Sitting on the couch beside you was your tanned boyfriend, Aomine Daiki.  He was reading one of his magazines as you were watching music videos on YouTube.  Your current video ended, meaning you were now to find another to watch. You decided to watch the Anaconda video. You had heard the song, but never seen the video so you figured why not. You clicked on it and it began to play.

You hadn’t noticed that Aomine had moved over and was now sitting right beside of you. “What’s that (Y/N)?” You squealed and jumped in response then continued to pause the video. “It’s a music video, why?” He shrugged and went back to reading his magazine. You unpause the video and proceed to watch it.

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t

My anaconda don’t want none unless you got buns hun~

Aomine turned his head towards you and your phone, looking at the screen. He watches for a minute a grin forming on his lips. “Damn look at her boobs and her ass. Hot damn..” You rolled your eyes and kept watching the video. When the video was over, you looked to Aomine who seemed to be in some kind of daze. “Ahomine!”

He jumped a little then laid back against the couch. You felt him elbow your side playfully. “How come you can’t have big curves like those girls in video?” You frowned, feeling tears form in your eyes. You knew he was only joking, but it still hurt. You were really insecure about your body and every time he joked like that, it hurt, but you never said anything to him about it. Feeling like you could break down at any second; you got up and went to the bathroom. You shut the door behind you and locked it, making sure Aomine wouldn’t try to come in.

You sat down in the floor and started to cry. You knew you weren’t the prettiest or the curviest or the most athletic. Your body was average and you weren’t good at most things. You didn’t even think of yourself as pretty so you found it hard to understand how anyone else would, but as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You knew Aomine could do much better than you and you often wondered why he chose you.

You soon heard him knocking, more like banging on the door. “(Y/N). Are you okay?” When you didn’t respond, he started to get a little worried. “(Y/N)! Open the door or I’m knocking it down.” You sighed and stood up. You wiped your eyes in a bad attempt to hide the fact that you’d been crying, you really didn’t want Aomine to know you had been crying. You walked over to the door and unlocked it. You opened the door to find a worried looking Aomine. That expression was quickly changed into the usual frown of his. “Oi, what were you doing in there?” You looked up at him with a small smile. “Nothing, but anyways I’m going to bed.” You pushed past him and started to walk towards the stairs, only to be pulled back by a two strong arms.

“I know you were doing something in there and I will figure out one way or another. So you should just tell me.” You turn around in his arms and look at him. “No. Figure it out for yourself.” You, somehow, broke away from his hold and started to walk away, mumbling something to yourself as you did.  “If you really cared, you would already know.” Aomine barely heard you, but he knew you were most likely upset.  He ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated. “Fuck.. What’d I do now?” He turned and went up to your room, seeing you laying on the bed just staring at the ceiling. “(Y/N)?”

You kept your gaze focused on the ceiling as you responded. “Yes, Aomine?” He sighed and walked over to the side of the bed. You could feel his presence beside you, but you chose not to look at him, knowing you would cry if you did. “What’s wrong?” You finally turn your head to see Aomine sitting on the bed beside you. You scoff and shake your head slightly. “You should already know, but it doesn’t surprise me that you don’t.”

“Oi! What’s that supposed to mean?” You roll your eyes and pull the covers over your head. “Nothing. Goodnight Aomine.” He quickly pulls the cover off of you and makes you look at him. “Tell me what’s wrong. I’m not letting you go to sleep until you do.” You glared at him then looked away. “Think about it Ahomine.”

“Oi, stop calling me that.” You sat still beside of Aomine, playing with your hands and waiting for him to realize what was wrong with you. You doubted that he would figure out, but he did eventually. “You’re upset about what I said earlier? You know I was only kidding about that.” You nodded and stared at your hands. “Yeah. I know, but it still hurts. A lot actually. I know I’m not the prettiest girl in the world so when you compare me to girls like those in the video or in your magazines, I can’t compete with them. I’m just average, nothing special.”

After hearing you say all of this, Aomine was quiet for a few minutes. He was starting to feel guilty for teasing you about your boobs all this time. Just as you were starting to lay down, he pulled you into a hug. “Why didn’t you just tell me in the first place?” You just shrugged and hugged him back. You looked up to see him looking at you. “I love you for you. Curves or not. Sure you may not have the biggest boobs, but I still love you.” You shake your head, laughing a little. “I love you too Aomine.”

He leaned down and kissed you passionately before pulling away and laying down with you.  “I’ll try not to tease you anymore, okay?” You wrapped your arms around him, smiling a little. “Yeah, okay.”

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I dont even know >-<

It was all over and I feel like Aomine was OOC here but oh welll. As Nate would say, poopdood.

- Brynabearrrr