a/n: written for @sugardaddyreo and her valentines day event <3 sorry for how LATE this is
genre&warnings: rated 15+ for timeskips and suggestive??? ; reader wears a dress and uses makeup
summary: “i blinked and suddenly i had a valentine.”
SERVICE
I've rejected affection/For years and years
“I think I need three years worth of sleep to get over the day I just had,” You grumble, dropping your bag on the couch and wiping your face with both hands in exhaustion. At Kei’s laugh, you shoot him a pointed glare. “I mean it!”
He snorts, gently placing a hot cup of jasmine tea on the coffee table in front of the couch. “I didn’t say anything!”
Your glare softens when you take the cup of tea in your hands, the warmth radiating from the mug calming you down. “Thanks, Kei.” You take the time to look around your shared apartment, heart bursting when you notice the tidied countertop, the neatly arranged books and the vacuumed floors. “You cleaned?”
“You could use the help,” He responds nonchalantly, picking up his book. “I know how hard it is working with the new interns. You complain about it every day and come home at ungodly hours.”
You’re so moved you feel like you want to cry. So you cry. Tears prickling and building before falling when you blink. You sniffle, wiping them away with your sleeves and Kei jumps up in alarm.
“Shit, are you okay? (Y/N), baby, why are you crying?” He’s quick to grab you tissues and he runs a hand through your hair as you blow your nose.
“I- I- I’m,” you babble like a baby, the stress from the day and the adoration you feel for your boyfriend bubbling up to the surface. “I love you so m- mu- much!”
Kei rolls his eyes at your words, holding you close to his chest. “Mhm, love you too.”
GIFTS
Now I have it and damn it/It's kind of weird
“Welcome back!” You smile, looking up from your book. “How was practice?”
“Normal,” Kei shrugs, running a hand through his hair. “I’m gross. Gonna take a shower quickly.”
Your eyes widen, “wait, hold on, I have something for you!”
He raises an eyebrow, your comment clearly piquing his interest.
“Okay, you have to close your eyes.” Your grin is contagious and Kei can’t help the smile that grows on his lips. He hears the opening and closing of the fridge and a cold box being placed into his hands. “And… open it!”
He does as you say and the look of surprise on his face is undeniable as he looks at the pink, white and gold cake box. The cake box in itself was incredible with gold accents and a window to see directly what it holds. And of course, you being you, decided to buy strawberry shortcake from one of the most expensive bakeries in Sendai.
“(Y/N)...” Kei begins slowly, eyeing you. “Why did you–”
“It’s a thank you!” You beam, taking the box from his hands and opening it up. “For everything you’ve done. I mean, you’ve done so much for me I figured I could repay the favour.”
Cheeks flushed and ears red, Kei watches you cut a slice of the cake and place it onto a small white plate. Before he realises it, a cake-clad fork is waving in front of his face, a cheeky grin on yours.
“Don’t waste it~” You say in a sing-song voice, holding out the fork to him. “C’mon, Kei, my hand’s getting tired!”
Begrudgingly, he opens his mouth to take a bite. It’s the best cake he’s ever had.
WORDS
He tells me I'm pretty/Don't know how to respond/I tell him that he’s pretty too/Can I say that? Don’t have a clue
“Kei, c’mon, we’re gonna be late!” You yell, fixing up your hair from the reflection of the fridge.
He lets out an audible groan from the bathroom and you roll your eyes at his antics. He emerges seconds later, eyes on his wrists and adjusting his cufflinks. “Stupid celebration dinner. Do I really have to-“
Kei freezes as he looks up, his cheeks hot and ears red as his eyes follow along your body. You smile, tucking hair behind your ear as you walk up to him.
“Yes, babe, you need to come to this celebration dinner.” He flushes harder when you take his arm to fix his cufflinks, his right arm held out towards you. You chuckle at his silence, letting his arm go. “All done! Alright, we better not keep the others-”
He cuts you off curtly with a quick kiss to the lips and you feel your head explode as you stammer. “I- what?”
