Kuroko no Basket x Reader One Shots

Seirin Basketball Club x Reader

I was hanging out with the Seirin Basketball Club during lunch on the rooftop. We were all just talking together about random things and laughing while eating our lunches. I was sitting between Izuki and Kuroko when Koganei suddenly spoke up. "(F/n), what do you like the most physically about us?"

"What?" I asked, caught off guard by the question.

"I saw this thing online where boys ask a girl about their best physical trait and why and I wanted to know what you think about us!" Koganei explained.

The others stopped their conversations and were looking over at me and Koganei curiously.

"I uh. . ." I blushed, shy from the sudden attention from all of the boys. "Do I have to? Why can't Riko do it?"

"I'd like to know what (F/n) thinks of us." Kiyoshi smiled. "This sounds like a fun thing to do."

The others nodded and murmured their agreement.

I sighed and grumbled, my cheeks still hot. "Okay fine. Uhm. . . I guess I'll start with Izuki first." Since he was sitting next to me.

"I-I like his eyes the best," I said. "Not just because he has the Eagle Eye but because he always notices when someone's sad even if they try to hide it."

Feeling a little less embarrassed, I gave Izuki a knowing smile which he returned. That alone was enough to say that I was grateful for him every time I wasn't myself and he knew, always coming to me during lunch and talking to me about it no matter how happy I pretended to be that day. He always knew when I was down and did everything he could to make me feel better since no one else noticed.

"For Teppei," I said, looking over at the tall center. "I like—does voice count?" I shot a questioning look at Koganei.

"Yep!" He replied, popping the 'P.'

"His voice calms me down," I explained with a smile.

Every time I lost my short-as-a-matchstick temper, Kiyoshi was always there to soothe me and calm me down. He let me call or text him when I'm at home and in a rage, and he always knew exactly what to say to put me at ease. I often found myself lulled to sleep when he talked to me over the phone, my anger forgotten as I focused on his soothing voice. It's because of him that my temper's not nearly as bad now.

"Really?" Kiyoshi asked, sounding surprised. "I thought that you would say my hands."

I shook my head. "Nah. Your hands are good for basketball but your voice is still better."

Kiyoshi smiled at that, and I could see the warmth and affection in his eyes.

"I like Koga's smile." I continued. "Oh and Furihata's! Koga looks like a cat when he smiles and it's really cute and Furihata's always really shy so his smile is precious."

Furihata blushed crimson, smiling shyly as he stuttered out a thanks while Koganei cheered happily. I laughed at his reaction, practically able to see a cat tail behind him waving excitedly.

"Okay uh. . ." I looked around the group for who I could talk about next. "Well Kuroko's also next to me so I guess he's next. I like his eyes 'cause of how he looks in a game."

"How do I look in a game to you, (L/n)-san?" Kuroko asked politely.

"Oh, you look like. . ." I looked at his eyes for a moment. "Your eyes look really determined. And it's kinda like a storm or a tsunami. It's like your eyes are telling your opponents not to mess with you. If that makes sense."

Kuroko nodded, satisfied with the explanation and smiled. "Yes, it makes sense (L/n)-san. Thank you."

"For Mitobe, it's definitely his hands," I said. He was sitting on Kuroko's other side, observing attentively as he ate from his bento.

"How come?" Kawahara asked curiously.

"Because his hands are really elegant when he signs."

Mitobe put his bento down and signed 'thank you' to me in Japanese Sign Language, a small smile on his lips. I smiled back and signed 'you're welcome,' one of the many signs he had taught me after I asked him to teach me when I saw him signing one day.

"I like Hyuga's hands too," I said, turning to him. I rubbed my hand with the fingers of my other. "They're like kind of rough but I feel safe when he hugs me."

"More like when you attack me and cling onto me," he muttered, glaring at me.

"I heard that!" I said in mock offense, reaching over Izuki to jab at Hyuga's leg.

"Hey!" He kicked his foot out at me and tried to dodge my outstretched hand.

"Calm down (F/n)." Izuki chuckled, pushing me back gently.

I huffed at Hyuga, an amused smile on my face and settled back down, the others laughing at mine and his play fight.

"Okay let's see." Tsuchida was the last of the second years so I picked on him. "I'll do Tsuchida now. I like his hair cause it's actually really soft and something about it is why I think he's so approachable."

Tsuchida rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment and chuckled. "My girlfriend said the same thing about my hair just a few days ago."

"Still can't believe he's the only one with a girlfriend." I heard Hyuga mutter.

I stifled a laugh, putting my hand over my mouth. I looked at the remaining boys that I still had to give my opinion on.

"Kawahara's a tough one. . ." I pouted, propping my elbow on my knee so that I could rest my chin in my hand, staring thoughtfully at the boy in question. "But I'd have to go with his eyes too. His eyes or his smile because of just like how his face lights up, you know? Actually yeah, I like all of his face."

Kawahara beamed and his face did exactly that, lit up brightly as he smiled, his eyes sparkling. "Thanks (L/n)!"

"Fukuda's actually an easy one." I gestured to him sitting with Furihata and Kagami. "I like his shoulders."

"What?" Fukuda asked, confused.

"It's hard to explain. Like. . ." I tried to find the right words to describe it. "I like your posture I guess. You walk confidently and you have a really good stance when you practice."

"What about me?" Kagami asked. He was the last one.

"Hmm. . ." I rubbed my chin, pretending to think deeply. "I like your eyebrows. They're unique."

"Oi!" He exclaimed, balling up his sandwich wrapper and throwing it at me.

I squealed in laughter and batted it away, the others also dissolving into fits of giggles.

"Just kidding, Bakagami," I said, trying my best not to laugh again. "Well, your eyebrows are interesting, but I think I like your hair the most."

"Why my hair?" He frowned, reaching up to touch his bangs.

"'Cause it's cool." I shrugged. "And it's the first thing I think about when someone says your name."

"Well now we all know that I'm the best!" Koganei piped up, a satisfied grin on his face. "(F/n) called me cute!"

"I believe that mine was the best," Kuroko said seriously, looking at Koganei.

"Pft!" Kagami scoffed. "Yours was corny! Mine was the best! (F/n) said my hair is cool!"

"Now you're just stupid!" Hyuga shot at Kagami.

"Mine was the only unique one." Even Kiyoshi joined in on the argument. "(F/n) only said voice for me."

"S-She said my smile is precious," Furihata said meekly.

I facepalmed as they continued to bicker. Kuroko and Kagami started insulting each other, Hyuga and Kiyoshi were glaring at each other and Koganei was trying to convince Mitobe and Izuki that he was right while Kawahara was in a passionate debate about his looks with Furihata, Tsuchida and Fukuda.

I sighed in exasperation and smiled. These boys may be idiots, but they're my idiots.