He was your childhood friend. He'd become a bit of an asshole but he chilled out a lot after finally losing a basketball game. After that, you hung out more. It reminded you that he was the same perverted idiot as before

It wasn't unnatural to come home and find Aomine in your room. He was usually reading a bikini magazine on your bed. But today as you opened the door, you were shocked. Aomine looked panicked, a pair of your underwear in his hands. He quickly hide it behind his back, trying and failing to look innocent

H-hey, you're back already

He chuckled awkwardly, knowing that he had been caught red handed