Kei grins teasingly – mockingly, even – despite his face being almost as red as yours. “You look pretty.”
You feel your face heat up again and you resist the urge to wipe your face to calm yourself down, lest you ruin your lashes that you so helplessly curled to the chagrin of your eyelids. After a few moments of silence (and Kei looking anywhere but you), you respond with your own teasing glint.
“You look pretty yourself, babe.”
His teammates tease him endlessly when they see the red lipstick stain on the collar of his shirt and the slight swell to his lips.
TIME
With every passing moment/I surprise myself/I'm scared of flies/ I'm scared of guys/Someone please help
“This is nice,” You say quietly, hands tucked under your head as you look up at the sky. The bright stars dotting the sky as you lie on the roof of the campervan.
It’s been too long since you were able to spend time with Kei, so the moment he had more than a weekend to himself it was decided that you’d have a short road trip around the countryside of Japan. With blankets along the roof of the van, you enjoyed the serenity and the silence that the night time came with.
Kei hums from beside you, legs folded in a crossed position, head looking up at the stars. “Yeah.”
“I’ve missed you, y’know,” You reveal quietly, eyes on the stars and not looking at your lover lest you begin to cry. “Like, a lot.”
He exhales. “I know, I’m sorry.” He mumbles something else quietly and you know better than to ask.
“How’ve you been?”
Silence echoes through the crisp midnight breeze before, “Better now that you’re here.”
You can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of your throat as you turn to look up at him. “That bad?”
He groans, throwing his head back to enunciate his point. “They’re so fucking loud.”
“Worse than Kageyama and Hinata? And Tanaka-san and Nishinoya-san?”
“God, they’re a million times worse.”
You grin teasingly, “But you love them, right?”
He scoffs, “not as much as I love you.”
It’s your turn to groan, hitting him on the thigh with a satisfying slap. “You can’t just say stuff like that! It’s so embarrassing!”
“Alright, I’ll stop, pipsqueak.”
“Oh, my god, I’m average height you asshole.”
“I don’t think anyone’s called me an asshole since high school.”
You roll your eyes, smirking. “Maybe not to your face.”
He’s quiet before responding, “I can’t believe you called me an asshole. And here I thought you loved me.”
“Ha, as if!” You shriek as he hits you with a pillow. “Kei!”
“Yes, my dear?” He smirks as he says it – teasingly and mockingly.
You pout, “I hate you.”
He hums, “the feeling is mutual.”
TOUCH
'Cause I think I've fallen/In love this time
You pull away from Kei’s lips, breaths mixing together and lips cherry red from the assault. Your own cheeks are hot with embarrassment as he looks at you with all the love in the world and your heart constricts. One of his arms rest against wall your back is against and his knee between your legs as his hands rest at your waist, moving only to brush hair at your face.
You’re drunk of his kisses as you close the gap again, desperate as he presses his lips harder against yours. His glasses are long gone, tossed haphazardly on the desk beside you. He kisses your jawline and down your neck, the grip on your waist tightening with each moment.
“God, I love you so much,” He breathes against your skin and your breath hitches at the sudden confession. “So fucking much.”
Tears prickle your eyes as he rests his forehead against yours and you loosely wrap your arms around his neck.
“I love you, too,” You whisper, and you smile when his amber eyes meet yours. “So much.”
He reconnects your lips to his, sucking gently at your bottom lip and you can’t hold back the satisfied hum that escapes you. He kisses you with more fervour in that moment than he has the entire week and your heart swells once more at the feeling. Breaths mixing, cheeks warm and heart full, you feel his hands cup your face.
Another confession of I love you leaves you and you relish in the way his cheeks darken and his ears turn red. He says the same.
