#tsuki x reader

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tsukishima x reader ₊˚ෆ

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summary: you and tsuki are roomates, you go out to a party and he is just mean to you. so when you get home you embarrass him by going through his porn. smut, making out, twt links, squirting dirty talk all, male receiving head

twt links scattered in here. loved making this!!! request more babes.

of course you were overstepping. of course you had had a little to much to drink. but to be honest you were still fully aware of every move you had made tonight. it was all calculated.

you and your roommate tsukishima kei had found yourselfs at a party earlier that night. it was a friendly get together that turned into more of a party the longer it went on. sure you took some shots. but all of that was hours ago.

during the party you had been flirting with some of kei’s teammates. it was nothing bad of course. it was all far play. the music was bumping and the lights were flashing. truly it had turned into a house party. it wasn’t until tsuki had pulled you aside that your mood really flipped.

he could be cruel sometimes. a sharp mind and a sharper tongue, but he was also caring. in this moment all the lines were blurred.

whispering in your ear he spoke the words. “stop putting yourself out there your just going to embarrass yourself..” you gasped, pushed him back and left. like any sane person would. you ordered and uber walking out of the apartment complex and arrived at your shared apartment within minutes.

instead of wallowing in your pain, you created a master plan. one that was going to embarrass him so much that he would have no choice then apologize to you. you were quick to your room, changing into skimpy pjs and lacey under garments.

sure his comment hurt. but it hurt more coming from him. you liked him. after sharing an apartment with him for so long you two would laugh after his snarky comments. hitting him and telling him to treat you better in which he would reply, ‘yes y/n…’. so why did he pull you away tonight and degrade you? did he have a problem with you flirting? maybe..

shortly after you changed the locks to your home unlocked and he walked in. with his timing it seems like right after you left, he said goodbye to everyone and followed you shortly after.

“how did you get home?” he asked, taking off his hoodie and hanging it up. then proceeding to take his belongings out of his pant pockets.

then and there is struck you. your master plan.

you walked over to him, making sure you didn’t rush to fast, but just quick enough to close in on him. “took an uber..” you spoke quietly. almost to a whisper.

“huh? you what? why are you being so quiet..?” he asked tone slightly annoyed. hook, line, sinker. you had riled him up just enough.

“oh i don’t know…” you said now right next to him, back against the counter top. he stood above you. eyes linked with yours. he was obviously looking at all of you. all of you. he tilted his head to the side waiting for you to finish your sentence.

“maybe.. it’s because..” you had to sly about this. reaching behind you in a very smooth motion, you grabbed his phone into your hand. praying he didn’t notice until you had it firmly in your grasp.

“-because you made me feel stupid..!” you said sharp and bluntly pushing him on the chest with your open hand before taking quick strides back to your room. it was too late for him to realize what you had.

you were already at your door when he started “y/n! give me my phone back!” stumbling after you, you shut the door in his face. locking it quickly. he was right on the other side of the door. his knocks turned into pounds. then shortly he gave in.

“what did i do y/n… fuck- please i’m sorry just open the door.” he said pleading to you.

“no tsuki. you embarrassed me. you said i was trying to hard and i was going to embarrass myself. so now… im gonna embarrass you.” you said while a smile on your face. your mission was simple, find somthing so embarrassing that he wanted to cry, give his phone back. and he would apologize. simple.

you knew his password. of course you knew his password, when unlocking his phone he spoke again on the other side of the door. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have said that. i didn’t know what i was thinking…” he said softly. it was sincere, but you were going to let this end that quickly.

you searched through his phone, going to his camera roll you looked for embarrassing photos of him in his pre-teens or maybe even as a kid. but the only thing you could find were younger pictures of him and he was adorable. this wasn’t going to work, you needed somthing better.

and there is was, your knight in shining armor. an app with a big white X on it. you knew you could find somthing on twitter right? ever guy had somthing on there… so he should right..?

before opening the app you decided to toy with him. just to make this whole thing more painful for him. “whatcha got on twitter kei? anything you want to tell me before i go through it?” you spoke with a joyful voice.

“god. y/n please don’t oh my god. i’m sorry. just don’t go into that app.” he pleaded more miserable then ever. that was your goal anyways.

“sorry i’m gonna do it anyways!” you laughed. and just like that you clicked into it. it had to be here somewhere… you thought.

like a beacon in the night, the likes tab revealed all. scrolling through countless videos of porn. something inside you shifted. maybe it was the way you heard him whisper “fuckk..” behind the door. or maybe it was that you had a full visual gallery of all his kinks. but you were growing needy, and it was clear to you.

you paused on certain videos, watching them longer than others. like the way this girl took her bfs cock down her throat and the way she was all tied up. it made you think about kei doing that to you. god! what were you thinking!

mindlessly you rubbed your legs together. the sound of him behind the door made your brain go fuzzy. “y/n just stop.. please..” he whispered. you couldn’t stop. you scrolled to the next one.

the next video was of a girl get railed right next to a pc monotor. her hands scrambled over the key board as she took rough back shots. your mind flashed to the set up kei had in his room. your mind flashed to him pounding into your cunt infront of his game. you having to be al’ quiet because the mic is still on. fuck. why were you thinking this. you forced yourself to remember you were still mad at him.

the next one a girl spread her legs in a public bathroom, forced to be quiet as her partner finger fucked her. spitting on her cunt. kei would be good with his fingers, is he seriously into the whole public thing? god seriously what is wrong with you! the need for him to do stuff to you was too much. your lust was replacing every emotion you had in you.

the last one really sent you over the edge. a video of a girl getting pounded, it is only about 30 seconds. and the entire 30 seconds is of her getting fucked through her orgasm. she soaks the camera with her liquid and is moaning through the whole thing. it was too much for you.

opening the door you met face to face with a deranged tsukishima. blushed and flushed his hair was a mess and his eyebrows furrowed with anxiety. there was something else though, the way his eyes were halfly litted and the way he looked down at you were your gaze met his. you needed him. and maybe, just maybe… he needed you too.

