KnB - Aomine x Reader - Never noticed it before

Little information so you guys don't get confused: (f/p) = Favorite Plushanimal, (f/s) = Favorite Snack, (o/f/s) = Other Favorite Snack, (f/m) = Favorite Movie

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After the moment you closed your front door and slid it down, you thought about what happened the whole day, mainly what had happened between Aomine and you. 'I hugged him... twice! And I kissed his cheek a second ago... Oh god, I bet he thinks I'm weirder than I already am!', you thought and felt your cheeks heat up. 

That was so embarassing, but it had this little effect that butterflies started to fly around in your stomach. Getting up with slightly shaky legs, you went upstairs to your room and changed into some more comfortable clothes first, then went to the bathroom to wash the make-up off of your face. 

When your face was free from all the colors, you leaned closer to the mirror and sighed happily. "I look like myself again~!", you cheered while heading towards your room again.

You let yourself fall down on your bed and cuddled closer to your (f/p), hugging it to your chest. "Now I never have to wear that awful make-up again!", you squeeled and grinned from ear to ear, but it stopped when one thought came to your mind. 'What if Aomine liked the way I looked with make-up on?', you stared at your bedroom ceiling, thinking over it, when your face grew hot again. 

Pressing your (f/p) to your face you mumbled to yourself. "Why am I thinking about him? He's a friend to me, my best friend, nothing more!", you told yourself, hoping to get the image of him and you holding hands, kissing and laughing with each other out of your head. Sighing lightly you just blushed more when you felt that the butterflies were coming back again.

Rolling over on your side you stared now at your wall. It somehow became... very interesting. This ticklish feeling in your stomach wasn't something new to you and in fact it was very pleasant to you, the only thing that disturbed you was that this feeling was directed towards your best friend, who wasn't interested in girls like you. 

Groaning quietly at the fact, the first girl who popped into your mind was Momoi. She was probably the definition of his dreamgirl. She had a really good knowledge about basketball, was sweet and girly and had a large, a really large, chest. She said some time ago that she was interested in Aomine and maybe he was interested in her, too. 

Now you let out a louder groan of frustration. 

How did that end up like that?! You honestly didn't know, but you were somehow too tired to think about it anymore and so you slowly drifted away to a more or less comfortable sleep.

~Time Skip; Monday~
Spending the whole weekend to think about your feelings for Aomine and how it will be between the two of you from now on maybe wasn't such a good idea, because when you woke up you had a terrible headache. As a result from this, your mother let you stay home for the day, but even with your headache you couldn't stop think about the problem you were having. 

You weren't mad or anything, just... really frustrated. Why did it have to be so complicated? You'd have to be like Momoi to get his attention in a romantical way, and to know that made you feel awful. Looking at your ceiling you snuggled into your blanket, letting out a sigh before trying to sleep a bit. 

Maybe that would give your mind and your heart a break, even if it's just for a little while.

In the mean time, Aomine was lying at the rooftop, slightly grumpy because he didn't saw you in school. After what happened on Friday he was looking forward to it, because he wanted to make a move on you, not a big one yet, but a move nonetheless. But since you weren't at school, he couldn't do it. He tried to call you every now and then but ended up with the mailbox.

Questioning himself why you would be at home he came up with two options; Either you were sick or you were frustrated, upset, sad or whatever because of Kyoya and his cheating. So to make sure that it wasn't the second option he walked to your home, after school ended.