Twenty-Five Strings In Counting (Aomine x Reader) // Completed

Twenty Strings

⚠️Contains writing of horror, or such of which can be disturbing. You were warned.⚠️

I felt myself being pulled from the darkness below as the light above came closer.

I opened my eyes slowly, seeing everything was a blur. Once they were calmly open, I realized I couldn't breathe. There was something in my lungs, something keeping me from breathing.

I-I...can breathe!

For a natural instinct, I laid on my side and started coughing, seeing some droplets of water spurting out onto the wooden dock.

It was quiet for a while before I was turned on my back to see the darkened sky, though it wasn't fully dark. It was the light-navy blue sky.

I then spotted the dark-blue hair that was there for me.

"(First Name)!" He said, gripping onto my shoulders. He pulled me up and brought me into the tightest embrace. I felt the warm tears roll down my shoulder.

You're...c-crying, A-Aomine...y-you're going to make me c-cry too...

I slowly brought up my arms due to my weak state of body and touched his back. Then gripping onto his dry t-shirt.

I'm sorry for leaving your side...you were busy dealing with logs and I just left you...

The classmates surrounding us had frowns on their face; the guys stood with their arms crossed; the girls stood there, about to cry.

I regained my breaths and hugged him tighter, "I'm sorry for leaving-"

"No, I'm sorry for not coming with you." He interrupted. He released me from the embrace I loved, making me disappointed. He helped me stand up, holding me.

He then took off his shirt and tossed it to me. I looked up at him curiously.

"Wear it, you'll catch a cold." At that very moment, I sneezed. I shook my head and wore the t-shirt he gave me.

It's warm...

I looked down to see it until my knees.

He's really tall...

As I was about to walk, Aomine knelt down with his back facing me.

Does he want to give me a...piggyback ride?

He grunted and looked at me from over his shoulder, of course - I reluctantly touched his shoulder and stuck my legs in between his torso and arms.

He stood up, which surprised me as I was seeing everything at a taller viewpoint. I slowly, but hesitantly rested my head on his back, hearing his heartbeat.

Your heart is pounding.

It's really pounding.

You were worried.

About me...

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Everyone was cleaned up; showered and everything. Everyone gathered around in the living room, teachers explaining that the instructions were to tell each other what you can do and can't.

As everyone started chatting, there was a scream heard from upstairs. It wasn't just any normal, "scare" scream or "fun" scream.

It was bloodcurdling. Everyone snapped their heads to the attention, some of us starting to feel a pit of discomfort in our stomaches.