a/n: another random drabble. Unbeta-ed. Beware of fail angst. *sobs*

Good Morning Beautiful

~Kagami's Side~

His eyelids fluttered open as the dim morning sunlight forced its way into the quiet bedroom through the thinly veiled windows. The soft ticking noise of a clock gently broke through the morning's hush.

"It's raining," he noticed. Light rain pounded the windows, smattering them with beads of moisture. The calming sound sounded like a lullaby to the redhead's drowsy ears.

Despite the chilly air, he felt warm; a little too warm for his taste. He was about to shrug off his thin blanket when he realized the unusual weight pinning on his body. His blinked and found Kuroko, nestled safe and sound within his arms. The boy's slender form peacefully slept against his cavernous chest, small and slightly bony as usual.

A furious blush found its way onto Kagami's face. His arms must've had accidentally moved on their own while he was sleeping, again. He'd never quite managed to figure out what the hell caused this weird habit of his. It was embarrassing, how he'd always hug Kuroko in his sleep; caging him, as if dreading that the smaller boy would be gone as the night passed. It wasn't necessarily a habit to be proud of.

Kagami was amazed at how the smaller boy hadn't woken up from his audibly frantic heartbeat. The damn thing had been running on 180 miles per hour ever since he'd woken up with Kuroko in his arms. He wasn't used to being this physically close to anyone. Sure, they'd slept together, but it usually started with a safe 20 cm distance between them. The fact that Kagami's body would troll him while they were asleep was a different matter entirely.

As he waited for his heart to calm down, his eyes inadvertently drifted to the peaceful look on Kuroko's face. He'd never seen Kuroko's face so close before. Whenever the pale haired boy stayed over, he'd always wake up early, leaving Kagami no chance to snag a look at his sleeping face.

Kagami was by no mean an observant person. He'd always been awful at reading any kind of situation; his bullheadedness had always prevented him from being able to read between the lines. To put it simply, he was insensitive, and he knew it. Despite this, he'd always seen Kuroko as someone who wore a permanent mask over his face. A mask of both pretense and defense, built out of fear and bad experiences. He knew what happened between Kuroko and his past light back in junior high. He knew that this near impenetrable mask was mainly constructed of Kuroko's disappointment at someone whose name Kagami would prefer to not remember at the moment.

Despite this, his mask was virtually inexistent in his sleep. The mask had been lifted, revealing all the vulnerability within. Kuroko's sleeping face was a whole lot more expressive than his face when he was awake. It was tender; how his chapped lips quirked up slightly at the edges, and how his lashes brushed against his pale cheek. His eyebrows arched elegantly, covered by his messy light blue bangs. A soft blush tinted his cheeks.

Kagami adored Kuroko's sleeping face. However, at the same time he was also embarrassed to admit how he'd wanted to corrupt such a tender expression; he was a teenage boy after all. He'd have to confess that he'd wanted to be able to rip that mask open many times before. To seduce the smaller boy with kisses and flaming touches; to see the usually fake expression twist and contort in lust, to see Kuroko come undone in his own hands. Seeing the carefully constructed mask gone had awakened his desire once more, even stronger than usual.

Seeing Kuroko's sleeping face was both a treat and a torture. God, he'd wanted so bad to corrupt that peaceful face; to see it redden in passion, to hear lustful groan escape those lips. But he couldn't. He knew Kuroko would run away like he did back when he was still at Teikou if he ever did such a thing. He'd wait; wait until Kuroko was ready to consciously put his mask off once and for all.

"And I'm gonna be the one to make him do it," Kagami swore. His arms tightened around his partner's sleeping form.

He slowly drifted back to sleep, until he felt something struggle against him. He forced his eyes open and found sky blue orbs staring right into his own.

"I'm sorry I wake you up," Kuroko's voice was as deadpanned as always, much to Kagami's regret.

He must've blanked out for a few seconds, because the next thing he knew, he had Kuroko's chapped lips against his.

"You really shouldn't doze back off if you don't want us to be late," a faint smile played on Kuroko's lips as they left Kagami's. Kagami searched for any sign of the mask, but he found none.

"Good morning, Kagami-kun."