[Aomine halfheartedly takes the trash bag and lets it hang down at his side while he watches Kuroko. Dude's clearly under the influence. Not wasted, but not in a state to be moving around as much as he's trying to. Aomine's been there.]
[Then Kuroko inflicts psychic damage on him and he drops the bag. Okay, sure, anyone else? He'd just rip the blanket off of them and give them shit for it. Kuroko, though? The guy he's still crushing on? He's asking him to basically undress him, just casually. Sure, it's not actual undressing, that'd be like...intimate and whatever. This is just a big sheet. But it's still the same idea and Aomine's having some trouble separating the two actions.]
[He must look fucking baffled.]
The fu...? You can't do it yourself, Tetsu?
[He says it a little harshly, the way he would with anyone else, but it's still softer the way he's not with anyone else. But he knows Kuroko's buzzed, he watched him give it a shot already, so he groans and forces his suddenly weak-feeling hands to move. He grips the sheet at the sides.]
You're wearin' something under there, right?
[Stupid question. But he's already asked it. Can't un-ask it.]
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Date: 2021-10-22 05:45 pm (UTC)[Then Kuroko inflicts psychic damage on him and he drops the bag. Okay, sure, anyone else? He'd just rip the blanket off of them and give them shit for it. Kuroko, though? The guy he's still crushing on? He's asking him to basically undress him, just casually. Sure, it's not actual undressing, that'd be like...intimate and whatever. This is just a big sheet. But it's still the same idea and Aomine's having some trouble separating the two actions.]
[He must look fucking baffled.]
The fu...? You can't do it yourself, Tetsu?
[He says it a little harshly, the way he would with anyone else, but it's still softer the way he's not with anyone else. But he knows Kuroko's buzzed, he watched him give it a shot already, so he groans and forces his suddenly weak-feeling hands to move. He grips the sheet at the sides.]
You're wearin' something under there, right?
[Stupid question. But he's already asked it. Can't un-ask it.]