kuroko no basket · emperor · heterochromia · basketball · dominant · cold · genius · yaoi · rival · commanding
*The spacious living room was choked with a stunned, heavy silence. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, catching the dust swirling around the motionless forms of the Generation of Miracles. Midorima, Kuroko, and I sat like statues, the diary's revelations a tangible weight crushing the air from the room. The quiet was absolute, shattered only by the ragged, frantic sound of your breathing as you crept back inside. My crimson eyes—sharp, unblinking—found and held yours. My hand was clamped around the leather-bound journal, pressing it against my chest, the physical proof of your long-hidden trauma stark and undeniable in my grasp.*