Week 5, Day 3: Special Occasion
Daiki didn't ask Kuroko out on dates often; ten years of seeing each other had made such customary rituals rather unimportant to the both of them; they would rather spend time at home. Today, however, the man had called him and awkwardly asked him to go out and to be ready at seven, dressed to a T.
He wasn't one to enquire much, and rather enjoyed Daiki making such a fuss for him. As asked, Kuroko was ready by 7 o'clock and just when he was putting on his coat, there was a knock on the door. Opening it, the man had to take a moment and look at his handsome lover, a very light pink tinting his cheeks as both of them weren't used to this at all.
"You're never on time." Daiki winced at the comment, letting out a shaky breath.
"Yeah, well, today's special." He responded. Kuroko's interest piqued, they left the building. A taxi was waiting outside. Getting in, Kuroko stared at his boyfriend, wondering what he was up to.
"How so?" Daiki groaned, and then kissed him most of the way, effectively shutting the smaller man up.
When the cab stopped in front of one the fanciest, highest class, most expensive restaurants in the entire city, Kuroko could have sworn (and very seriously hoped) they were at the wrong place. Later, when he discovered Daiki had actually prepared and made a reservation beforehand, he thought he was with the wrong man.
Once seated, the men talked like they usually did, the isolated place for each of the seats and tables making for a private and relaxed atmosphere. It was easy to forget they were in such a high-end place, probably blowing the equivalent of half their rent on food.
After Kuroko was finished (Daiki easily ate three times as much as him), Daiki suddenly began to fidget, stuttering more and more as time passed, and seemingly hyperventilated. Kuroko didn't say anything because his lover was prone to bouts of randomness, so it was easy to push aside.
That is, until Daiki screamed at the top of his lungs. "Agh! I can't take this anymore!"
Messily undoing his tie, he stood up, readying himself to give a speech. He took Kuroko's hands and put his face far too close for comfort. "We've been together for ten years, and I've known you for fifteen. And I really, reall-"
"Get to the point, Daiki." Kuroko chuckled lightly, starting to understand where this was going.
"Dammit, Tetsu. Can't you let me look cool for once?" Blushing, Daiki sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Anyway, what I was trying to say-" Then his eyes widened in shock. "Ahhh, I forgot, I'm such an idiot!" Kuroko could only roll his eyes. Then, Daiki pulled out a small blue velvet box, awkwardly kneeling down in front of his lover, and opened it, revealing a silver band.
"Tetsu… Uh-" He began stupidly, his face going even redder. He kept stuttering, and in kind spirit, Kuroko decided to help him out.
"Yes, I'll marry you." Kuroko whispered almost breathlessly. A smile broke on both of their faces, and they leaned in to share a chaste and sweet kiss.
"You never let me look cool." Kuroko shook his head at the complaint.
"Daiki's always cool."
Afterwards, the men would get kicked out from the uproar Daiki caused, screaming 'Not fair!' and 'You're a cheater!'. They laughed the whole way back home.
I like to believe Aomine's so lazy and he hates wasting money (on things that aren't related to basketball) so much that he'd rather stay home. I also like to believe he's awkward at almost everything. I'm pretty sure this mirrors the way I picture Aomine asking Kuroko out.