#tsukishimaxyou

[hazyilluminations]

You

It was a huge surprise for everyone, especially for the volleyball team, that you and Tsukishima got pretty well along. However, it wasn't that much of a surprise for you.

You were in the same class. He sat behind you, what caused the first, in the beginning, forced interactions. You are a bit absent-minded, so, it was in order for you to forget an eraser or a pen, or even a book. He was practically forced to spare some for you. In a month, he was already holding a pen, or a pencil, before you even turned completely to face him and asked for it. To Yamaguchi's surprise, Tsuki did not mind it at all.

As the time passed, you bonded over music, and your ridiculous attempts to make him smile. You made every other day a rebus out of dinosaurs names, with some stupidly hilarious, as you thought, fact. Sometimes you misspelled some horribly long dinosaur name, but you put efforts into it and, by the end of the summer, knew the most known names by heart.

"Hey! Look what I got for you!", you smiled with the brightest smile, turning to him after the class ended.

"Ah, not again… could you just stop. This is exhausting", he started, frowning and, at the same time, holding his palm open for what you've got.

"This entertains you! You can't prove me wrong! I have spoken!", you put a small dinosaur printed paper in his hand, slightly touching his long pianist fingers, freezing for a moment, hypnotized by the gentle touch.

"Your fingers are just…wow, you know?", you blurted out, without even thinking. — "I wish I could have so delicate fingers".

"What is wrong with your fingers? Why are you even thinking of such stuff?", he spoke, not pulling his gaze from the rebus. — "You misspelled the…".

"No, I didn't", you were so proud of yourself. — "I did my homework, so, bask in my glory, you nerdy Dinodork!".

"You do understand, that it is an insult. I could probably report it, and you would get a detention", he smirked.

"Fine. Do it. I don't mind. But don't call me at midnight to share your new on repeat song, I won't answer", you pouted, —"And don't even expect me to bake you the most delicious strawberry shortcake for your birthday".

"Yeah, yeah. Come on. Daichi-san wanted you to help out today, since Yachi-san is absent", rolling his eyes at your antics, he took your bag and went through the door.

"You are one of a stingy guy", you mumbled, having no choice, but to follow him.

The next day, something was off. He felt absolutely dumbfounded, as you were quite, and, it seemed, upset with something.

The big break started, but you stayed still, unlike every other day, just looking out of the window

"Is something wrong with Y/n?", Yamaguchi was worried too.

"How could I know?".

"Well…".

"It was a rhetorical question, Yamaguchi".

"Sorry, Tsukki".

In the midst of the thought process, they saw some girl coming to you.

"Hey, Y/n. Could you share your notes? I am completely out today", she seemed to be friendly. — "Y/n! Hello! Earth is calling".

"Em… Yeah. Sorry. I was spacing out", you faintly smiled at her. — "Here".

The girl sat in front of you and started to copy your notes.

"Oh! Your notes are so neat, I envy", she giggled, then she stopped talking and took your hand, observing it for a minute, – "I don't understand why Yoshioka is bothering you about your fingers. Just look at them, they are so delicate and stunning. That is why you have so clean and cute handwriting. Don't mind her! She is just jealous or something".

That's it! That is what was bothering you for the past week, Tsukishima concluded. That is why you were talking about fingers in the first place.

"It is so lame", he thought to himself, "Your fingers are perfectly fine, you stupid", he mumbled.

"Did you say something, Tsuki?", Yamaguchi asked, chewing his launch.

"Nothing", Tsukishima answered and looked through the window, just to distract himself of sudden affection towards you.

Time passed, and it was already the end of the day.

"Y/n-san, could you help us out today too?", Yamaguchi asked you with a joy voice, as he was trying hard to cheer you up.

"I…", you wanted to say no.

"I'll even allow you to bandage my majestic fingers", Tsukishima teased you, still thinking it was stupid of you to overthink the opinion of some dumb person.

"I'll pass, your Majesty", you bit your lower lip and started to pack the bag.

He understood, that he went too far.

"Y/n. We need your help… Please", he regretted his teasing instantly.

"Fine, just could you stop picking on me, at least, for today".

"Yeah. As you wish".

With that being said, the three of you went to the gym. The whole way, Tsukishima side eyed you, thinking on the reason, why in the world, he was so patient and compliant with you.

"I'm gonna get changed", you took him out of his thinking process.

"Wh? Yeah, sure", he stumbled a bit.

