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[strawberrysorbae]

[it's morning, and momoi has only just gotten her task assignments for the day. the first task is easy, and she actually has something already that would work. the second one, too, shouldn't be a problem. hopefully.

thank god she has some of aomine's old clothes that she'd stolen away for a long while in her wardrobe. she comes back into his room, flopping on the bed and prodding him in the forehead.]

Daichaaaaaaan, wake up! I need something from you!

[aomeanie]

[he groans a bit as he burrows into his covers.] Whaddya want Satsuki?

[strawberrysorbae]

We need to wear each other's clothing today! For points!

[aomeanie]

[he pokes his head from underneath the covers.] There's no way I can wear something of yours Satsuki. Did you forget how big I am?

[strawberrysorbae]

[she clicks her tongue and flops down on top of him.] But! When I got here and I had clothes in my closet, some of that was stuff that I'd stolen from you in the past! So technically, as far as the Landlord is concerned, they're my clothes! You just have to actually wear it and let me have something more current of yours for it to work.

[aomeanie]

How'd you end up with my clothes in your closet? [he sits up and stretches.] Choose whatever you want.

[strawberrysorbae]

I dunno, you probably let them at my house and mom just put them in my closet for the next time you were over. Besides, I've been wearing your t-shirts as pajamas for years. [huh, no wonder no one really seemed surprised that they'd started dating. she yawns and shuffles over to his closet, starting to rifle around for something to wear.]

[aomeanie]

Oh... yeah, sounds like something your mom would do. [he yawns and slumps forward on his bed. he's... definitely gonna fall back to sleep if he's left unattended for a little while longer.]

[strawberrysorbae]

Daichaaaan, go ahead and change your clothes and you can go back to sleep! [she picks up the clothes she'd grabbed from her room (his usual tank-top and basketball shorts) and throws it at him.] It won't count if we don't both do it!

[aomeanie]

Okay, okay jeez! [he rolls out of bed and quickly sets to dressing into the clothes she had grabbed for him. a few minutes later he turns around and faces her.] Better?

[strawberrysorbae]

[as he changes, she rummages around in his dresser, grabbing another pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. she changes into the shirt first, and it's big enough on her to look like a dress. his voice catches her attention, and she looks over and smiles.] Perfect! You look absolutely no different from usual. Thank you.

[aomeanie]

You're not saying that just because we're dating, are you? [he says it teasingly though.]

[strawberrysorbae]

You're absolutely right. I hate your fashion sense and don't think your ass is illegally hot in basketball shorts at all. [she can't help but tease back.]

[aomeanie]

[he squints.] I have no ass in those shorts anyway?

[strawberrysorbae]

[her grin is a little indecent.] You do when you bend over.

[aomeanie]

[.......bends over.]

[strawberrysorbae]

[wolf whistle.]

[aomeanie]

[....shakes it.]

[strawberrysorbae]

[.......snaps a pic.]

[aomeanie]

You gonna make it your wallpaper now?

[strawberrysorbae]

I would if other people didn't steal my phone so often. I don't want other people looking at your butt.

[but she might show off to kise a little bit later.]