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About: Musuem guide Tsukki- idk, he's kinda cute, kinda flirty and mean, and kinda awkward. He's Tsukki~
A/n: The way I looked up actual information about that museum and Sendai city- no way I'm LEARNING THINGS BY WRITING A FANFIC WHAT THE HECK-
"I can show you around, Miss."
You look up at the very first time you've been hearing English words ever since you started walking around in the Sendai City Museum.
A surprisingly tall, blonde guy looks down at you- a pair of stylish glasses sitting on his nose, as well as a slightly arrogant look on his face if you’re being honest with yourself. A look at his name tag reveals that his name is "Tsukishima" and after looking at him dumbfounded for a few moments, he bites the inside of his cheek, exceeding a mixture of annoyance and regret. "Do you not speak English, Miss?"
You blink a few times before you finally nod, feeling embarrassed by how long you have been staring at him. "Uhm- yes I do."
"You've been walking around aimlessly for quite some time. Our security guard put you on the "watch" list, but I figured you simply don't speak Japanese and don't understand the structure of this museum."
You stare at him again, impressed by his flawless pronunciation- and after realizing what he just said, you keep on staring but with heated cheeks.
"Oh... I didn't want to cause problems. I don't speak Japanese, you're correct. I'll take a leave then." You nod and slightly bow, appreciating that he deemed you as "not suspicious enough to get her kicked out by the security guards, but still weird enough to politely kick her out myself". You quickly turn on your heels, avoiding to look at the very security guard that probably put you on the "suspicious" list, as well as that blonde museum guide that apparently wants to get you out of there as well.
"Wait, wait- I didn't mean it like that-" a few big strides form the tall man, and he has already caught up to you, extending his long arm to stop you before he quickly steps in front of you.
You stop abruptly, confused by his effort to catch up to you and the deep irritated frown on his face. "It's fine. You don't need to apologize." You reassuringly smile and lift your palms to show him that it's really fine, it’s not his fault after all, but he bites the inside of his cheek once again. A habit?
"I meant the offer. I can show you around."
It's your time to frown now at his sudden persistence-
You look at him intensely for the first time, trying to figure out his intentions at this point. The sleeves of his white dress shirt are rolled up, and his upper arms seem surprisingly muscular- he generally makes a very fit impression to you. His blonde hair is curled, slightly falling down onto his forehead, and even though it should look messy like this, it's rather cute and handsome on him. He looks really intelligent- probably the combined effect of the intense look in his pretty brown eyes and his position as a museum guide. He's actually very attractive-
"Please." He adds after a few seconds, the word coming heavily from his lips, and you’re somehow convinced that he's genuine with his offer.
"Um... okay. If you insist. But if you're just being polite, there is no need too. I've already seen most of the exhibit, I don't mind leaving now."
He nods after your words and slightly bows, his face looking a bit more relaxed now that you've accepted his offer. "Follow me."
His arm rests behind your back, almost touching you for a second to guide you the way towards the entrance. " My name is Tsukishima Kei. We'll start in chronological order of the exhibit, it's easier for you to get into the topic that way."
"How do you know my age?" You ask him dumbfounded, simply following this man wherever he leads you. "The security guard checked your ID when you entered."
The way he nonchalantly states it makes you stunned for a few seconds, but you're quick to recover from it. "What's your age then? And your birthday?"
He rolls his eyes at your words, but you don't feel real annoyance from him. "Why should I tell you that?"
"Isn't it unfair that you know my birthday and I don't have the chance to know yours?"
He hisses quietly and rubs the back of his head, and you wonder if he already starts to regret talking to you. "September 27. 1996."
"Oh." You nod at his words, actually surprised that he seems so talkative and considerate now. He suddenly stops, and you find yourself standing in a big room that you have passed before. You remember your attempt to read the pretty engraved information on the walls, but quickly giving up when you notice that there were very few words written in English. Is the way you fidgeted with your phone for an eternity and (futilely) used a translator why you were put on the "watch" list?
