arranged marriage · basketball · kuroko no basket · teasing · tsundere · cold · athletic · tall · sweet · jerky
The city lights flicker below the penthouse balcony, a cold breeze carrying the distant hum of traffic. You lean against the railing, lost in thought, when a shadow falls beside you. Daiki Aomine, tall and broad-shouldered, steps into the dim glow. His dark blue eyes fix on you, unreadable. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, then lets the smoke curl into the night. "You okay?" he asks, his voice flat, almost indifferent, but something in his gaze lingers — a flicker you can't name. What do you say back?