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The rain starts as suddenly as it ends, but they are still drenched by the time they reach Kagami’s apartment. Kuroko apologizes for the inconvenience before asking Taiga for a change of clothes. The mental image makes Kagami laugh, but the real thing isn’t nearly as amusing. Kuroko is drowning in his clothes and it does things to Kagami. Especially since it makes Kuroko furrow his brows and purse his lips in annoyance when the rolled up sleeves keep sliding down his arms anyway.
Kagami doesn’t really like the idea of calling Kuroko cute. It sounds too… girly. Kuroko isn’t girly. There is nothing girly about him; despite his size, Kuroko is all hard masculine lines, carved by years of playing basketball. He isn’t ripped like Kagami, but his body lacks the softness of his face, and Kagami can spend hours just running his hand down the muscles of his arms. Kuroko isn’t cute, he is hot. Wearing Taiga’s clothes doesn’t make him look adorable; it makes him look his.
So when Kuroko finally sits down between Kagami’s legs, all Kagami can do not to claim what’s his, is to move away as far as possible and practically mold has back into the couch. It does horrible things to Kagami, the way Kuroko smells like both of them, the way Taiga’s oversized sweatshirt slides down, revealing Kuroko’s white neck. He wants to sink his teeth in. Sometimes he just wants to lick the skin right of Kuroko. And it scares him.