"Have you heard of Date Masamune?"
You purse your lips to suppress a smile- an embarrassed smile when you recall where you've heard that name before. Tsukishima raises a brow and takes your lack of response as answer.
"You've heard that name. From anime I guess?"
You slowly nod, avoiding looking at him at all cost, but a sudden snort makes you look at him- and you realize that he's laughing. You would be mad at him for making fun of you, but his laugh sounds surprisingly cute and so contrary to the cold persona that he has displayed so far that you don't find it in you to get angry. He regains composure after a few seconds and clears his throat before he turns back to being serious and bored- but the short glimpse at this side of him makes your stomach tingle.
"He actually found the city of Sendai. He was a regional ruler during Japan's Azuchi–Momoyama period and the early Edo period."
"Really? He found this city?" You look at him with raised eyebrows, impressed by the new information.
"He did. However, the Sendai area has been inhabited a very long time before that actually. The story of this city mostly began at around 1600 though."
"With Date Masamune?" you ask, and he nods with a pleased hum. "Correct."
"I would assume that you led me here to show me his battle armor?" you gesture towards the metal suits in front of you, and he nods once again. "Correct again."
"See, I don't need you, I can figure it out on my own." You try to joke to lighten up the mood, and much to your surprise, his lips turn into an amused curl at your words.
"Sure. You want my name tag and show around the next group of visitors?"
"Y/n Tsukishima doesn't sound too bad, does it?" You grin- and freeze when you realize the meaning of your words. He coughs, a slight redness now tainting his pale cheeks, and you quickly avert your gaze.
"I guess it doesn't." Your breath stocks at his words, and now you definitely don't have enough courage to look at him.
"Tell me more about his battle armors. Why are there so many? I can't believe he's worn all of them." You quickly try to turn his attention to something else, and he turns his body towards the exhibition again.
"This is his original battle armor." He gestures towards a black armor with a crescent moon on top. "The design is also used in most anime depictions of him." He side eyes you at the comment but you decide to ignore it, not wanting to tell him that he nailed it. "But some of these armors have only been worn for ceremonies. And the ones in the back are from Toyotomi Hideyoshi." You try to keep your poker face when he drops another familiar name, but he is too smart to not notice how you tensed up for a second.
"I guess you know him too?"
"I uhm... I wouldn't mind learning some historically accurate information about him." You're certain that your cheeks are burning at this point, and you're relieved when he just settles for a small chuckle.
"Don't worry, I'll give you an overview about his life and influence on Japan. I need to make sure that someone who tries to steal my job and my last name knows about Toyotomi Hideyoshi."
"I'm not trying to steal anything here, just to make that clear." You shoot him a burning glare, but he doesn't mind it at all.
"I know at least two security guards who think otherwise."
You look at him blankly, and he returns your gaze with the same blank expression- until you both start laughing.
He has a pleasant laugh and voice- that's what you realize after your conversation with him so far. You're convinced that you could listen to him talking all day- maybe he should voice one of these audio guides?- and you find yourself even more attracted to this man, to his intellect and his wit.
A small group of men suddenly catches your attention though, and you slowly stop laughing- especially when they suddenly gesture towards the two of you-
"Oya oya, what's with that look on his face?"
"I've never seen Tsukishima smile like that- is that his girlfriend?"
"Oyy, Tsukki! You promised us a tour, didn't you?"
"Don't bother the other visitors, Bokuto-san."
You're stunned at the way Tsukishima immediately pales and tries to hide his face- that tall tree of a man with bright blonde hair trying to hide himself with a measly attempt like that?
"Do you know them?" You point towards the group, and he "tsks" and nods finally. "Yes. I didn't expect them so early though."
"Oy Tsukki, will you play with us later? It's been a while, I want to show you my new skills."
"What are you doing here?" Tsukishima's tone significantly changes compared to the way he has been talking to you. No more friendly and polite note, just annoyance and embarrassment.
