Imperfect match // Daiki Aomine (Kuroko no Basuke)

38. Mental picture

"You should have a drink, take some medicine and go back to bed." She says, now close, her hands travelling from his pecs, to his abs over his shirt and around his waist as she nestles in his arms to provide him with some softness.

"Had a drink and medicine, now I need a sweat and a big breakfast."

"A sweat?"

"Yeah. I was thinking of another way to do that but my hangover cure was not in my bed." He says, his hands finding their way to her ass as he squeezes her cheeks firmly and kisses her.

How does he smell so good. Not fragrant, just warm and manly. Is that even a scent?

"Mmhhh... I see. Sorry. I just really need a run."

"I know. I do too. I feel like I haven't gone in ages."

"That's because I've been studying hard during the break and you haven't gone without me. You could have though!"

"I know but I was working so I didn't feel like it either."

"Fair enough. Ready to go?" She says cheerfully, placing one of her earbuds in his ear. He smiles and nods. "Aren't your shoulders gonna burn?" She asks noticing he's wearing a sleeveless tshirt.

"I'll be fine." He says, turning her around and tapping her ass to tell her to make a move on.

"Hey! Don't touch what's not yours."

"I own that ass."

He does. He does? What does that mean? The sudden thought that he'd own her ass, but really she thinks of her as a whole at that moment, makes her feel slightly anxious. Nevertheless, she takes a deep breath while walking down the steps and reaching the sand.

"Which way?"

"If we go that way..." He says pointing to the right. "We'll reach the town and there's a pier so we'll have to come back. About twenty minutes there and back."

"What if we go the other way?"

"We can run as long as we want. The beach is bordered by a forest. No town."

"That way it is then."

After stretching for a minute, him growling a little, definitely not keen on going but stubborn as hell, they start running.

She clears her mind, feeling the wind on her skin, admiring the stunning ocean, while running with this gorgeous athletic man, knowing she has been enjoying his attention, taking a mental picture of this perfect moment.

Why taking a mental picture though? Why would she need to remember this moment particularly?

Is it because it feels so good, normal? Is it because of the lingering feeling in the back of her mind that it won't last? A doubt. A fear. A regret.

Distracted by her recurring negative thoughts, she feels his hand on her forearm and stops running, turning abruptly, only to face his eye smile as he beautiful face shimmers from the sweat.

"Shall we turn back?"

"Sure."

"Are you okay?" Aomine asks, sensing her tense.

"Yeah!" She smiles widely. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Her excessive cheerfulness doesn't deceive him. Something is off but he won't ask. She can tell him in her own time. She has this habit of putting too much pressure on herself when all he wants is for her to just enjoy herself. He knows he won't change that trait in her.

As they get closer to the villa, he triggers her competitiveness by starting to sprint. He hopes this will distract her from whatever is bothering her and seeing her expression as she passes him, he was right.

He stops running, out of breath, admitting defeat and she stops too, both walking for a while, recovering.

"I won!" She says breathing heavily.

"I'm still hungover."

"Excuses."

He chuckles knowing she's right.

"Are you feeling better?" He asks her as she realises she has nowhere to hide with him. He now knows her too well for her own good.

"Mmh." She nods quietly.

Now straight in front of the villa, she stops and stretches.

"Wanna go for a dip? Best way to freshen up." He asks.

"I don't have my swimsuit."

"You don't need one." He says, now close, pulling her face to his lips after taking her cap off. His kiss is luscious. He knows what he's doing as she feels her body pull against his, now holding onto his wet t-shirt while giving in to his demand.

The stickiness of his clothes and skin could gross out any girl but not Satori. She's completely into it. It just shows how fit this man is and reflects in his physical prowess behind closed doors.

Stroking her face, he pecks her deliciously and stares at her, eyes closed, at his mercy, slowly opening them and somehow looking like she's waking up from a dream.

"I don't feel like skinny dipping in broad daylight."

"Next time then." He smiles playfully, making her shy.

Walking back in, they greet a few of the others who are watching TV looking rough.

"You went for a run?" Kagami asks Aomine amazed.

"That cures any hangover, you should try."

After taking a large drink from the kitchen, they go to their bedroom to clean up... and other activities.