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[strawberrysorbae]

[ah, whoops. she was hoping he'd be his usual dense self and not pick up on that.]

Oh, just. [she gives a little helpless shrug of her shoulders.] I never really felt like I was part of the team, or important at all, when we're at Touou. Sure, I can contribute, but I'm really just there because I can keep you in line. They treat me like a glorified babysitter.

[ugh.] But it's not a big deal! I was just whining to Makoto, that's all.

[aomeanie]

[his brows furrow some more as he sits up some more.] The hell-- do you really think that they think that? Sure that may be some of the reason as to why they didn't have an issue with you joining the team, but that's not all that you do for the team, Satsuki.

I'm pretty sure that was pervy glasses' goal when he urged me to join the team, if he knew that I would join you would join as well. You not only help the others improve on the stuff that would, in the end make them better players, but you're good at cutting through the weaknesses of the other teams. If you weren't our manager I'm sure the others would be trying to figure out how to go about practices and matches.

[strawberrysorbae]

[to say she's taken aback is an understatement. aomine never talks this much, and by the end, she's blushing quiet hard, bringing one of her hands up to cover her mouth.]

A-ah, I. I didn't think I was anything that special, especially not in the eyes of the third years like Imayoshi-senpai. I'm just a girl, after all.

[she lowers her hand enough to smile brightly at him.] Thank you, Daichan.

[aomeanie]

[he frowns and shakes his head.] You're more than just that, Satsuki. The only thing the team unanimously agrees on is the fact that you're not the best cook. But you're good at literally everything else.

[strawberrysorbae]

[she rather inelegantly flops on him to give him a huge hug.] You really think I'm good at everything besides cooking?

[aomeanie]

It's getting better now, but you used to suck a lot at cooking.

[strawberrysorbae]

[she pinches the back of his neck.] If you hadn't said so many sweet things before this, I'd be mad. [she heaves a sigh.] But you're right, at least I'm getting better now.

[aomeanie]

Satsuki. [he gives her a flat look.] You put a whole lemon into honey. You're supposed to slice them. Evenly.

[strawberrysorbae]

[she slaps a hand over his mouth.] Shh! It was a mistake, okay!?

[aomeanie]

[he snickers.] Well Sakurai brought some extra, so it made up for it in the end.

[strawberrysorbae]

If Sakurai is such a good cook, you can date him instead.

[aomeanie]

First off, he's not even here. And second off he doesn't have a great chest as you do.

[strawberrysorbae]

[she sticks her tongue out at him.]You're such a boob man, Daichan, it's ridiculous.

[aomeanie]

You've known me how long now and you think that this is ridiculous?

[strawberrysorbae]

No, I'm saying that the extent to which you love boobs is ridiculous. It just keeps growing. One day it's going to explode and you're going to hate them.

[aomeanie]

Why would you say that?!

[strawberrysorbae]

[she gives him a kiss.] Because teasing you is fun! ♥

[aomeanie]

[he smirks into the kiss and pulls away after a little.] This means your boobs are in grave danger.

[strawberrysorbae]

I've been practically laying on you since we started this vein of conversation and they're only in danger now? You need to get better at telling when I'm flirting with you, Daichan.

[aomeanie]

Maybe you should work on your flirting then. [he shrugs.] Besides you were upset, what do you want me to feel you up while your sad? I mean if that's your thing then okay-- but I just figured that wasn't what you had had in mind.

[strawberrysorbae]

[ugh he's so sweet.] I wasn't really thinking about it before you started talking about boobs. [she kisses his cheek. it would have been funny for him to grab her boobs, but this way she can just snuggle, and that's better.] Thanks, Daichan. You're a really good boyfriend.

[aomeanie]

[he makes a face, still not used to being called her boyfriend. he ducks his head a bit.] Well I'm trying.

[strawberrysorbae]

[she wiggles around so she's cuddled up against his side, and there's enough room for him to go back to his magazine if he wants to.] I appreciate that you're trying. I can tell.

[aomeanie]

Good. [he gives a non committal grunt as he goes back to his magazine. he stares at it for a little before he looks down at her.] Do I get a reward?

[strawberrysorbae]

[she's more than comfortable to just lay there, occasionally looking up at his magazine (although it holds zero interest to her). at his words, she arches an eyebrow playfully.] Hmm...I guess you have been putting in a lot of effort.