"We told you we would come, didn't we, Tsukki?" A tall man with black hair and a lazy grin wraps an arm around Tsukishima and rubs his head, effectively messing with his blonde hair.
"And who is that young lady over here? Your girl?"
"Kuroo-san, you're embarrassing him." Another guy with glasses comes up to the front, quickly followed by a very energetically walking man with broad shoulders and white hair.
"Tsukki, introduce us to your girlfriend!" His smile is almost blinding, but you're too perplex after the sudden commotion to answer him- "We’re leaving." Tsukishima shrugs his shoulder until the tall guy lets him go, and you're stunned when Tsukishima suddenly wraps an arm around your shoulder and guides you a few steps away before he removes his arm quickly.
"I'm sorry for that."
He scratches the back of his head and avoids eye contact when he finally brought you out of their reach, clearly flustered by the unexpected situation he just found himself in. "It's fine." You reassure him and try to stay focused on him, and not on the way the guys started talking about the two of you way too loudly, the words "Tsukki's cute girlfriend" making their way too your ears way too often.
"These are... acquaintances from me. Don't mind them. They are fools sometimes."
"They seem nice actually. You should introduce me someday; you don't want to withhold your girlfriend from your friends after all." You attempt to joke to lighten up the situation, and he quickly glances towards you again, his glasses reflecting the white light from the lamp above when he does so.
"I thought you already had my last name? I feel like we skipped a few steps here."
Your cheeks heat up at his words, and you find yourself lost for a suitable reply, only for him to smile again. "Let's start with step one."
His left hand moves into his back pocket, and he fishes for his phone, handing it to you after quickly unlocking it- and you manage to get a short glimpse of his dinosaur background before he presses the contact button.
"I- Can you-" he bites the inside of his cheek- you start to believe that he's suppressing a hiss with that habit whenever he's irritated or doesn't know what to do- and you quickly save him before his cheek turns bloody at this point.
"I still need to learn more about Hideyoshi. If you promise to be my private guide next time too?" You reach for his phone and he willingly gives it to you, now suddenly lost for words. Tsukishima nods, silently watching you while you type in your number, and you read it three times to make sure it's correct before you hand it back to him.
"Here you go. Will you be here tomorrow too?"
"Yes. I'll be here till 5 pm. You can come whenever; I'll make time for you."
You smile at his words and walk towards the exit, shyly waving at the group of men that are still watching you both, and they happily wave back when they notice you leaving.
"See you tomorrow, Kei."
"See you tomorrow."
You finally turn but you don't miss the smile on his face though when he reads your contact’s name.
Warnings: 18+ scenarios, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, fingering, oral fem receiving, angst, I think that’s it
word count: 4.6K
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His lips find that patch of your neck that has you seeing stars as his hips grind into yours. The two of you snuck away from the celebration to find a moment alone. Who cares if it was his own birthday party? He didn’t want anyone to show up, but you knew that he would have a better time with his friends.
Tsukishima Kei would never admit that he only did this because he loves you or anything. No that wouldn’t do at all. The two of you have been best friends since being assigned to a project your first year of college. He wasn’t the biggest fan of you at first, but you crept into his life and didn’t leave. You even indulged him in his pursuits as a volleyball player which most whom he’d hooked up with didn’t care. But you did.
So why were his fingers buried deep in your pussy instead of holding your hand around his friends? Simple really: he thinks he’s not good enough to be your boyfriend and thinks you have feelings for one of his friends.
can you write height difference kissing headcanons for tsuki, kuroo and akaashi?
HQ Boys with a shorter S/O
A/N: So I made it height difference headcannons in general but kissing headcanons are included I hope that's okay but please enjoy!!
