Chapter Text
When Aomine was sleepy, he was a surprisingly different person, Kise marveled. He had figured that being waking Aomine would piss him, but nope-
"Mmmmhmmm?" Aomine contently hummed into his pillow. "Kise, you smell nice."
"Come on, we gotta get going if we want to be on time." Kise glanced at his nightstand before noticing his clock was missing. Then he realized where it was. And how it had gotten onto to the floor.
"Five more minutes.." Aomine rolled over so he was lying face down into the mattress. "Please? Kise, I love you." Kise wondered how he could breath, much less, even think about falling sleep in such an uncomfortable position.
Well it wasn't so uncomfortable last night, was it?
Kise felt his cheeks heat up a little. No no, no dirty pictures right now.
He forced himself to shake it off. "Even that won't work right now, we really have to go."
"Don't wanna." Aomine mumbled, voice muffled. "Sleeeeeeepy."
"You know, you're really cute when you're sleepy." Kise stroked his boyfriend's hair, finger combing the messy strands of midnight blue. Surprisingly, Aomine's hair was just as soft as his own- Kise quite recently found this out, when his hands were roughly tearing through them, as he pulled Aomine closer... Um...
"Don't say that." Aomine finally rolled onto his back and let out a long yawn. "I don't do cute."
"That sounds a little more like you."
"Mmmhmmm." Aomine's eyes opened and instantly found Kise's. "What did you think about last night?"
"We're going to be late." Kise avoided the question, vying to stand up and slip into his jeans instead. "Momoicchi and Kurokocchi wanted us there early."
"Well, since we're already late," Aomine propped himself up sideways with an elbow and gave Kise a mischievous, devilish smirk that had the blond biting his lip. "Why don't we enjoy the extra time?" The suggestiveness in his tone couldn't have been more clear.
"You know I think I like sleepy Aomine better." Kise huffed, desperately trying to find an ounce of annoyance in him. "At least he's smart enough to know how to keep me on my good side-"
"Hey, now I'm insulted." Aomine mockingly said, touching his chest. Bare chest, Kise realized. Perhaps Aomine realized the fact at the same time. He pushed down the blankets wrapped around him and wiggled his hips provocatively, roguish smirk only widening. "By the way, I think all your sides look pretty good. You wanna slip out of those jeans now?"
Kise shot him a dirty look. But a part of him wanted to look southern...
"Come here pretty boy." Aomine motioned to the bed. He smirked, voice dropping to a seductive whispered, "Your jeans make your ass look good but I rather see it up close and bare."
"You are the opposite of charming." Kise dryly said, trying not to laugh. "Sometimes I don't even remember why I love you."
"Because I'm nice when I'm sleepy? And I'm always sleepy after sleepi9ng?" Aomine shifted a little. Kise's eyes couldn't help but follow the movements. "And I always sleep after sex, so if we do it now, I'll be nicer when we meet up with everyone else."
"That makes absolutely no sense." Kise knew the right thing to do was to be cold and leave the room so Aomine would end up following. But damn, were those hard abs drool worthy...
"Come on, you know you wanna." Aomine's dark blue eyes glowed. "I promise I'll be nice and sleepy after."
Kise snorted. "No you won't."
"Yeah, I won't." Aomine agreed, trying not to laugh at how well Kise knew him. "But I'll be nice and sleepy and sweet tomorrow morning. So what 'ya say?"
"You're paying for dinner. Momoicchi, Kurokocchi's and mine." Kise raised an eyebrow. "Okay?"
"Fine." Aomine rolled his eyes. "If it gets you into bed."
It did.