Yamaguchi wanted so bad to point it out to his best friend, but spared him, chuckling to himself at how obvious his friend was.

The training was going smooth. If you could call smooth the constant bickering between Hinata and Kageyama. Tsukishima, on the other hand, was quite, unexpectedly. Not a single harsh comment towards the freaky duo or Noya.

During the pause, he asked you to help him to bandage his right hand. Politely. How could you say no.

You silently sat in front of him, took gently his hand and started to wrap his fingers with a plaster. He was observing your features and gestures.

"There is nothing wrong with your fingers", he spoke in a low tone.

"What?", you got back to your consciousness.

"Don't pretend you didn't hear", Tsukishima tried to sound blunt as usual.

"Um, thank you? Why are you bringing that up, all of a sudden?".

"I thought you didn't care about what people think. Don't disappoint me".

"Oh, wow. It is when I thought Tsukishima Kei can be compassionate. Thank you for bringing me back to reality", you furiously entangled his fingers with plaster. — "Dork!".

"Wha?! Y/n, what the heck?", he tried to catch you by the hand, but failed, as his fingers were deadly stuck.

You approached team captain with a frown on your face.

'Is everything alright, Y/n-san', Daichi asked with a concerned tone.

"Yeah, I feel a bit dizzy. Is it ok if I go home earlier?".

"Yes, sure. Do you need someone to walk you home?".

"No. No… I am not going to faint. Just a headache. Thank you for worrying", you bowed and went straight out of the gym.

It was the first call for the both of you. Someone needed to accept the growing feelings, before it would become a total mess.

You, somehow, with a helping hand of Yamaguchi, worked the plaster situation out, and, returned to your friendly-but-not-exactly-friendly relationship.

"So, what do you want for your birthday?", you asked on your way home, one week before his birthday.

"Nothing in particular. Why?".

"Hello! It'll be your birthday and I want to give you a present, that you will actually use".

"Who told you, that you will be invited?".

"I didn't say I want to invade your dinosaur lair", you hissed, pouting.

"Who said I want a gift from you?", he just couldn't stop, exploring your limits. He found it astonishingly adorable, the way you curled your lips, when you were angry. The way you furrowed the brows, trying to hold yourself and not to snap, seemed to him the most entertaining sight.

He was so in his thoughts, that he didn't notice you weren't following him. He turned to see you walking in the opposite direction.

"What are you doing?", he was forced to raise his voice.

"Why do you care? I am no one. Just keep going", you couldn't control your frustration and just gave up on trying.

"What's gotten into you?", Tsukishima was confused by the sudden change in your behavior.

"Why are you always like this? Why do you always need to be so…", you struggled with finding the appropriate word, that won't destroy your relationship completely.

"So what?".

"Never mind. If you don't want me as your friend, you can just say it. It will hurt, but no that much, as listening to your harsh comments now and then, when I feel insecure or just have a bad day. I'd better go. Don't want to tell something I will regret".

He watched your silhouette fading behind the trees.

"Who told you I want to be your friend in the first place", putting his headphones on, he walked home, cursing to himself for not being able to confess like every other guy would do.

You didn't speak to each other the whole week. Neither of you wanted even to start the conversation. Poor Yamaguchi was heartbroken to watch his friends burning the bridges.

"Tsuki, you need to do something".

"Why?".

"Because…", he took a deep breath, - "because you obviously like Y/n. So, stop ignoring it".

"Like I could do something. This tiny human being is irrationally stubborn", Tsukishima rubbed the bridge of his nose, like he had the most terrible headache.

"Well, at least, you admitted you like this stubborn tiny human being", Yamaguchi giggled, trying to console his friend.

Tsukishima got extremely lucky, as on his birthday he had an appointment and didn't go to school. He was content of not being jumped around by his teammates. The only thing he regretted were you.

He had a little birthday routine at home and went to bed, with headphones on, to read a new book. He checked his phone several times. Clicked his tongue in disappointment, that you didn't even bother to send a message. Then checked it one more time and put the book on the side table. He tried to take a nap, as nothing, even his favorite music, helped him to shake those annoying thoughts about you. He was about to beat the pillow up, when he heard the doorbell.

"Kei, could you come down for a moment, there is someone, who wants to see you", he heard his mother calling him.

His mind went blurry, and he couldn't calm down his pounding heart.

He went down and there were you.

Standing by the door, with an apologetic, a bit of sad expression, with a neatly wrapped box in your shaky hands.

