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Probably no one else would be interested and couldn’t even remember, but Kuroko knew very well which day was. While he was walking across the dark and silent street, another year of the day the redhead put the last remaining piece to save his world was fulfilling. The things were crooked little afterwards, but by that moment, his feelings were already more than simple gratitude. Even now, while he was holding Nigou’s leash with one hand and his milkshake with the other, every time he heard a train arrive he turned towards the station with the little hope of see Akashi appear.
He wasn’t thinking of telling him, he didn’t want to bother him, surely Akashi was busy enough without Kuroko’s problematic feelings. Probably the other didn’t even know which day it was, no, actually it was impossible that he could remember. That had been a special moment to the blue haired, but probably just another one to Akashi. He just stared at the stars and whispered a thank you before pay attention to Nigou and keep walking.
A few hours from there, the redhead lowered his violin and sighed for the umpteenth time that night, finally leaving the instrument on the table. He looked alternately between the wall clock and the window. The day was ending and his anxiety was increasing, he wanted to call him or send him a message at least, but he was still feeling embarrassed and guilty about the last years. Probably Kuroko didn’t would want to be reminded about the day they met, surely he regretted it.
Akashi gave a low moan of powerlessness and spent the rest of the night carried away by his own feelings torturing him around a single thought. Tetsuya.