Kuroko No Basket × Reader Oneshots

🏀 Caught: Hyuuga Junpei

"What the heck was that?"

"I don't know, I gave up at the first question. I studied all of them but, even so."

"Yo!" Izuki pushed his way through the crowd to land a heavy slap on Hyuga's back and hoping that it would lift his spirits us. "You coming?"

"I think, I can't," He smiled, pointing at the dark eye bags under his glasses. "Riko called me last night, wanted to something about the basketball club." Ah so, those weren't from last-minute study sessions. But from Riko's demands.

It was him unable to say no to Riko asking him to prepare a guidebook for the junior players they're leaving behind. And a book for Kuroko to hold on for when he becomes captain.

All that Izuki could do was spare him a pitiful look. "All of us are gonna be there," he tried to convince. "Riko's coming."

"I really need to sleep," was what came out instead of 'It's because of her that I'm too tired to join'.

"There's always next time, maybe when the results come out?"

"Sure. One more game, too?"

"Hey," Hyuga greeted, taking her backpack from her. "Are you going home?"

(Y/n) bent down to retrieve bottles and bottles of milktea for an anime marathon she was going to read herself with after the hell she walked through earlier. "I'm in no mood, Junpei." She yawned. "If anything, I want nothing more but to sleep."

"Then let's sleep together!" "Will that be all, Miss?"

The nerve of him to say in the presence of a minimart cashier, whose eyes flew to the rack of condoms and then scanning their uniforms, with so much confidence. She wanted nothing more but to punch his forehead, breaking his glasses in the process. "What?"

"You know-" when he the underlying meaning to his words that earned a dirty look from (Y/n), his eyes cast downward. Scratching his neck. "Sleep together. Like just the two of us and just that."

Eyebrow raised, she tortured him with the silence. Savouring how Hyuga was fidgeting as he racked his mind for the right words to say. Sure, she could bask in the rooftop of her home, watching in nothing but a loose shirt. Or sleep- as he initiated- in his.

Both choices were good, carrying selfish intent.

"Let's goo then. Done it plenty of times before. Why not now?"

"I'm not trying anything, I just want to sleep."

"Junpei?"

"Hmm?"

I was seduced you, don't take the spotlight."

"Ri-right." He turned bashful, following behind (Y/n).

"What do you think the results will look like?"

Here she was warmed up in his futon, bare legs kicking about and bringing up the collar of his shirt to take his scent in. "Shh," her finger went up to his lips when he joined her, throwing another blanket above them. "Don't be hard on yourself. It's in three weeks. What's the worst that could happen hm?"

"I can't sleep."

"Heh?"

Then a blush, thinking that (Y/n) may have assumed teh worst. "Not because you're here. It just happens. I get to bed an suddenly, I'm not sleepy anymore."

She turned back, the ends of her hair hitting his face. "Then play with my hair, because I am."

2.30 PM