A moment of silent awkwardness filled the room. He rubbed the back of his neck, not wanting to blurt out something, that will push you away even more.

"I just wanted to give you this", you couldn't bear the silence any longer, – "I bought it three months ago, so… you can throw it or sell it if you don't want it".

He observed the way you were fiddling with your perfectly fine fingers. At that very moment, he understood, that the feeling he felt, was mutual. You have never been close emotionally to any other than him, you shared some really private thoughts and worries, you accepted his antics and the most important, you made him feel happy, to the point he could be. This revelation put him at ease.

"I'm sorry".

"What?", you were taken aback by his statement.

"Stay", and he held his hand out.

You looked at him, still trying to process the new reality.

"I want my gift", he looked at you with curiosity.

"Ok", you almost squeaked.

"Pfft", he couldn't hold his laughter.

"Why are you laughing?", you wanted to punch him so badly, you came with a present, and he was laughing.

"Because you look annoyingly adorable", he took the box and turned to the stairs, – "Aren't you coming?".

"Why?".

"Don't you want to see my reaction, when I open your gift. I bet you spent hours picking out the wrap paper and days, trying to wrap it".

You bit the inner side of your cheek. He was damn right. You wanted so bad to see his reaction, and you deserved it. So, you took your boots off and went upstairs.

He followed, smiling.

You have already been in his room. This time everything felt a bit different, though.

You sat on the floor near the low table. He put the box on the table and started to unwrap it.

"Wait!", you screamed, deafening Tsukishima.

"What happened?", he was shocked, but not to the point of complaining.

"I have something", you took another box, much smaller than the one with the gift, – "I didn't feel like baking the whole strawberry shortcake. But then I felt guilty, because I promised it", you were talking too fast, but he adored it, every moment of it.

"Ouch. You broke the promise. It hurts", he even made a sad face.

"You are a dork, Kei", you blurted, not thinking, – "Oh, I am sorry, I shouldn't".

"It is fine. Just don't call me Tsukki. Please", he put his chin on the palm, looking straight into your eyes, – "So, what is in the tiny box from a tiny person?".

You stuck your tongue.

"It is a birthday cupcake. It is strawberry flavored and backed by me".

"Do you hate me that much?", he teased, and it was his turn to stick out the tongue.

"I don't hate you, you know it. It is quite the opposite", your cheeks flushed with an adorable shade of pink, "So, this is your cake with a birthday candle. We light it up, and you make a wish".

"Am I five?".

"No, you are 45, I would say. Grumpy and you certainly can't feel happiness from little things. Such a waste", you rolled your eyes at him.

"Now. Hurry up. The magic of birthday is going away with every minute you make that snarky little comments. Hurry, Kei-kun", you made your voice sound a bit cringy, yet very entertaining.

He wasn't particularly fond of candle blowing, but he didn't argue.

You were sitting in front of each other with the cupcake in the middle.

"I can wish whatever I want?", he asked.

"Yes. Anything".

"Even something selfish?".

"Well, yes, I suppose. What kind of question is that?", you quirked your eyebrow.

"Y/n, relax. I am just messing around", he smiled, and it was the sincerest one.

"Now. Shut up and wish something, that you want", you were eager to see his face, making a wish.

"You".

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Have a nice day, wherever you are!

Hana's track to complete the mood.

[hazyilluminations]

Embrace

"What's wrong with him today, Tadashi?", you asked with a concerned look in your eyes, observing your boyfriend fiercely packing his backpack.

"Emm… I think he is just a bit annoyed with Nishinoya-san and Tanaka-san. That's all", you can see he is not telling the truth, and it probably involves you, in one way or another, because he is trying so hard to avoid eye contact.

"Are you sure? I have never seen him being so angry".

"Well, you know Noya-san, he can be a bit intimidating", he nervously giggles, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yu intimidating?", you quirk an eyebrow.

"Yamaguchi, you forgot this", Tsukishima holds something to Yamaguchi.

"Sorry, Tsukki".

"Never mind, let's just head home", he grabs your hand, a bit too harsh, not like every other day, and it starts to bother you.

"Hey, have you already listened to the playlist I shared?", you want to distract him from those bothering emotions.

"Yeah".

"Well, that is informative. Okay. Did you like something?".

"Yeah. Could you stop interrogating me?", Yamaguchi blinks and looks like he would rather be in hell than in this very moment, watching the incoming crisis.

"Ow, wow. That is the Tsukishima I love. Yes, sure, I can shut up, if that's what you want", you sound a bit offended, but still not to the point to make a mountain out of a molehill.

