[Black Basket] Give me a chance to say I love you

When Midorima woke up in the morning, he habitually touched his side, but he didn't touch the temperature he was used to.

The drowsy brain suddenly woke up, there was cool air between the nostrils, he rubbed against the corner of the quilt, and then reached out to take the glasses from the bedside cabinet and put them on again.

The world finally woke up from the chaos.

The person who used to stick close to her was gone, and the whole room lost a little warmth. A suit was neatly placed at the end of the bed, which was Midorima's usual favorite style.He walked into the bathroom with his slippers on, the mouthwash had already been poured into the mouthwash cup, and even the dental floss and salt were carefully placed aside.

Takao-style thoughtfulness.

But what about others?

Looking at the man standing alone in the mirror, Midorima began to miss the man who had been around her every morning since the morning, like a cat, squinting his eyes, clinging to his back and acting like a spoiled child.

It's a bit stalking, but Midorima doesn't mind at all, on the contrary, he hopes that Takao can be more stalking.

This is a hangover from being snubbed by Takao for a while in the past.Accustomed to the warmth, he doesn't want to lose it any more. Proud as Midorima, he has to admit that Takao is like oxygen to him, and he doesn't want to leave for a moment.

Thinking of this, Midorima's heart felt uneasy.

I didn't see Takao early in the morning, this was the first time the two were together.

Frowning, he spat out the mouthwash, wiped his face with a warm towel, and walked out eagerly.

As soon as you leave the room, you can see the living room downstairs. In the days when there is no announcement, the idle Takao will lazily lie on the white sofa by the window, basking in the long-lost sun, humming a faint tune, Sometimes I flip through the script that was just delivered to me, and sometimes I just want to lie down.

Midorima loves Takao's appearance in the sun.The sunlight diluted by the sun-proof windows is not glaring, and the fluffy halo dyes Takao's pale face with a bit of popularity. His thin bangs are scattered around his ears, and his fair neck has graceful curves. Buried deep in the skirt.

At that time, Takao was warm and serene. Every time at this time, Midorima would involuntarily step forward and kiss his forehead, eyelids, and nose tip with a hint of pampering, until Takao was woken up from a light sleep, and lazily laid on him. On his neck, he will contentedly kiss the lips that made him yearn for, bit by bit, until the lips and teeth intersect, kissing each other, and the person in his arms pushes his shoulder with a slight panting, then he will withdraw indulgently, With a lingering aftertaste that has not subsided, it touches the slightly swollen Hongyan of Takao one after another.

And now, that person is not there.

Midorima's expression became more and more frozen, he strode down the stairs, his eyes drifted over the coffee table that did not leave any traces of use, his steps tightened, and he walked towards the kitchen again.

Speaking of which, apart from the sofa in the sun, the kitchen is Takao's favorite.

When renovating the new house, Takao specially asked the designers to leave a large space in the kitchen, whether it is a suspended ceiling that is as high as two floors, double-layered windows that are pushed out, or a well-designed kitchen with a clear division of labor. The kitchen counter and the small cabinets with hooks on the wall all show the chic and fine design of this kitchen.

And the contented Takao turned back into an apron and turned into the most virtuous "wife", solemnly tossing all kinds of food and delicacies in front of the recipes. Dissatisfied staring at the recipe full of words, wishing to throw it out in the next second.This is also the beautiful scenery in Midorima's eyes. It is not the big star of the show with thousands of faces on the screen, nor the "Mrs. Midorima" who is out there with ghosts and spirits but does not lose everyone's demeanor. A sense of belonging rose in my heart.

This is a person who has washed his hands and made soup for himself all his life, only for himself.

But at this time, the kitchen was empty.

Midorima was really confused and panicked this time. In the past, Takao would chatter with Midorima about the arrangements for the next day before going to bed the day before, and never disappeared so inexplicably.

Thinking of Takao being kidnapped by the crazed Nanase Orange faction, Midorima immediately had a bad feeling. The mobile phone was left in the bedroom. Midorima turned and walked to the living room, picked up the phone on the coffee table The phone was dialed out.

"Beep beep—sorry, the user you dialed is busy and cannot be connected temporarily..."

Cursing secretly, he then made another call - Gao Wei's manager, Amu.

"Hey?"

"I'm Shintaro Midorima, do you have any other arrangements for Takao today?" As soon as the phone was connected, Midorima asked eagerly.

Amu on the other end of the phone was taken aback by the sudden voice. Now Amu is no longer the cautious newcomer at the beginning. As the manager of the firm, Amu moved towards several subordinate managers who were reporting to him. He waved his hand, flipped through the list of the day that someone handed over, and then replied, "No, Hecheng is fine today..."

Hanging up the phone, Midorima took a deep breath to calm himself down, the company was fine, but Takao disappeared early in the morning.

Where can he go?

The hole in his heart kept expanding, Midorima glanced at the watch on the wall, the morning divination was about to start, but Midorima didn't even have the mood to turn on the TV.

In the past, Takao had already tuned the TV to a fixed program when setting meals, waiting for the start of the divination program, and after finishing his breakfast and watching the morning divination, Takao had already prepared his lucky item for today, with The briefcase with all the documents sorted out was put together on the cabinet by the door.

The life named Midorima Shintaro has been occupied by Takao Kazunari, once he is lost, Midorima Shintaro's world will also collapse in half.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, I saw a courier boy in yellow and green clothes.

"Hello, this is Memories Express, Mr. Midorima Shintaro, please sign for it."

