.” At your words, Kise only sweatdrops as he remembers Moriyama’s antics, Hayakawa’s over-enthusiasm, and Kobori’s good-natured naivete.

“I’ll… send your regards to them.”

“... Why do you look so hesitant?”

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End note: the cherry blossom falling season only occurs in the first to second week of April, which would conflict with the timeline of this scenario IRL. The Japanese new school year also coincides with this week, and as 3rd-years, Kasamatsu, Moriyama, Kobori, and the reader would be college freshmen instead. If I wrote it in terms of “last year” with the 3rd-years as 2nd-years, then Kise would still be in Teiko. So for convenience sake… ignore the “realism” in the setting for this :^)

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