"Hey, guys, do you want to go to watch some movie tomorrow after school?", Yamaguchi is really trying to save the day.

Sadly, it is already late.

"Why are you always doing that?", Kei asks you with an annoyed voice, and he doesn't even want to make it not sounding hostile.

"Doing what?", you stop walking, trying to read him, as you have no damn idea of what is going on.

"That love declaration thing. Why do you need to say it every time?".

"Tsukki! It is not Y/n's fault. You are just being angry about Noya-san's words", Yamaguchi is absolutely smitten by Tsukishima's reaction.

"Huh?! If his words mean something to me", he surely is upset with what the heck Noya told him, – "No one must answer to a confession every time it is being made. What if I just don't want to. These are my feelings, and it is up to me when and how I do it. Am I not right?".

"Tsukki!!", Yamaguchi looked at you in pure shock.

Tsukishima turned his gaze to you, just to find you entirely dumbfounded by the blast of thoughts.

"Why?", you manage to speak.

"Because it is true", he sounds a bit more cautious and delicate this time.

"No. Why didn't you tell me that me saying I love you bothers you so much?", it is frustrating.

It is not like you've expected from him to tell these three simple, yet so damaging words every time you told him you loved him. These are just your feelings, and it made you happy to be able to share them with him. Is it a crime feeling what you feel and wanting to share it? You didn't even think, that it will shake him to the core of his heart.

"You know…", you started careful, trying to pick the right words, – "not a single time I waited from you to return these words. I am sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. You could at least speak to me. I can listen and understand words. I am not some crazy stalker. Likewise, I do not follow you wherever you go. I do have my life, my interests, my friends. You are not the center of my universe. Well, at least, for now". It became harder to elaborate your words, as the idea of being too much sank into your mind.

"I didn't say you are a stalker".

"Yeah. You have just said that my feelings are too heavy for you, that is all. You know, I should probably go and reconsider my behavior. If you have some rules or ideas, maybe you need to star vocalizing them, because I would never know if you don't talk to me", you were not exactly devastated, nor disappointed. That's why you didn't share a tear throughout the conversation. Just sad.

"Y/n", he tried to grab you by the hand, but it became a blurry slow motion, as you walked past him and your silhouette dissolved in the shadows of the evening streets.

"Tsukki…", Yamaguchi sighed at the sight of his best friend, probably, losing the person he cherished the most, despite his conflicting state of mind.

"Yeah. I know. I messed it up", he looked at the streetlamp with a sad look in his eyes.

"No, you did not. But you really need to talk it out and make it work. Unless you want to break up, then…".

"What?! No. I don't want this to happen. Why would you even think about it?", he frowned at his friend, and Yamaguchi lighted up with the brightest smile.

"Then you already have your answer", he was happy to see his friend be aware of his own feelings towards you.

Frustration ate you out, and you started questioning even the smallest things.

To what extent can love be too much? How do you lessen the affection, but no to the point of total apathy? How should you even approach him now?

He was doing the same thing—trying to figure out his own boundaries and negotiate with his, sometimes too analytical, mind.

Days passed and nether of you dared to make the first step.

Tsukishima went to your rooftop place every day on lunch break, but you weren't there. Then he decided to observe you from distance, making snarky comments on whoever made you smile even a tiny bit. That made him feel uncomfortable, and he reprimanded himself internally. It went spiraling. And you… you just didn't want to invade his space. What a brilliant idea? Right?

It went on till one day you were nowhere to be found.

It annoyed him…a lot.

He had some time before the training, so he sat on the porch near the gym, and started to type messages over and over, then delete them and start all over again. From an angry one to a silly one. He did even search the net for some ridiculous memes, you would surely like.

"Hey, Stingyshima!", someone's voice took him out of his thoughts.

It was Hinata.

"Is Y/n coming today? I forgot to return notes… like a week ago".

"I don't know".

"Uuuuuu", Tanaka jumped in with a shady smile, – "Looks like there are troubles in paradise. And I told you that you should tell Y/n the L words!".

"Yeah. Are you now a specialist or something, Tanaka-san?".

"What did you say, little brat?!", he was ready to jump at Tsukishima, when they heard Yachi speaking.

"I think something happened to Y/n-san", she started with trembling voice, – "We had self study class today. And Y/n-san started to silently cry".

"What does silently cry means?", red haired boy was puzzled.

"Well. There were no emotions, just tears, I guess. Does it make sense, Hinata-kun?".

