Literature
Like The Father - Aomine x Reader
“Turn! Turn!” an annoyingly loud voice shouted, followed by several video games sounds.
“Ah, he passed me!” You groaned and pulled your blanket over your head.
“No one beats us but ourselves! Pull it together, son!”
“Yeah!” You sighed as you quietly slipped out of bed, dragging your pillow along with you. As soon as the living room TV came in sight, you threw the pillow at the taller figure of the two.
“Ouch!” The man cringed as he rubbed the back of his head. He sharply turned his head to look at you, pain written all over his face despite it being a pillow and not a brick. R