this is a call out post. you know what to do with it, i don't know why you need me to explain anything. some characters (faded on the roster) require canon review, and are technically unavailable. you can still request them, though. it'll just take me longer to get to them.
[ There are days where Kagami thinks back to the first time that he'd challenged Kuroko to a one-on-one match. It makes him laugh, every time, because of just how goddamn awful it was. He'd known that there was something about Kuroko from day one, no matter how much his shadow had slipped under the radar. He's glad that he was so right, because what would have happened, otherwise?
Neither of them would have left the team, he knows this much. But maybe it just would have taken so much longer for them to become what they are, now, when at first he'd wanted nothing to do with Kuroko. Now, they're practically inseparable. It's even getting to the point that Taiga can handle Nigou in small doses, because Kuroko brings the dog with him to his apartment, to their practices, to their outings together. It... helps, a little.
When he was in America, it was always him and Tatsuya. Any chance they had, they would be on the court - even if it was street ball, in worn corners of noisy parks - and they were inseparable. That, though. That was different. Kagami loved, and still loves, him as his brother. Couldn't and can't ever see him as anything beyond family, especially now that he no longer idolizes him so fiercely, so blindly.
Especially not when all he really sees, now, is Kuroko.
They did team practice earlier in the day with everyone else, but it's easy for them to slip away to the court where their first one-on-one had happened. It's even easier to lose track of time there, goofing off, and Kagami only realizes that it's gotten darker, that time has passed at all, when he has to retrieve the basketball from across the asphalt. He's sweaty from exertion, but he feels light, and like he's made of light. As he comes back, dribbling in a lazy crossover, he doesn't hesitate to invade Kuroko's space. Honestly, he doesn't even think about it, just does it on instinct, palming the ball as he does so.
Mostly so he can balance it on top of Kuroko's head, arm dropping onto his shoulders and forearm raised to keep the ball from wobbling away. ]
We should head out and swing by Maji Burger - but you wanna come over?
( kuroko lives for these moments. he loves practicing with the team as a whole, but his favorite thing to do is just one-on-one with kagami. they've both learned so much in the last year, from the team, from the tournaments, but more importantly, from each other. the balance they form is one unrivaled by any players, past or present. they are a unit. they move together as one. they can spend hours with one another and never get bored, hours with one another and not even notice that time is moving because they're both just so happy. kuroko is happy. sometimes it's overwhelming. and, god... god, he thinks...
it's so much more than just basketball. but he's not sure he'll ever be able to say that out loud. and that's okay. he's happy with what they do have. he's happy just like this. with a ball on his head, with an elbow on his shoulder, being a human kickstand for a giant human thing that needs a kickstand. he shifts his head slightly to look up at the tree red boy. )
Sure. ( . . . ) Can Nigou come, or should we drop him off at my house first?
[ Adjusting his hold on the ball as Kuroko angles his head up, Kagami has the horrible moment of thinking how adorable he is like that. The thought has him almost fumbling the basketball, but he manages not to drop it or knock it off of the top of his fluffy blue hair as he shifts a little. These are thoughts one should not have about your teammates or your best friends, but they're...
Well, they've always been something else. If they weren't, the days they spend together probably wouldn't feel the way they do, leave them like this.
He makes a bit of a face at the question, a thoughtful scrunch of his nose before he lets out an eh and shrugs his further shoulder. Because it's gotten better, the relationship he has with Nigou. He can't be around other dogs, but with the miniature shadow, he's made progress. ] He can come. I, uh. I got a dog bed for him, to put under the coffee table where he hangs out.
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Neither of them would have left the team, he knows this much. But maybe it just would have taken so much longer for them to become what they are, now, when at first he'd wanted nothing to do with Kuroko. Now, they're practically inseparable. It's even getting to the point that Taiga can handle Nigou in small doses, because Kuroko brings the dog with him to his apartment, to their practices, to their outings together. It... helps, a little.
When he was in America, it was always him and Tatsuya. Any chance they had, they would be on the court - even if it was street ball, in worn corners of noisy parks - and they were inseparable. That, though. That was different. Kagami loved, and still loves, him as his brother. Couldn't and can't ever see him as anything beyond family, especially now that he no longer idolizes him so fiercely, so blindly.
Especially not when all he really sees, now, is Kuroko.
They did team practice earlier in the day with everyone else, but it's easy for them to slip away to the court where their first one-on-one had happened. It's even easier to lose track of time there, goofing off, and Kagami only realizes that it's gotten darker, that time has passed at all, when he has to retrieve the basketball from across the asphalt. He's sweaty from exertion, but he feels light, and like he's made of light. As he comes back, dribbling in a lazy crossover, he doesn't hesitate to invade Kuroko's space. Honestly, he doesn't even think about it, just does it on instinct, palming the ball as he does so.
Mostly so he can balance it on top of Kuroko's head, arm dropping onto his shoulders and forearm raised to keep the ball from wobbling away. ]
We should head out and swing by Maji Burger - but you wanna come over?
cries about it.
it's so much more than just basketball. but he's not sure he'll ever be able to say that out loud. and that's okay. he's happy with what they do have. he's happy just like this. with a ball on his head, with an elbow on his shoulder, being a human kickstand for a giant human thing that needs a kickstand. he shifts his head slightly to look up at the
treered boy. )Sure. ( . . . ) Can Nigou come, or should we drop him off at my house first?
laughs forever tbh
Well, they've always been something else. If they weren't, the days they spend together probably wouldn't feel the way they do, leave them like this.
He makes a bit of a face at the question, a thoughtful scrunch of his nose before he lets out an eh and shrugs his further shoulder. Because it's gotten better, the relationship he has with Nigou. He can't be around other dogs, but with the miniature shadow, he's made progress. ] He can come. I, uh. I got a dog bed for him, to put under the coffee table where he hangs out.