Aomine gave out a sigh of relief, his dark tanned skin soaking up the blazing sun giving him the perfect amount of warmth. Arms behind his head to give him an brace from the hard concrete rooftop that he was currently laying on. He almost felt a little bit upset that he didn’t bring his bag so that he could lay his head on that, but then the image of him having to carry that thing around popped in his head. Yea.. never mind.
His eyes were shut trying to block out the bright sun. Long, thick eyelashes intertwining with each other as his eyes felt the relief of being in a darker place. His eyes never liked the brightness of the sun, Mount Olympus being surrounded by mountains and above the clouds giving them a few shades darker than the man’s
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However, a shadow loomed over Aomine’s figure. Dark blue eyebrows crinkled together, upper lip twitching into a sneer. Everyone knew not to mess with him while he was taking his naps. Any soul would dared to anger the great Aomine faced harsh punishments. Letting out a low growl, he opened his mouth to let out a nasty remark when he felt dread creep up on him. He had nearly forgotten where he was, the smell of the stranger all to new to him. Panic began to set in, he didn’t hear the door open, nor did he hear any footsteps come near him. Snapping his blue orbs open, Aomine saw a pale figure with blue hair lighter than his …show more content…
It’s pale blue eyes digging into his tainted soul. “Why are you screaming?” It said with an monotone voice. Aomine peered out from under his arms to look at the figure, it blank face honestly scaring him the death. “You keep that up and we’ll get in trouble.” His voice was lightly laced with some irritation. Aomine’s brow twitched, how dare this small creature try and tell him what to do. Uncurled, Aomine was about to give the light blue haired figure a piece of his mind before the door slammed open causing him to jolt a small inch due to the previous scare. Darting his eyes to the door, Aomine let out a puff of breath when a livid teacher stormed into what he would like to think of as his space. Can’t a god take a peaceful nap? His eyebrows drew together as a scowl appeared on his face, those pesky wrinkles (that never stayed) formed around his eyebrows. Aomine glared at the small figure next to him as if to say ‘this is all your