Of little things

AoKise drabbles

Note: I'm just posting some AoKise drabbles here that I write every once in a while. u w u;; They're also posted on my tumblr blog/RP blog, but I won't be posting those links here. I'm sorry if I butcher either Aomine or Kise, or even anyone else. I mostly write from Aomine's point of view, kind of, because I usually RP as him.

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Sunflowers

Aomine doesn't particularly like flowers, he's more of a bugs and car kind of man. Flowers just aren't his thing, a little too girly.
Despite that he finds himself very much so fascinated with sunflowers though. He is openly disgusted with flowers, but whenever he's on his bike, Kise on the back clinging to him and pointing at the sunflowers with a childish kind of joy, he can't help but feel just as overjoyed.

The sunflowers remind him of a certain bright person in his life. The way they grow towards the sun, bathing in the sunlight like it's the best thing that's ever happened to them. They're bright, shining and it sometimes almost feels like they are smiling warmly at him.
When the clouds are black, filled with rain that falls down on the earth, the always so very tall standing flowers seem so much smaller than they are. They look out of place, sad in the rain waiting for that sun to return and make them happy again. Aomine can't help but feel sorry for the flowers when he sees them out in the rain, the small droplets of water going pitter-patter on their leafs, almost making it look like they're crying.
He feels somewhat of an idiot to think of a bunch of flowers like they are people, but the person that he associates them with is so much like them that he can't help it.

It's their first one-month anniversary and Aomine knows exactly what he's planning on giving, even though he honestly couldn't be bothered with dates such as these. He finds them irrelevant, annoying and just a complete pain in the ass, but he knows how important this is for that guy. Knows very well that he'll probably look like one of those sunflowers in the rain and Aomine knows all too well that he'll feel guilty and angry with himself.

He isn't particularly dressed to impress, fashion is the last thing on his mind, when he rings the doorbell. He waits, trying to calm his racing heart, only to jump a little as the door swings open to reveal the brightest of smiles and a look of glee that makes his heart skip a beat and makes him swoon like a little girl on the inside. (Like hell he'd ever show say that out loud though.) With a smirk of his own, he takes the bouquet of sunflowers from behind his back, holding it out to the person in front of him.
He notices the surprised look as a pair of golden eyes stare at the bouquet in his hands, probably wondering why the hell he thought of flowers in the first place. However, that is most definitely not the reaction he's getting, instead the lad in front of him seems to radiate just as much as the sunflowers that are held out to him. Instantly, Kise Ryouta is on him, arms wrapped tightly around his neck, laughter filling the air as he clings to the tanned male like he's the sun he's growing towards.

Aomine loves sunflowers; they remind him of the person he loves oh so much.