Title: She's Just Like Augustus Waters

"I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you"
-Teenage Dirtbag, Wheatus

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"Come on, (First Name), one-on-one," the arrogant blue-haired man challenged you.

"I refuse," you replied, "You'd win anyways,"

"Eh? Giving up so easily just because I'm a boy and you're a girl, pathetic..."

You rolled your eyes at the moron. "That's not it, you sexist pig!" you glared at him, "I got asthma and you don't. I might die,"

Aomine dropped his smirk and the ball in his hands. "What?" he spat, "Then why are you smoking?!"

It was now your turn to smirk at him. "I'm surprised you know your basic facts, Aho," you muttered, letting out another smoke from the pleasurable cig.

"HEY STOP, YOU DIMWIT!"

Before you knew it, your cig was out of your hand but in the tanned man's, flying towards the trash bin.

You clicked your tongue in annoyance. "Tch...what a waste of money and good smoke," you grumbled angrily, kicking a pebble in front of you then walking out to leave the moron in the street court.

But before you can fully leave the court, a basketball hit you in your head, causing you to trip and let out a long string of colorful curse words.

"Geez, (First Name), you should be thanking me right now," Aomine grumbled as he helped you up. You couldn't believe the nerve of this guy.

"Excuse me, but after you threw away my cig, I no longer want to be anywhere near you! UGH!" you lashed out at him, clearly irritated.

"Excuse me too, but weren't you the one who approached me here in this very court?!" he retorted.

"Yes I did but I thought you'd be cool enough to hang out with but you were just like the rest of them, Smoke-Wasting Bastards!"

And thus, started the verbal batttle between you two. You didn't quite understand why Aomine can't just let go of the issue since you sure as hell won't even care but he just has to be the pestering bastard that he is and overdramatize everything, and pretty much stress you out.

"Do you want to die early, you moron! Besides, you're contributing to my future death as well, you know?!" Aomine bellowed.

"Then wouldn't that be jolly?" you retorted sharply at him causing his crease to grow deeper.

Suddenly, his voice softened.

"I don't want you to leave, (First Name), can't you see that?" he said sincerely and oh-so heartbreakingly as if losing you is one sad thought.

You were contemplating on how you would read this situation. You looked at Aomine skeptically, checking if it really was him.

The boy seemed to finally register what he said then turned his head to the right to cover his blush, "I meant what I said, aho,"

And again, you can't help but be speechless from how Aomine is acting...

"Ah! You like me, right?" you burst out at the tall male in front of you whose blush went ten times deeper.

"I-I-I..." he started stuttering.

"Oh my gosh I shouldn't have blurted it out like that!" you faked an apologetic tone which cause Aomine to glare at you.

"Yeah, yeah, I like you (First Name), happy now?"

You didn't know how to react but one thing's for sure, the phrase 'you could've died of happiness' is proven true since after his confession, you literally fainted right in front of him.

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How the hell did you reciprocate that idiot's feelings anyway?

Well, after months of verbally abusing him and Aomine still being there beside you which happened after you fainted, you just can't help but fall for him as well.

"Ugh, I hate you..." you suddenly whispered harshly to your boyfriend while you were having a 'date' aka cleaning up his apratment.

"Hah, no you don't. You just confessed three months ago!" he exclaimed, throwing a hentai magazine at you which you didn't mind since you admittedly check out the girls there sometimes.

"I hate that you're not really the best guy out there but I still fell for you so hard I can't leave...did you cast a love spell on me?"

The both of you stared at each other's eyes after you said that then Aomine can't help but burst out laughing then.

"Oh my, that was good (First Name), BAWAHAHA," he guffawed and you can't help but laugh alongside him as well. "I didn't know you have that cheesy side of you,"

"Oh shut your trap up, moron!" you shouted at him, throwing back the hentai magazine he threw at you earlier.

Irritatingly, he managed to catch it. "Ooh, it was last year's July Issue, (First Name)!" he hollered.

"It is? Oh my ass yeah, it is! Come on, babe, let's check it out!" you pulled him towards the couch then placed the magazine in between you and him as you flipped to the next page.

"Ooh daym, it's (Fave Model)! She's so dayum hot! If ever she courts me, I'll definitely leave you, Daiki-kun!" you can't help but ramble on as you see your favorite model on her best self taken into a photograph.

"Uhh..." Aomine started to groan.

"Hey! Don't start getting turned on now!" you scolded at him.

"Don't worry about it, ever since I started reading my mags with you I can't help but lose interest in them now," he started to rumble, staring at the magazine with bored eyes.

"Daiki! How dare you say that! Wasn't our love based upon these magazine?!" you argued teasingly at him.

"I thought it was cool at first but then I started to get jealous everytime you look at the models with those eyes,"

"Huh? What eyes, Daiki?"

"Eyes full of passion, love, and awe. Those eyes should only be directed to me," he then threw the magazine away then started to attack your lips with his amazing ones.

Yes, he may be screwed up sometimes but you are willing to be screw ups together.

Oh and your night was certainly busy, rough, and pleasurable for sure.

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