KNB OneShots/Creations

The Millionth Shot: Midorima Shintarou One-Shot

A/M: OMFG, I did manage an update after the one I did yesterday? WOW!!!

Probably because we're talking about Midorima who is my Husbando so yeah I am insppred. Another reason is because  already have a solid idea for this story, so my mind's not that in much of a torture like it did while I am typing my Tetsu One-shot XD

Heck I finished this at 2:56 AM in the morning and I sitll have 9:00 classes because YOLO. Aba Matinde!!! Boom Panes!!! (A/N: Filipinos would understand this line XD)

Anyways, a request made by @AnimeNerd_12. Hope you enjoy this sissy and everyone who manages to stumble in this story :)

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The Millionth Shot: Midorima Shintarou One-Shot

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“Midorima-kun!!! How many times should I tell you to bend your knees more before you release the ball? That’s why you’ve missed many shots today!!!”

As usual, you were coaching the Shutoku basketball team. Well, you’re just a manager, but the coach saw you had the potential to coach, train, improve and give adviser to players according to your keen observation skills.

Everyone’s doing well with their individual training except this green head.

This isn’t like him and it irritates you so much. Are you lacking as his trainer? NO! Specially you’re the one who taught him how to shoot his threes.

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FLASHBACK

“Midorima-kun! Hurry!!!” You two were on your private basketball court at the back of your house. You insisted the two of you to come here and play.

Midorima is a new friend whom you met on your 6th grade. Sure you’ve seen him at the past 5 years, but never strike a conversation with him. Not until you saw him, sitting alone in a swing while other kids are playing somewhere and something.

You approached him even how badly he denies that he feels alone. And that’s how the two of you become friends.

“Why are we here in a basketball court, nanodayo?” He said as he settled himself on bench.

You removed your sweater uniform top and revealed that you’re wearing a tight tank top. Not like it would look pervy at your current built as your father said. “Owh come one! Stand up! You need to do some sports!!! You’re wasting your height and natural built!”

“I didn’t said I want to, nanodayo!!!” Pushing up his glasses as he pulled out a book from his bag.

I sighed at how tsuntsun he could be. I just saw him yesterday silently admiring basketball players in a street court and here he is denying his interest? “Ugh, atleast try to watch me do some MOVES, okay?”

“Hmn.” He just nod in response.

I started do exhibition dribbles and then ran while dribbling and aimed for a lay-up. Followed by jump shots and a few times I managed a dunk. Then the last one…

I looked at him and caught him off guard, he was gawking with my moves, mehehehe. “Close that mouth of your or else I’ll shoot this ball to that mouth of yours.”

“Oi! And it’s not like I am admiring your lay or anything, nanodayo!”

And a well-deserved face palm is what you gave your face. “Ugh, you’re hopeless, Midorima-kun. Anyway…” You ran at the three-point line of the court. “I think with your built, mobility and exceptional aiming instincts. This kind of shot is for you.” You glanced at him before you bend you knee and shot the ball perfectly through the hoop, creating a swish sound.