[Bad Boy AU Headcanons] Aomine is a street racer by hobby but he works as a tattoo artist at his own shop. One afternoon he gets distracted mid drive & he ends up rear ending a black colored sports car. He was ready to defend/argue, but much to his surprise he sees a heeled hi-cut shoe followed by a silky leg clad in a leather skirt. The irritated woman then pushed her glasses up with her middle finger, sighing in annoyance as she turns to face him. (She’s actually a badass museum curator)

I changed up how they met a little bit, I hope you don’t
mind but this felt fun to me. I hope you like them!

• What the hell was someone doing out here at this hour of the
  night anyway?!
• The bump was barely anything which is a testament to his
  skill as a driver.
• Focused on finishing his race, Aomine doesn’t even pause.
  What’s one more infraction? Plus, he’ll be gone before the other driver even
  realizes it.
• At the finish line, Aomine gathers his winnings from Kagami.
• When he returns to his car he finds the car he hit next to
  his. His eyes widen when the door opens and a pair of decidedly sexy legs clad
  in fierce stilettos become visible. They’re connected to a killer body decked
  in an expensive suit.
• Walking up to him, Aomine can see a badge of some sort on
  her jacket. She works at the museum. Any further perusal of this woman ceases
  when she smacks him.
• “Thought you could just bump and run? You got another
  thing coming!” Her shouting draws the attention of other racers, most of
  them snickering when she grabs Aomine’s ear and tugs him to her car. “Now, what are you gonna do about that?!” she
  snaps pointing to the deep scratches in the paint and dent of her fender.
• After a pause, she notices the money in his hand and
  snatches it before releasing him. Counting it she glares up at him from beneath
  her glasses line. “Be more aware of your surroundings next time idiot,”
  she quips, pushing up her glasses.
• She storms off, leaving a thoroughly pissed and heavily
  turned on Aomine in her sashaying wake.
• He notes down her license plate number, planning to use
  Satsuki’s skill of information hacking to find this woman and seduce the hell
  out of her.
• Turns out he doesn’t need to when she ends up coming into
  his tattoo shop the next week.
• “Come to assault me some more?” he asks smirking
  at her.
• She rolls her eyes. “Need I remind you that you hit me
  first? Also, that cash was barely enough to cover the cost of paint,
  asshole.”
• He chuckles and ushers her into a seat. “Tell you what,
  pick your ink and I’ll do it for free but only if you agree to go out with
  me.”
• “That depends, you gonna take me for a ride?”
• He sets bedroom eyes on her and is gratified to see a flush
  erupt up her neck. Leaning across her, seemingly to grab his tattoo gun he
  whispers, “Oh, you move fast! You’ll go for a ride alright. And then later, I’ll show you my car. My place or yours?”
• It ends up being his car.