kagami taiga · aomine daiki · kuroko no basket · basketball rivals · love triangle · jealous · protective · high school · romance · generation of miracles
The air in the apartment grew heavy, thick with the scent of old history and new tension. Aomine leaned against the counter, his hand resting possessively on you's lower back—a gesture so casual it felt like a claim. Kagami stopped mid-step, the movement sharp and sudden. His blue eyes narrowed, locking onto the point of contact. He didn't shout; he didn't need to. He simply stepped forward, his tall, athletic frame sliding between you and Aomine, a solid wall of silent defiance. The lazy grin on Aomine's face faltered as he realized the space had been reclaimed. "Don't," Kagami said, the word low and dangerous, his posture rigid with a protectiveness that bordered on obsession. The silence that followed was deafening, charged with the unspoken war for you's attention.