Ship: Aomine/Kagami Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED Word Count: 413
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When Daiki has the late shift and Taiga’s not at the firehouse, he stays up late to wait for him. Some nights he’s more successful than others; this night is one of the resounding failures, but at least he’ll get some long-needed sleep. Taiga stretches out on the bed, his arm draped across Daiki’s spot, the spot he’ll be, crawling under as a half-awake Taiga cuddles him close and falls back to sleep before he can ask how the night went.
At least, that’s the plan; that’s how it usually happens. Taiga wakes up at three in the morning to take a leak, and Daiki’s still not back; he doesn’t feel uneasy but maybe he should, and he psychs himself up enough to lie awake in bed, exhausted but unable to get back to sleep. He checks his phone, no new messages. Sometimes they get held up late on busts, difficult suspects, too much paperwork, any number of things. It doesn’t feel this scary when it’s the morning shift, though; maybe it’s because the night is so quiet. The trains outside have stopped running and Taiga closes his eyes, pleads—there’s a sound outside; his eyes snap open. The key is in the lock, and Taiga’s already at the bedroom door.
“I’m home,” Daiki calls softly.
“Welcome back,” Taiga says, enveloping him in a hug and—ew.
Daiki smells like a strip club, cheap alcohol and sweat and dirty money; that’s got to be the cause. A bust somewhere, someone hustling drugs or some criminal frequenting some place a little too frequently, and someone had tipped off Daiki’s squad.
“Take a shower,” Taiga says.
“Too tired,” says Daiki. “You didn’t wait up, did you?”
“Nah,” says Taiga, and Daiki still smells absolutely awful but all of a sudden the sleepiness is weighing down his body and he can just sleep with his mouth open or something.
When Taiga wakes up, he realizes what a shitty decision that had been. Daiki smells even worse, and now that’s all over the sheets that Taiga had just washed the other day,
“Take a fucking shower,” Taiga says.
Daiki groans and buries his face in the pillow. “We got the guy, Taiga; gimme a reward.”
“Can you smell yourself? The shower’s your reward."
Daiki flips him off, but it’s only a few minutes before he heads off, dropping his clothes as he goes, to clean himself off. Taiga supposes he’d better change the sheets now.
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 413
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When Daiki has the late shift and Taiga’s not at the firehouse, he stays up late to wait for him. Some nights he’s more successful than others; this night is one of the resounding failures, but at least he’ll get some long-needed sleep. Taiga stretches out on the bed, his arm draped across Daiki’s spot, the spot he’ll be, crawling under as a half-awake Taiga cuddles him close and falls back to sleep before he can ask how the night went.
At least, that’s the plan; that’s how it usually happens. Taiga wakes up at three in the morning to take a leak, and Daiki’s still not back; he doesn’t feel uneasy but maybe he should, and he psychs himself up enough to lie awake in bed, exhausted but unable to get back to sleep. He checks his phone, no new messages. Sometimes they get held up late on busts, difficult suspects, too much paperwork, any number of things. It doesn’t feel this scary when it’s the morning shift, though; maybe it’s because the night is so quiet. The trains outside have stopped running and Taiga closes his eyes, pleads—there’s a sound outside; his eyes snap open. The key is in the lock, and Taiga’s already at the bedroom door.
“I’m home,” Daiki calls softly.
“Welcome back,” Taiga says, enveloping him in a hug and—ew.
Daiki smells like a strip club, cheap alcohol and sweat and dirty money; that’s got to be the cause. A bust somewhere, someone hustling drugs or some criminal frequenting some place a little too frequently, and someone had tipped off Daiki’s squad.
“Take a shower,” Taiga says.
“Too tired,” says Daiki. “You didn’t wait up, did you?”
“Nah,” says Taiga, and Daiki still smells absolutely awful but all of a sudden the sleepiness is weighing down his body and he can just sleep with his mouth open or something.
When Taiga wakes up, he realizes what a shitty decision that had been. Daiki smells even worse, and now that’s all over the sheets that Taiga had just washed the other day,
“Take a fucking shower,” Taiga says.
Daiki groans and buries his face in the pillow. “We got the guy, Taiga; gimme a reward.”
“Can you smell yourself? The shower’s your reward."
Daiki flips him off, but it’s only a few minutes before he heads off, dropping his clothes as he goes, to clean himself off. Taiga supposes he’d better change the sheets now.