The voice of the courier boy was very brisk, which made people feel in a good mood. Although Shintaro Midorima was anxious about not being able to contact Takao, he still signed.

It's just that I didn't know if I didn't look carefully, and I was shocked when I looked carefully, the sender was Kazuari Takao? !

What does this mean? Could it be that Takao really wanted to abandon himself and leave, and just sent a letter to tell himself?

Thinking about it this way, Midorima Shintaro didn't care about anything else, so he just tore the express box open.

The moment the box was torn, a puff of white smoke came out of it, before Midorima fell to the ground before he could realize what it was.

He had a long dream. In the dream, he was as strange as all the miracles. He only thought of Tetsuya Kuroko, and he and himself were dying for Kuroko. As for his beloved Takao——

Seeing Takao exhausted by being insulted by "myself" until he commits suicide, Midorima has the heart to kill "himself".

That young man who is as bright as the sun should enjoy the love of the whole world, instead of being tormented into such a desperate appearance by himself stripping off his dignity over and over again.

Seeing Takao being gradually submerged, Midorima shouted Takao's name loudly, and at the same time desperately tried to grab Takao's hand, but couldn't reach it at all, until the boy at the bottom of the pool suddenly opened his mouth in pain, as if at last He raised his arm weakly as if he was struggling, and then suddenly there was no movement, and Midorima's eyes went dark again, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Midorima was awakened by a soft call.

"Xiaozhen? Xiaozhen! Wake up, Xiaozhen, what's wrong with you?"

Midorima opened her eyes in confusion, her glasses were slanted on the bridge of her nose, and she wanted to raise her hand to straighten it up, only to find that all the muscles in her body were stiff.

"Xiaozhen!" Seeing that Midorima finally opened his eyes, Takao, who was almost terrified when he came back, finally wept with joy, and hugged Midorima's neck, "I was scared to death. I just came back and saw you lying on the ground. On the ground!"

"I..." Midorima looked at the person with his head buried in front of his chest, and was in a daze for a few seconds before he remembered what happened just now, "I received a courier, and after I opened it, I..."

Thinking of that grotesque dream, Midorima's cold sweat slipped down again, and at the same time, the arm that finally recovered some blood flow suddenly hugged Takao lying in front of her.

"Xiaozhen—uh!"

Sweeping his entire mouth like a gust of wind, Midorima's kiss was heavy and rarely fanatical, and the fear mixed with it made Takao finally hug Midorima's shoulders without asking any questions.

The corner of his mouth was bitten, and his hard teeth firmly pressed against Takao's gums. The force was so great that he couldn't help but grunt twice, but it attracted Midorima to plunder even harder.

Before he knew it, Takao had been turned over by Midorima and pressed to the ground, and the clothes he was wearing had already been torn apart by the opponent's hands, and a fierce exercise began again...

#作者酱Seeking the dividing line of the red card TAT#

Takao didn't know what happened to Midorima, but as a considerate lover, he tried his best to tolerate Midorima's loss of control and hesitation.Midorima exerted a lot of force, as if confirming something, trying desperately to verify something on him, so that when everything was over, Takao was exhausted.

Panting softly with half-lidded eyelids, Takao let Midorima pick him up from the ground and send him back to the soft bed.

"Xiaozhen." Takao embraced the neck of Midorima who was covering himself with the quilt, his black eyes still had a hint of moisture, "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Midorima was stunned by the sudden apology, and then her green eyes furrowed, "Why do you apologize?"

"I... I shouldn't have run out early in the morning, making you worry..." After thinking about it, Takao still responded in a low voice, thinking that Midorima's uneasiness before was probably caused by his sudden departure, even though he just wanted to Went out to buy the missing ingredients, but unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance on the way and chatted for a long time... Thinking of Midorima who fell to the ground earlier, Takao felt more and more guilty.

"It's not your fault." With a soft sigh, Midorima lifted a corner of the quilt, slowly nestled in, and then took Takao's slender figure into his arms, "I'm not angry with you, but, next time Let me know the next time you go out."

"I remember." Leaning into Midorima's arms, Takao closed his eyes again, his expression calmed down, but he murmured again, "Xiaozhen."

Midorima responded patiently, "Huh?"

"We'll always be like this, together for the rest of our lives, okay?" Gao Tai, with his eyes closed, shook his eyelashes uneasily, and whispered out the panic in his heart.

Heartache hidden, this life is too good, so good that he would have the urge to cry in his dreams.

Midorima patted Takao's shoulder as if feeling something, and replied softly but firmly: "Well, we will be together for the rest of our lives, even if you get tired of me, I will not leave."

Hearing the promise made by Midorima, who seldom talks about love, Takao smiled, and his thin lips slightly curled up, but it brought warmth into the room.

"Hey, Xiaozhen, I love you."

In a word, Midorima's previous anxiety immediately drifted away, slightly lowered his head and kissed Takao's smooth forehead, Midorima hugged the person in his arms again, and carefully put Takao's hand on his chest with his big hand. Going back to the quilt, they interlocked their fingers slightly.

"I love you too."

As long as we love each other like this, as long as the present time belongs to us.

Whether the dream is real or at home, I will take good care of you, hold your hand tightly, and love you forever.

Loving each other and loving each other is the most real beauty.

Takao, thank you for being by my side.

The author has something to say:

Suddenly, I feel that writing HE extravaganza is full of thoughts, and the sense of picture is too strong, so I really want to end it like this...