#tskym bb

Super excited to share this little snippet of what I've been working on for this year's tskym big bang! Posting starts July 11th!

He glanced up from his own work when he'd heard Tsukishima's pencil stop. He wondered what question of their math homework managed to get Tsukishima to pull his eyebrows together ever so slightly. He watched— more than heard— Tsuki sigh, saw the way his lips parted around the small annoyed exhale. He rested his face against a loose fist, the way his cheek pooched out ever so slightly over the gentle curl of his knuckles was too adorable. Tadashi found himself mirroring the boy in front of him. "Something wrong, Tsuki?" He asked, tilting his head at him. "Problem 13, what did you get?" "I got 2 for 'a' and 'c', and 3 for 'b'." "That's not what I got." Tsukishima pressed his lips together, the distance between his eyebrows narrowing, creating a small furrow between them. Tadashi longed to reach over the table and smooth out the wrinkle forming between his best friends eyes. In lieu of that, he opted for the next best thing- trying to help him with his math instead. He propped his hands on the table and leaned forward. "Let me see," he said, craning his neck to make sense of the upside down formulas. Tsuki slid the paper forward so he didn't have to lean as far over the table, but he lingered, savoring the proximity of his face to Tsuki's. As expected, Tsuki didn't rotate the page around, and also as expected, Tadashi couldn't do math upside down. He at least pretended to try really hard to decipher it. "Sorry," he chuckled after a few moments of squinting and staring at the paper, "I don't know why I thought I could read it like this." He smiled apologetically. "It would have been pretty impressive if you could." Tsuki's features relaxed, a small smile finding its way onto his lips. Way too amused watching Tadashi struggle to help him, not that Tadashi minded. He didn't mind a lot, as long as he got to see Tsuki like this. Tsuki shifted, uncrossing his legs and stretching them out under the table, opening up just enough space for someone to squeeze in next to him. And just like that, he took the golden opportunity Tsuki unknowingly granted him. He found himself thanking math for the first time in ever. "Let me come around to your side." Without waiting for a response he shifted onto his knees and shuffled around to Tsuki's side of the table. It was a pretty small table—Tadashi remembered Tsuki getting it when they were in middle school— and they both had long legs. It was inevitable that their legs would brush against each other. Despite mentally preparing for the contact, when the outside of his thigh found Tsuki's as he readjusted himself to allow him to sit, he couldn't stop the heat that bloomed on his cheeks. The simple touch scrambled his thoughts, making it hard to keep his mind from wandering away, let alone force it to do math. "Right, uhm, so," he willed his vocal chords to say something, anything, before his silence stretched on for too long, probably several octaves too high from normal.