It scares him more than anything because he knew he’s not the best boyfriend out there and you infinitely deserve someone else better and yet still stuck by him, forgive him for any faults but not to a point where you condone it.Įxcept this time. until he met you where you just completely shut down. He’s always used to using force as a means to get whatever he wants. Your lack of reaction to anything made his nerves rub the wrong way. I’m tired of this,” you made no move to resist and waited for him to let go. However, Aomine caught your hand and has no plans of letting you go just yet. “Then tell me!” You cursed under your breath. “This is why I don’t want to talk! You don’t even know what you should be sorry for!” You turned away and stomped out. “Aomine,” you replied coldly, making him wince that you went back on last name basis. “What part of ‘I don’t want to see you’ do you not understand?” You groaned, clearly not looking forward to confront your boyfriend. Later, guys!” Kise was out in an instant before you could protest to make him come back. The surprise turned into something sour though and you frowned deeply when you looked at him. “I don’t want to see you right now.” You almost jumped when you heard the familiar deep voice behind you. “I know that,” you sighed and glared at no one in particular. “But would it hurt if he tried being not so stupid about it?” “I’m sure he didn’t mean it,” Kise consoled. “Aomine-chi is sometimes… eh, uhm… insensitive.” It’s like he’s not dating a female, you know?” You complained. “I don’t want to talk to him if he’s going to continue acting like an ass. I can only deal with it so much and him not trying to improve about it doesn’t help. You couldn’t help but chuckle. “Perceptive of the female kind as always… Ahomine should take notes,” you added the last part bitterly. “How come you look sad? And don’t make up lame excuses!” When you only shrugged, he pouted and whined how you looked so disinterested. “I recently did a modeling gig on this brand so I thought of dropping by here to check on how my face turned out,” Kise explained rather enthusiastically. “I turned out pretty good, huh?” he pointed at the life-size poster. “Just wandering,” you shrugged, not really in the mood to talk about the recent fight. “What about you?” He beamed anyway and ran to you. “What are you doing here?” “_-chi?” It was Kise, looking very surprised to see you in the men’s section of the department store. You were never really the emotional type so you spent your frustrations on your stupid boyfriend by walking aimlessly. You stopped hiccuping and your eyes weren’t red anymore. You felt your phone vibrating on your pocket for the umpteenth time of the day, ignoring it until it stopped. “Sorry Aomine, but I don’t think I deserve this crap, especially from you,” you could hear your cold voice going on automatic before turning and walking away.ĥ voice messages from Dai-kun. When did he start making you feel like trash? Somehow, you didn’t know what you see in him anymore. #Aomine gentle reader fanfiction skinThe contact of your hand to his face was defean-ing and you could feel the stinging of your skin already coming.Īnd yet all you could do was stare at him disgustingly. In public where everyone’s eyes are starting to look. You felt numb as you watched his eyes widen, disbelief written all over his face because you just slapped him. “Well, it’s not my fault you don’t have the rack to get my eye’s attention–” Instead of detecting the ticking bomb that is your temper, he only scoffed irritably. “I’m right in front of you! What do you mean you can’t help it?!” He didn’t sound sorry though, which only aggravated your foul mood. “Sorry, can’t really help it,” he replied without missing a beat. “Dai-kun, are you even listening to what I’m saying?” But ever since you dated him, his comebacks of subtly comparing your lack of size to various girls that you two pass by… well, let’s just say. You simply thought they were just lumps of fat on your chest area. You’re never insecure about your breast size before. It was the constant comparison that grate on your nerves. Heck, that date you two had where he dragged you to a convenience store to buy the Mai-chan’s latest photobook, you didn’t even bat an eyelash. His fixation on that gravure idol show, you can swallow. His idol magazine collection, you can tolerate. You knew exactly what you sign up for… at least, you thought you knew. It was public knowledge Aomine Daiki is a pervert for curvy girls. It wasn’t like a big secret or something thrown at your face halfway when you were dating. You really thought you could handle this ‘obsession’ of your boyfriend. This work is also crossposted on deviantart
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