"Sure, you would." Translation; he can bet somewhere in that year, Midorima missed him even if he never admits it. Anymore than Takao would acknowledge that if he were in a different world for a year, he'd miss Midorima.

Of course, he doesn't because it's Takao, and it is a given that when he has enough, he'll let Midorima know. Sure, it probably seems like he is pushed around by the shooter, but the point guard does things he does because he wants to not because he is told to. It's like the chroma, Midorima did not have to ask, he just found a way to give what he could.

That pissy look is met with a snickering from Takao, his eyebrow slants up, and the devilish smirk twists his lips. He has been nice today, Midorima has gotten off with far too little teasing, and he can not resist. "Don't worry, Shin-chan, I'm not ready to be the big spoon tonight." But he stays there, till the other doesn't want him there anymore. It's his friend, and Takao is going to do what he can within reason.

"Good, I was worried you were completely hopeless."

Yeah, Takao knows his habits, so good on Akashi, and it looks as if he now has another point guard who will remind him. Or just make a meal and sit with him to eat it, that usually works best anyway. If he feels a little guilt at the mention of Midorima's birthday, he hides it behind that cocky grin of his.