#palmierwrites

contents: fluff

proathlete!ushiwaka who… has never been a talkative guy. he prefers to listen to you rant about your week and whoever pissed you off at work today simply because he loves listening to your voice.

proathlete!ushiwaka who… makes up for his silence in gestures. he’ll randomly bring home treats or gifts he thinks you’d like or that you’d mentioned to him earlier. you’re almost out of shampoo? consider it replaced! new book in your fav series? it’s already on the shelf! he’s so considerate and loves to help before you even ask.

proathlete!ushiwaka who… is rarely ever free. volleyball is occasionally the only thing on his mind, meaning that you don’t go on very many dates together or even hang out often. but when you both get home late in the night, he snuggles up to you and uses you as his own teddy bear, holding you close to him as if to compensate for your absence.

proathlete!ushiwaka who… has never had eyes on anyone else. even throughout high school, you’ve been the only one on his mind since the day he met you on accident when you ran right into him because you weren’t paying attention. oopsies!

proathlete!ushiwaka who… is very reasonable and doesn’t get jealous ever! at least that’s what you think. in reality he’s just gotten so good at concealing his fury over the years when he notices you smiling with other people! he just doesn’t like the thought of anyone else finding you as pretty as he does!

proathlete!ushiwaka who… can’t go a day without calling you when he’s gone for away games. he says it’s because he likes to know you’re safe—which is true—but he actually just can’t fall asleep without cuddling you so hearing your voice is the next best thing.

proathlete!ushiwaka who… truly loves you, despite all the obstacles in the way of your love. he always keeps his word to be with you whenever he can and makes it up to you when de doesn’t because he’s the perfect boyfriend. ♡

a/n: hi guys! new writer here! this is my first post so any tips or suggestions are highly appreciated! also leave requests for future fics you’d like me to write! thanks so much, enjoy! <3

tags: fluff, tsukishima is a tsundere, childhood bestfriends trope, you’re 3rd years, gn reader, wc: 665

“hey you know, your blocking might actually be getting better, surprisingly” you joke in a playful tone. the two of you are walking home after his practice because for as long as you’ve been alive, you’re neighbors.

“as if you could ever play a sport. shut up, stinky.” he retorts in true tsukishima fashion. to outsiders, your friendship with this mean, monotone giant makes no sense. you’re charismatic and charming, and part of the fibre arts club while he’s irritable, unfriendly and a volleyball player. honestly you don’t really know why you’ve stayed friends for so long but surprisingly it works. the two of you have always clicked in a way that’s different from anyone else, despite your distinct personalities.

“hey, i’m not the one that just had practice though, am i? i know you’re not calling me stinky you pool of sweat” you chuckle and continue on the route when you hear someone call out from behind you. oh, it’s a classmate! you dash over to her to chat, ignoring tsukishima’s groan from behind you. he hates when you do this, always stopping to talk to a classmate he couldn’t care less about. he really wishes you weren’t so popular and you would just focus on him for once… he shakes his head in disgust at that last thought and starts stalking away.

you don’t notice until it’s been a few minutes and tsuki’s already a few blocks away. you quickly say your goodbyes and try your best to sprint and catch up to him. bad idea. there’s a reason you don’t play any sports. you can see tsukishima walking, not to far away from you, when your legs give out and you trip, right onto your stomach. ouch! you sit up and assess the damage, which is pretty minimal but you’re still bleeding. your knees and hands are scratched up pretty bad and it stings but otherwise you’re okay.

you look up and there’s a rocket coming right at you. oh wait, no that’s just tsukishima. he’s running right at you, faster than you’ve ever seen him run in games? he reaches you and crouches down and looks at you with the most urgency he’s ever had in his life.

“are you okay? why the hell were you running, you know you can’t run!” he scolds you in the way a loving father would. it’s weird. has he always been this concerned about you? you don’t realize how long you’ve been staring at him for until he looks up at you and stares back. tsuki has really pretty eyes, you note, like a warm, golden, sunset-like brown. why haven’t you noticed them before?

eventually tsukishima is the one to end it by clearing his throat,

“climb on, i’ll get you home.”

he kneels in front of you, obviously intending for you to get on his back. you silently climb on, not quite sure why you’re suddenly feeling shy around your best friend of over a decade and a half. he grips your thighs and hoists you up a little higher on his back and silently starts walking. slowly but surely, the two of you are walking down the same path you’ve taken hundreds of times before but today feels different.

for some reason you’re unable to open your mouth and talk tsuki’s ear off about the most irrelevant thing that happened to you today, and the warm blush creeping up on your face is confusing you even more. tsukishima used to carry you all the time like this when you were younger, why does this feel different now? not knowing what to say, for the first time ever, you rest your head down on tsukishima’s shoulder. he lets out a quiet sigh and doesn’t utter a word either. the two of you walk together in an unfamiliar yet comfortable silence all the way home ♡

a/n: hi again! pretty short fic because i was wondering if i should make this a series?? comment if you would like me to continue this!! thanks for reading ♡ (also not proofread sorry!)