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Osu! Aged up!Tsukishima

Tsukishima never liked parties. To him, they were too loud for him. For his birthday, they were inevitable. He can’t do anything about them but just to act(not really) surprised and thank everyone that showed up.

Though, this year is special. Of course, it’s his birthday. But it’s also his significant other’s birthday. Them, on the other hand, love parties. Nobody knows how they work out. They’re classified as a social butterfly, and Tsukki, well, he just stands there while they do the talking. However, it’s the day of their birthdays. Both of them said happy birthday to each other when they saw each other in the morning. It’s been a few months since they moved into Tsukishima’s apartment by their university they go to. It’s a Sunday and of course, both of their friends want a party. It’s Tsukki’s 23rd Birthday and it’s their 21st birthday. They met exactly two days after their birthday. It was cute how they met. It was their first day of uni and they were lost. They ended up in the wrong class but they didn’t know until after ten minutes into the class. They bolted out the class to their actual classroom. Where they found Tsukki. He was sitting in the back of the class when they popped in secretly behind him. They say next him as casual as they can then let out a sigh. Tsukishima looks at them but doesn’t look away. They noticed him and they smile. “Hi. I’m S/O/N. What did I miss?”

After that, they were inseparable. And now, after three years. Hundreds of texts messages, over 50 dates, over 50 phone calls, a million kisses, a couple fights, finally saying I love you(which was Tsukki’s doing of saying it first), finally trusting each other and sharing more intimate bonds and feelings. Three years of shared birthdays. Tsukishima can’t comprehend it yet. He walked out of the bathroom, to the kitchen to see his S/O cooking up something on the stovetop, their phone playing a playlist that Tsukki made for them the other day and the Keureg pouring out something delicious. Their phone being lit up every ten minutes by texts messages from friends and family, his phone doing the same thing but he left his phone in the bathroom. He leans against the door frame then crosses his arms and stares. He watches them being in their own little world as the fry up food and take sips of coffee in his coffee mug. His smile forms when they began to hum the song that’s currently playing. He likes it when they sing. He likes it when they belt out the wrong lyrics then gets embarrassed when they do. He likes their shy smile whenever they kiss or hold hands. He likes their large smile they have whenever they find something funny or when the two of them are playfully talking smack about each other. He likes to see them act small. Cuddle up next to him whenever it gets cold or they’re watching an intense movie. He likes it when they cry. How red their nose gets after sniffling. How their lip quivers and forms a pout. How they try to push him away when he tries to comfort them. He especially likes mornings like these. Quiet mornings. If they wake up early and they don’t want to get out of bed, they’ll just lay there, talk about something really weird. Eventually they’ll get up or have a sensual morning sex session, they’ll laugh together then make food for their appetite. He likes mornings with them especially. He loves them. 

S/O finally noticed him there by the door and smiles. 

“Are you ready for tonight?” They ask happily. He breaks out of his position and walks up to them before shrugging. “’Have no choice.” He leans against the counter next to them as they cook.

They talk about today’s plans before the party at 7. They talk about presents. They talking about everything until breakfast was ready. After that, it’s quiet except for the munching and outside world, their own little world being silent compared to the outside. Tsukishima likes this too. 

After the party, after everyone has gone home either drunk or the destinated drivers, after cleaning up, the couple got dressed, showered and about to get ready for bed. It was only 11. They got presents from their friends. Even some gag gifts from Tsukki’s life long friend. He’s currently sitting on the edge of his bed, juggling his own present for his mate in his hands. He’s nervous. He doesn’t know why though. Of course, he has a right yo be nervous. He’s asking himself if it’s too early for this type of present. He snaps out of it when he hears the bathroom door open by his room. He stands up and immediately hides his small gift in his sweatpants pocket. 

“Oh, I thought you went to the living room.” They stated when they walked in. Tsukishima shrugs casually and walks up to them and wraps an arm around their waist. 

“Just waiting for you. How you feeling?” He ask. They turn in front of him and wrap their arms around his neck. 

“Clean. Another birthday passes by.” He nods and looks at them. Fuck it. 

“I got you something.” They look at him, surprised. He backs up just a bit and pulls out the present. A small square box. He takes a breather before finally opening the box in between the two of them. He hears them audibly gasp. 

“Kei..is that a-”

“I’m not proposing.” He buts in. Well. “Not yet at least.” His mouth forms a tiny smile. He takes the ring out then grabs their right hand and places it on their ring finger. “Maybe next year.” He looks down at their hand and caresses it with his own. 

“I’m not good with speeches. Or talking at all. But for you, I’ll make an exception.” He pauses. “I…I’m happy. I haven’t been able to say that since..ever.” He looks up at them and they nod, tears welling up in their eyes. “I’ve grown up since then. I’ve become more of an open person, even if I don’t look like I am. I talk more than I did when I was in high school. I..I think because of you, I am the person I am today. So, thanks..for dealing with my quiet demeanor. These three years together…mean a lot to me. You taught me how to be a normal person. Three years…together..” he feels a small lump in his throat but quickly swallows it. “I don’t regret anything that has to deal with you. I don’t regret talking to you on the first day of college. Nothing. I..I love you. I think I won’t ever stop either. I’m also sorry that I don’t say it more. You know, it’s hard for me. I’m still learning.” He takes a firm grasp of their hand and they squeeze too. There’s tears in their cheeks as they look at him. 

“Kei…I don’t know what to say.” They choke out a little. Tsukishima looks at them then smirks. He closes the gap of them and kisses them softly. 

One kiss turns into two. Two turns in multiple. Eventually…eventually, they’re on the bed. As they share another kiss then taking each other’s clothes off, Kei’s heart is pounding and small tickles form in his stomach. When he finally enters them, the gasp they make, he’s hypnotized by the feeling of pure love and softness of their skin. When their gasps becomes more erratic and they’re chanting his name louder under him, he makes it a duty to always treasure this moment. Lust mixed with intimacy and pure love. He wants to hold onto this feeling forever. He wants them to be with him forever. He sees how the ring glints against the lamp when they grip onto a pillow. Next year for sure. 

They’re laying bed, Kei’s arm around them as they cuddle the side of them. It’s silent but it’s a comfortable silence. He’s happy. He makes small talk with them and they’re dnafing about going to bed already. It’s past midnight and they have classes at ten. Tsukki rubs his fingers in their hair then kisses the top. 

“Make sure to remind me to buy an engagement ring next year.” He announces. They hum and cuddle against him more. 

“Will do.” They smile up at him and he returns the smile. 

“You’re suppose to say I do.” He teases and they laugh lightly. 

“I do.” He smiles again. 

“Me too.”