Tsukishima tensed up. It was completely out of your character. You would never cry in front of the class, moreover to the point of not understanding that you were actually crying. He reached his phone and send you a message.

"Yamaguchi, tell coach I have a headache and went to infirmary".

"Ah, sure, Tsukki", Tadashi understood immediately the intention of that.

Kei went straight to your classroom. Your bag was still there, but where were you? He searched every place you could possibly go. No result. He refused to panic. Not till he sees you, at least. It hit him stronger, than he thought, though. He opened the messenger and checked if you have read the message. You didn't.

"Oh, this is so mature of you leaving it on unread", he cursed to himself and wrote one more message.

Then he went to the rooftop and set beside the bench and waited. It became a habit to him – to put on his headphones when he needed to calm his mind. Even if there was no music. It just brought some calm and relaxed his always working mind. He closed his eyes and tried to think of a possible reason for your behavior.

"I am not 5, I am 7. Thank you", he heard your voice and opened eyes, not wanting to miss anything.

You were standing in front of him with a puffy face, adorably pinky nose and glistening eyes. You had disheveled hair, but it didn't make you look untidy. Quite the contrary. You looked so small and fragile, that he felt the urge to protect you, to shield you from every bad thought in your beautiful head.

He took his headphones off.

"Are you alright?", he simply asked, without any intention of being blunt or snarky.

You sat there on your knees in silence for a moment, thinking of any possible little lie, and then shook your head, as a little tear rolled down your cheek.

"No".

As simple as your answer was, he opened his giant warm arms and silently welcomed you.

You didn't hesitate. Carefully, you creeped into his arms, right to his chest, where you put your head.

He cradled you gently, as if he was afraid of breaking you. He put his jacket over you, just in case, if you'll feel chilly. How could you? When his presence was providing more than just warmth.

"Do you want to see something stupidly funny?", he took his phone in front of you and showed you Tanaka being knocked down by Noya's "Rolling Thunder".

"It is Ryu falling down".

"Yeah, that is, obviously, the funniest part".

"You are a dork, Kei", you smiled into his neck and he tightened his embrace, just enough to make you feel needed, significant and loved.

Just like that, you both shared the most tender moment of your youth, that will, definitely, stay in your memories for a long time.

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I have a bad habit to search through the internet without any reason, but sometimes this process brings me to the most mesmerizing art and music discoveries.

I found this art piece of James R. Eads and came up with this little story. He has some seriously captivating arts.

And there was one track, that completed the story. Charlie has so many amazing tracks and is completely underrated. Here is the track itself.

[hazyilluminations]

On fire

The end of the year came flash-like fast. It is probably because you had the best, so far, time of your life. As you spent it with the chaotic, yet mutually supportive, each in their own way, volleyball team. And it was very sad, that the prop of the team was leaving it – the third-years. And you were determined to make something for them – graduation gifts, that will remind of their happy school and club time.

You hardly made it in time.

As the graduation ceremony ended, the team headed to the gym, to make their own goodbye party – take photos, share memories and just goof around one more time.

"Aren't you coming?", you heard the slightly annoyed voice of your giant boyfriend.

"Of course I am, I just need to pick something from the clubroom. Go, they will wait for you. Don't you want to know who the next cap is? I'll come in a few", you smiled at him.

"Ennoshita-san".

"What's with him?".

"He will be the captain".

"Well, it is a wise choice. He surely has skills and patience to make you and Kageyama stop bickering... aaaand to hold the wild trio in leash", you laughed at the thought of it, – "Poor Chikara. You know, your smart ass could sometimes just keep your commentaries to yourself and not make Kageyama boiling".

"I don't say anything, that isn't true", he took your bag and walked after you.

"Yeah, yeah. Why you two can't just get along", you sighed and stopped by the stairs. — "Look, I pick the box and get to the gym, okay? Don't make that face", you gently caressed his cheek.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, you little annoying minx", he rolled his yes at you, trying to make the tender moment a bit longer though, but you, to his disappointment, removed your hands. He frowned.

"And you are a colossal titan, but I still adore you. Now off you go".

He sighed deeply at the thought of spending time with the pure chaos and participate in some lame rituals.

You rushed in the photography clubroom and found the box, that you left here in the morning.

"Why do I always end up overdoing things?", the box felt like you were carrying a huge boulder.

You ran down the stairs, trying so hard not to fall head over heels.

