omg i’m so happy you get 1000+ followers, that means you could give us the best of you, and I believe it! I always happy whenever you pop up on my dash.. Hope you get more followers and happiness around here 😍 for the songfic I’d like to request Scared to be lonely by Martin garrix ft. Dua lipa, the char is Aomine.. The situation is whatever you have for me, I trust it’ll be entertaining.. Thanks

Thank you so much for your sweet words and for always being such a kind person to me! Apologies for the delay and that this is so short but
I hope you like it.

Scared to be Lonely – Aomine

The slam of the door adds to the pain of your headache
making you wince. Lately, you wonder why you’re still with Aomine. It seems
like all the two of you ever do these days is fight. And over the stupidest
shit too. Every time he leaves in anger you wonder if it’s the last time you’ll
see him confused when that thought brings a feeling of relief instead of pain.
No doubt that’s a sure-fire sign one of you really should end this for good.
How can you stay with someone if you’re relieved at the prospect of him
leaving?

It’s late and you’re in bed drifting in and out of sleep
when you hear the front door open and close, more quietly this time thankfully.
A deep sigh leaves your lips; he came back then.

Aomine makes his way through the darkened apartment, sitting
on the couch and placing his head in his hands. Why does he keep coming back
here? What about you keeps drawing him back when most of the time you drive him
crazy? He knows he’s not the easiest person to get along with but in recent
memory you haven’t been the most amicable either.

And yet, here is he, back in your apartment, wanting nothing
more than to crawl into bed and put his arms around you.

The creak of the bedroom door announces Aomine’s presence
but you don’t turn around, pretending to be asleep because you just can’t
handle fighting any more. You’re surprised when he carefully climbs under the
covers. As his firm body slides right up next to yours, you can’t stop your
backwards motion to curl into his warmth.

You tell yourself this is the last time, the last night
you’re going to allow him to come back and hold you but you know you’re just
lying to yourself. Because even if there is someone better for you out there,
better out there for him, somehow you know you’ll keep coming back to each
other because at least this is familiar.

It’s the prospect of being alone that is scarier than the
reality that the love between you has deconstructed into nothing more than a
need to be physically close.

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