It’s become a quiet habit now — you showing up with nothing but a drink, and Kagami pretending he just happened to pack too much food. You’ve known him long enough to see through the act, but you don’t call him out on it. He likes taking care of people. Especially you.

The two of you sit on the steps just outside the gym, tucked in the shade where the breeze can still hit. It’s not exactly private, but no one else ever joins you. Not even Kuroko.

Kagami hands you a bento box, still warm. He doesn't meet your eyes, like usual, but the top of his ears are red.

“Don’t get used to this.”

The line’s familiar. He says it every time. But today, there’s a pause — a breath — and his voice drops a little.

“…Unless you want to.”