"Ok. Mission accomplished", you said to yourself as you reached the gym doors safely.

At that exact moment you tripped on the little porch and fell rolling like a snowball in the gym.

"Y/n!", you heard the screams of the boys and saw Yachi-san almost fainting.

"Are you alright? Dizzy? How many fingers I show?", Suga was sitting in front of you, seriously concerned about your condition.

"Sorry. I am alright. I just… ", you felt somebody lifting you cautiously from behind.

"You are going to break yourself something one day. You seriously need to watch your step", Kei was annoyed.

"Tsukishima, you should be more sensitive to your partner!", Tanaka declared with pride and winked at Shimizu-san.

"Yeah! That's the spirit of a man, Ryu! Take care of your special someone, Tsukishima!", Noya exclaimed.

"What do you know about it, Noya-san?", Kei snickered.

"Okay, okay, let's just get back to the real reason of us being here", Chikara stood between the two boys.

"Sorry, Kei, I just didn't want to miss anything", you whispered and squeezed Kei's hand.

The official part took place. Daichi named Ennoshita as the new captain, wished the team to have strength, will and to support each other on the court.

Suga fooled a bit around, while Asahi tried to cite his favorite book.

Shimizu-san wished all the best and gave a farewell gift to Yachi-san, now the first manager of the team, and asked you to not stop supporting the team and helping out Yachi-san with the boys.

"I will, don't worry, Shimizu-senpai".

Kei looked at you intense, but you were so caught in a moment, that didn't understand his hint. He sighed.

"Diachi-san, Y/n wanted to give you something as a gift for your graduation", and he pushed you gently forward.

"Ah! Right! God, I almost forget. Here", you opened a box and took out 4 photo albums for each senpai.

"A photo album?", Suga got curious.

"Well, yeah. I've done some research and found your photos from the first and second years in the club, some photos of you in general. Highlights, I could say. A bit of sketching and some wishes from the team at the end", you started calmly, but got a bit sobby by the end of your speech.

"Here we go", Kei rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Uah, I didn't want to cry, I swear. It is just so sad. I would want to see how far you can go together, guys", you tried to calm your tears down.

"It's okay. Look, Asahi get emotional too!", Suga pointed out.

"No, I am not, Suga. It is just something in my eyes", Asahi smiled at you.

"Can I go out for a few minutes, to calm a bit?", you asked.

"Yes, sure! We'll enjoy our gifts while you take a break!", Suga was hyped about the album thing, – "Look Daichi, it is you, looking like a corpse! I didn't know Y/n took so many pictures of us. It is really amazing".

You smiled and went out to wash your puffy face and calm a bit.

"Tsukishima, you really don't like when Y/n is crying, don't you?", Chikara smiled at Kei.

"Why should I like it?", with that being said, he went to check you.

You were sitting on the edge of the stone and looking in the small mirror, when you spotted him.

"Don't say anything. I know I look ridiculous".

"I wanted to say that you look annoyingly adorable with that pinky nose of yours, but, if you insist, you do look funny", he pinched your cheek.

"You are the annoying one".

"Ouch. And they say I am the not sensitive one in this relationship. That hurts my feelings, Y/n", he sat in front of you and made a disappointed and sad face.

To your surprise, he touched your leg and start tracing it on the outside upwards.

"Kei?".

"Yes, Y/n?".

"What are you doing?", you felt tingles in your stomach.

"What does it look like?", he spoke calmly and with confidence, keep tracing with his fingers across your skin.

"Em… I wouldn't mind to make out with you, but I don't think it is the right place…", you mumbled as your face turned deep red.

"Oh, you see through me, Y/n. I am on fire. I am in desperate need of it", he was smirking at you.

And then…

He put a plaster on your leg, as you got cut, when you fell though the gym door with that enormous box.

"You did think I was going to kiss you, didn't you? You idiot, Y/n. Cute idiot, though. And clumsy…but cute", he gave you a small flick on the forehead, – "Come on, "I don't want to give them an opportunity to annoy the heck out of me".

He held you a hand, and you accepted it without retorts.

"I am not stupid, you know".

"Yeah, you are just a cookoo one", he smiled slightly, waiting for your reaction.

"And you are a giant smarts ass, but I love you. Does it make me a masochist?", you pouted, and then felt a grab on your shoulder.

"I guess, it makes two of us, you dorky little minx", he pulled you to his chest.

"Ow! Tsukki is a big softie, after all… ", you heard giggling voices, coming out of the gym.

"Dang it… ".