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Say that I'm overreacting? [she gives a little nod] Yeah. He said "I don't see what the big deal is" after saying that I clearly thought he couldn't take care of himself. And obviously he can't!!! [she makes an angry, frustrated noise.]

[he frowns. sure satsuki could be a bit pushy and naggy about things like this. but it usually shows tremendous results. and the thing that upsets him the most is that kise knows this. maybe the joke is on him after all. aomine knew satsuki was right when she said that he would be there for the other once he was ready. but seeing her like this and knowing that it was kise who had made her this upset? well kise is definitely on his shit list now. no one is allowed to make her this upset. no one.]

That's it, we're done helping him.

I...I kind of told him that, before I ran off. That when he ended up messing himself up so bad that he can't play anymore, Riko would have to take care of him, because I wasn't wasting my time. [god, sometimes she hates being a teenager. her emotions are just all over the place, because she's still pissed but also upset and she's probably going to cry again if she doesn't get a grip.] I don't know if I meant it. I don't want to fight with him, and I feel like an awful person for saying all that...!

Good. If he's going to act like that then he doesn't deserve to have you as a friend. You don't need to be treated like that, Satsuki. [he pulls her closer to himself. he'll be embarrassed about this later, but for now he's not even thinking about the implications and what not. he's only thinking about trying to make his friend feel better.]

[she settles against him when he pulls her closer, her head resting on her shoulder and her face turned against his neck. he smells nice, she notices at the back of her brain; warm, and sleepy, if sleepy had a smell.] But I don't want to lose Kichan as a friend.

[sleepy does have a smell! thank you bath and body works. not that.... aomine shops there.......] It's not going to be your fault if you do. We tried everything and the fact that he doesn't care what we think or say on the matter speaks levels on what he probably thinks of us as friends as well.

[thinking that she means so little kise, that he can so easily watch her leave, makes her heart hurt in the most awful way. because she knows that he cares deeply about both of them, but...but if he did, why is he writing them off?] I hate this. It's awful.

[you know what else is awful? how much more aware she's getting of the fact that she's snuggled up against aomine's chest, in his bed, and he's shirtless. at least the mortification keeps her from crying again, and her cheeks are so red it's painful.] Uh. Um. I should. Probably get ready for school. We shouldn't be late.

[he nods his head quietly. and his mood seems to sour when she brings up the fact that they're going to be late to school if they don't get a move on it. that's the last thing he wants to deal with right now. he lets her go and snuggles back in to bed.] Don't feel like going today.

Ehhh? You're gonna make me go on my own? [she pouts unhappily, even though he looks so cute and comfortable when he snuggles back down under the blankets.]

[he looks at her and lifts his arm and holds his comforter up.] I never said that. You can stay here if you want to.

[oh. that....wasn't what she was expecting. but it makes her heart race, and the thought of going to school and facing kise sounds like the worst thing possible.] Well...it's not like Mom's here to fuss at me for skipping. [she shuffles over, slipping under the comforter and his arm, scooting close enough to rest her head on the pillow as well.]

[it's a once in a lifetime opportunity momoi. bc aomine will probably never let this happen once he realizes his dokis. thank goodness he's dumb tho. that and he can really see how upset she is over this whole kise thing, so it's the least he can do. he rolls over to his side to make some room for her]

Mhmm.

[this bed is not huge, but it's still kind of chilly in the morning, so she glad for the closeness and warmth. she pulls the comforter up to her chin, breathing in deep and exhaling it in a sigh as she gets comfortable, curling up into a loose ball against him.] Thanks, Daichan.

[he gives a lazy grunt as he nudges her leg with his foot.] Yeah, yeah, yeah...

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