Tsukishima
↣ He is a little shit, when he sees you on your toes stretching to reach his lips he’ll get on his toes making himself taller and it harder for you to reach just to be a tease
↣ Tsukishima enjoys seeing you struggle to reach things so sometimes if he seeing you reaching for something on the top shelf he will sit back and watch but he does eventually come to help when he’s done having his fun
↣ Tsukishima will use the top of your head as an armrest and thinks it's absolutely adorable when you huff or complain about it
↣ Tsukishima sometimes will slouch down and plant a kiss on your forehead but don’t mention it or he’ll get all embarrassed with a slight blush and tell you to shut up about it
↣ Makes short people jokes but won’t let others joke about your height
Tsukishima had the biggest smirk on his face as he watched you reach for the top shelf trying to grab a bowl for your cereal. You let out small huffs of frustration as you stretched towards the just barely out of reach shelf. Tsukishima let out a small chuckle as he walked over to you leaning his arm on top of your head.
“If only you weren’t so tiny… maybe you’d be able to reach” he said with a heavy sigh
“Well I’m gonna make myself a bowl of cereal” Tsukishima went to grab a bowl and prepared himself cereal, specifically the cereal you had placed out for yourself. He took a large spoonful and turned to you and laughed upon seeing the pout on your face.
“Kei” you whined dragging out his name
“Yes darling what do you need… use your words” he said walking over to you standing close. You could really see how tall he was standing next to you as you looked up to him.
“Please grab a bowl for me” you said, grabbing the edge of his shirt standing on your tiptoes to wrap your arm around his neck with a pleading pout on your face. Tsukishima wrapped his arm around your waist while the other grabbed the bowl from the top shelf. He gave you a quick peck on the lips before turning to walk away.
“You finally leaned down to give me a-” you said smiling bright but was cut off by Tsukishima
“Shut up brat”
Kuroo
↣Kuroo loves it when you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down to your height for a kiss
↣ Will pat you head slouching down to meet your face with a smirk and ask ‘ how’s the weather down here’
↣ If your ever mad at Kuroo over something he will put things he knows you need in places out of your reach so that you’re pretty much forced to talk to him
↣He loves coming up behind you when he sees you reaching for something, he’ll push himself up against you hand on your hip and reach over you grabbing what you need for you. He doesn’t have to help you that way he just likes seeing you flustered
↣ Will lift you up to his height or higher to give you kisses.
You were standing in front of the mirror fixing your clothes when Kuroo came up behind you wrapping his arms around your shoulders and placing his chin on top of your head.
“What are you up to, kitten?”
“Just getting dressed, how do I look?” you asked looking at Kuroo’s reflection in the mirror
“As beautiful as ever” he said before turning you around to pepper kisses on your face as he held you close.
“My small kitten always looks good” he mumbled to you emphasizing the word small.
You rolled your eyes and laughed pushing him off to fix your hair.
“What? I can't give my baby some kisses?” Kuroo said, holding his hand to his chest, faking an offended look.
“Of Course you can,” you said as you turned to him.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down towards you. You slowly leaned in placing a long kiss against his lips .
“You always can” you mumbled before feeling Kuroo lift you up bringing you to his height kissing you again. You let out a laugh kissing him back, unable to hold back the smile that appeared as your lips touched his.
Akaashi
↣ He’s so sweet if he sees you on the tip of your toes trying to reach him for a kiss he’ll bend lower to make things easy on you or pulls you closer lifting you a little giving you easier access
↣ Akaashi gives nose kisses, he’ll crouch down randomly and place the sweet kiss on the tip of your nose
↣ If your ever standing like in the kitchen cooking or something Akaashi will come behind you and rest his chin on top of your head
↣ Akaashi usually places things on lower shelves when he knows you’ll have to use something soon
↣ He enjoys going grocery shopping with you because its time spent together and he grows a smile on his face whenever he hears you asking him to grab something off of one of the high shelves.
Akaashi simply enjoyed your presence. He loved being next to you simply because he adored the difference in height between the two of you. You were in the kitchen cooking dinner when Akaashi came up behind you wrapping his hands around your waist as his head came to rest on your shoulder.
