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[she makes sure to wash her face with cold water, holding cupped handfuls of it against her eyes to try and reduce how puffy and red they are. if she goes in there and makes it obvious that she had to stop halfway between their houses to bawl her eyes out in frustration, aomine is actually, literally going to kill kise. it's still obvious that she's been crying, but thank god it doesn't look as bad.

carrying a half-empty bottle of water in her hands, she approaches his door, knocking short but insistently.]

[a light snore can probably be heard from his door. yeah you're probably gonna have to knock a little harder and longer, sorry satsuki.]

[at least the sound of his snore makes her crack a smile. she knocks again, louder.] Daichan? Can I come in?

[he blinks blearily as he looks at his clock. it's not time to go to school yet, so why is she even bothering to wake him up? he rubs at his face tiredly as he sits up and yawns. he's so tired he doesn't even realize that he didn't sleep in a shirt last night. at least he has pants on though, so heeyyyy.]

Yeah m'up.

[well, file "not wearing a shirt" under things momoi doesn't already know and apparently didn't notice, because if she did, she wouldn't say what she did once she opens the door and comes in.] I talked to Kise. [her voice sounds awful even though she's drank most of that water, awesome.] It went horribly. I need a hug.

[god bless the fact that they can be so open around each other. he perked up a little when she mentioned that she talked to kise, but he definitely seems to liven up even more once he hears that it went badly. she does sound kind of off too... he shifts to sit up and lifts his arms signaling that he's ready for hug times.]

What happened?

[it's not until she's already in his arms that she realizes that he's shirtless, but it feels more like an abstract issue than a pressing matter (at least for now). so she just hugs him and avoids answering for as long as she can without it becoming awkward.] He thinks I'm overreacting, and that it's not a big deal, and he...he acted like I was being a nuisance, by wanting him to take care of himself. [she sniffles angrily] Am I overreacting?

[he's not entirely sure if it's the long pause that gets to him, or the fact that she's on the verge of crying. (again? he's not quite sure. his eyes are still blurry and he didn't quite get a good look at her once she came in to his room.) he gives her a small squeeze.] Sometimes you can be a nuisance. But you know what's best for us. I threw a fit because I didn't want to stop playing basketball, but at the same time I followed your orders because I still wanted to be able to play.

But did he really say that?

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...

voicemail.

immediately after her conversation with kise

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