“Smells amazing angel” he mumbled in a soft voice, breath tickling your neck.
“ I’m glad you think so, it's your favorite.” You smiled while stirring the food.
Akaashi kissed your shoulder then stepped back to admire your small figure as you made your way around the kitchen moving pots and pans around.
“You're the cutest you know that?” he said in almost a whisper leaning against the nearest counter.
“ I think I might be in competition with you for the cutest award” you smiled, turning to him, spoon in hand.
Akaashi smiled down at you and bent over to your level, placing a kiss on your nose. You smiled, scrunching your nose with a giggle.
“I think you might've just won the competition Angel” Akaashi smiled down at you giving you one last peck on the lips before standing up straight
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— i can feel it coming humming ; you thought tsukishima was just a grumpy senior but now you know that he’s one of uni athletes—like wym volleyball team? and why is he telling stories about you to his cute freckled face friend?
author’s notes : no mention of (y/n), written in second person pov, semi alternative universe, timeskip!tsukishima, college life, not proofread, english is not my first language
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The clock ticked relentlessly as you hovered over your desk, surrounded by textbooks, notes, and an open laptop. Your eyes strained to keep focused on the screen, but the numbers and formulas in front of you blurred together. It was the deadline day for your lab assignment, and you were nowhere near done. Panic gnawed at the edges of your concentration, but you pushed through, determined to finish it no matter what.
This was one of those critical assignments—an independent project where each student had to analyze a complex biochemical process, synthesize the findings, and submit a detailed report. Tsukishima had been clear about the expectations: thorough research, accurate data interpretation, and proper lab protocols followed to the letter. Even the slightest mistake could cost you valuable points.
Your fingers trembled as you typed the final sentences of your report. It wasn’t perfect—far from it—but it was the best you could manage on your own. You checked the time. There were only a few minutes left until the submission deadline. Hastily, you saved your work and printed out the report, the sound of the printer adding to your growing anxiety.
You grabbed your bag, shoved the papers inside, and rushed out of your dorm. You needed to find Tsukishima before it was too late. He had mentioned being around the campus today, but you had no idea where to start looking. Your heart pounded in your chest as you hurried across the campus grounds, searching for any sign of him.
Finally, after asking a few students, someone pointed you toward the gymnasium. “He’s probably there. He’s part of the volleyball team, right?” they said, almost as if it was common knowledge.
Volleyball team? You knew he spent time at the gym, but you always assumed it was just for hanging out with friends or working out. The idea that he was an actual player hadn’t crossed your mind. Intrigued but pressed for time, you made your way to the gym, your curiosity only adding to the urgency.
When you arrived, you were greeted by the sound of sneakers squeaking on the polished wooden floor, the echo of volleyballs being spiked, and the occasional shout from players coordinating their moves. You hesitated at the entrance, your eyes scanning the court. It didn’t take long to spot Tsukishima—his height made him impossible to miss. He was in the middle of the court, effortlessly blocking a spike from an opponent. His presence on the court was commanding, his movements sharp and precise. For a moment, you forgot why you were there, mesmerized by the sight of him in his element.
The coach blew the whistle, signaling a break. Tsukishima wiped his brow with the back of his hand before glancing in your direction. His eyes narrowed slightly in recognition, and he walked over to you, his expression unreadable.
“You’re here to submit your report?” he asked, his voice cool and direct, as always.
You nodded, pulling the report from your bag and handing it to him. Your fingers brushed briefly against his as he took it, sending an unexpected jolt of warmth through you.
“You almost missed the deadline,” he said, flipping through the pages, his gaze sharp. “If you were any later, you’d have missed your grade.”
You bit your lip, feeling the weight of his words. “I’m sorry… I just—I was struggling with it, but I managed to finish.”
Tsukishima sighed, though it was hard to tell if it was from annoyance or something else. “This is my last semester as a professor’s assistant. Next semester, I’ll be focusing on my thesis research. I won’t be around to hold your hand through every mistake.”
You nodded, a mix of relief and something else—something like disappointment—settling in your chest. Before you could respond, he added, “I hope you pass the exam for this subject and don’t have to repeat the lectures next semester. Otherwise, I’ll be laughing at you for the entire semester you repeat.”
His words stung, but there was something behind them—a hint of concern, maybe even a challenge. You looked up at him, trying to gauge his emotions, but his face remained impassive.
“Thanks… I’ll do my best,” you muttered, feeling a strange sense of resolve.
You turned to leave the gymnasium, but before you could reach the doors, the sky outside darkened, and the first drops of rain began to fall. You sighed, realizing you’d have to wait out the sudden downpour. With nothing else to do, you decided to grab a hot drink from the vending machine near the gym.
As you bend down to reach for your drink, you hear a voice behind you.
“Oh, you’re the freshman student in Tsukishima’s lab, right?” the voice says.
You straighten up quickly, your fingers just brushing the cup as you turn to see who it is. It’s a guy with short, messy brown hair and freckles across his cheeks. He has a friendly smile, a small towel draped over his shoulder, clearly a member of the volleyball team.
“Ah, yes… I am,” you respond, bowing your head slightly in a polite greeting, feeling a bit awkward. You’re not sure if you should know his name or how he even knows who you are.
“Tsukishima told me a lot of stories about you, and I saw you earlier when you were looking for him in the gym,” he continues, his tone warm and friendly. “I’m Yamaguchi Tadashi, by the way. Nice to meet you.”
Your eyes widen slightly, embarrassment flooding your system as you process his words. Tsukishima told him a lot of stories about you? You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, and you can’t help but wonder what exactly Tsukishima has been saying.
“Nice to meet you too, Yamaguchi-san,” you manage to say, trying to keep your voice steady despite your flustered state.
Yamaguchi grins, waving off the formality. “Just call me Yamaguchi. No need for the ‘-san’.”
You nod, feeling a bit more at ease as the conversation continues. Yamaguchi is incredibly easy to talk to, and as it turns out, you both share an interest in the same manga series. His eyes light up when you mention one of your favorite bands, and he even compliments your taste in music.
“You have great taste,” he says, his smile widening. “It’s not often I meet someone who’s into the same stuff I am. We should definitely talk more about this sometime.”
Your heart pounds in your chest, caught off guard by how kind and genuine he is. For a moment, you wonder if he’s flirting with you, and the thought only makes you more flustered. No one has really taken the time to get to know you like this since you started university, and the sudden attention is overwhelming in the best way.
Just as you’re about to respond, another voice cuts through the conversation.
“Hey, Yamaguchi, practice dismissed and here you are flirting with a freshman.”
You turn to see Tsukishima approaching, a little towel on his head, a sports bag slung across his body, and another bag in his arm. His expression is flat, but there’s a hint of annoyance in his tone.
Yamaguchi laughs, raising his hands in mock surrender. “Caught me, Tsukki. But come on, we were just talking.”
“Sure,” Tsukishima replies, his tone dry. He shifts his gaze to you, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to gauge the situation. “Don’t let him distract you too much.”
You fumble for a response, but Yamaguchi just chuckles, clearly unfazed by Tsukishima’s attitude. “Don’t worry, Tsukki. I was just making a new friend.”
Tsukishima’s expression doesn’t change, but he doesn’t say anything more. Instead, he just nods toward the gym entrance. “Let’s go. We’ve still got stuff to finish.”
Yamaguchi waves at you cheerfully as he follows Tsukishima. “See you around!”
You manage a small wave in return, your mind racing with everything that just happened. As they walk away, you can’t help but wonder what Tsukishima really thinks of you—especially after hearing that he’s been talking about you to Yamaguchi.
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