“tsuki…” you called his name out, bringing the phone up to his chest before taking it back into your hands and unlocking it. he didn’t say a word the whole time. “i’ve never squirted before…” you admitted before showing him the video. he recognized it. it was one he watched often.

“fuck.. y/n… what do you want. i’m sorry seriously. but… is this just a game to you? to get back at me?” he asked while taking his phone back. through it into his pant pocket.

“no.. it’s just… fuck tsuki-“ you cut yourself off. to afraid to cross that line. your gaze dropped to the ground. but somthing else caught your eye. his cock was prominent in his pants. it was big from the looks of it.

“tell me what you want.” his voice rang iut in the silence. confidence surged through your body. lust was overcoming every other emotion you had. any clear thought was gone.

“i want you to fuck me kei..!” it was music to his ears. before you knew it his body crashed into yours. he grabbed your face and pulled you in for a deep kiss. you moaned into his mouth. your noises made you embarrassed.

“fuck i love that… keep moaning for me please” he begged, almost reading your mind.

your back crashed into the wall next to your door frame. his hands traveled up and down your figure. your lips worked against each other. both of you needing more.

without second thought you broke the kiss and dropped to your knees. you really weren’t one for giving head, but for him…. you would do anything.

“y/n.. you don’t have to..” he said sincerely. you shook your head no, before freeing his cock from his pants and underwear. pulling them all down at once. it was beautiful. on the longer side, with a little girth. his balls were smaller. his tip was a nude pink. and fuck- your mouth drooled.

licking the tip, but a little. he groaned, hands flying to your hair, pulling it out of the way. you then licked all of it. before taking it into your mouth. back and fourth you bobbed your head. saliva slipping out of your mouth.

you gaged once or twice but it was short lived before he was pulling you to your feet and into his arms. lifting you up off the ground he mumbled the words “need more..” before making his way to his room.

gently resting you on the bed he stripped you of your clothing. making fast work of anything you had on, which already wasn’t much. your legs were closed before he pried them open. back flat on his bed, legs spread for him to see. you leaked on to his sheets. your wetness already overwhelming. his mind went silly.

“let me…” he said bringing his hand to your cunt. he sat infront of you on the bed, slightly angled but only to see your sopping pussy at full view. you moaned when he touched your folds. curling your clit your back arched off the bed.

it wasn’t until you lifted your hips into the air that he plunged one of his slender fingers into you. “fuck~ kei-!” you moaned out. your words were his motivation. he finger fucked you with grace. until he added a second one and you were squirming all around the place.

“fuck that too much for you baby?” he toyed. you clenched down on his fingers, enticed by is words. “you like that? you like when i fuck with you huh?” butterflies filled your stomach. he was too much.

“i need… you kei please please gimmie your cock..!” you moaned out, reaching for his length. only to grab his thigh and claw at it. searching for more.

“i’ll give you more baby…” he said while flipping you around. moving both your bodies in harmony while he kissed you with heat. you moaned into his mouth until you two broke for the position change.

it was in no time that he had you all stretched out around his long length. you were al spread for him. him underneath you, your back against his chest. his words rang out in your ears.

“knew you would like this position. been thinking about doing this to you al night. can’t fucking run away from his cock baby…” he fucked his dick into you. you were lacking of control. the only thing you could do was bounce on it.

“fucking been thinking of fuckin you like this for ages. getting to whisper in your ear and play with your clit….” his hand came in contact with your sensitive little bud. you started seeing stars.

“didn’t know you would be such a slut for my dirty words.. huh baby you like that?” he slaped your cunt. your back spasmed and you moaned out. you were going to cum. it was too late to even say anything your overwhelming sensation approaching too fast.

“cum on it.” he spat out. he knew you were gonna cum. and yet he kept fucking you. his long hard cock in and out of your sopping wet pussy. his balls smacking against your skin. his groans behind your ear. fuck.

white liquid rushed out of you. tsukishima quickly rushed to rub harshly into your clit.

“fuck! ah-! kei fuck! ah~ i can’t-! stop!” your words were rushed, staggered and stuttering you grabbed onto his wrist to stop.

finally when no more seemed to come out of you he stopped his motion and set you down. laying you beside him. all your energy you once had was gone.

“see, now you can say you have squirted.” he laughed from beside you.

he was right.

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Your boyfriend wasn’t a big eater, and events like this made it even more apparent to those around him, meaning more people felt inclined to force him into eating.

While everyone else feasted, Tsukishima couldn’t help how his eyes followed you from where he sat on the stairs going into the gym. You and Yachi were trying to reach for food, but constantly got cut off by freakishly tall teenage boys lacking any spatial awareness.

He considered it for a moment before getting up and walking over to Ennoshita, who was happily conversing with Fukunaga.

“Captain,” Tsuki started. “Did you see where they put the plates? I’m quite hungry.”

“You’re hungry? Let me get it for you!” That’s all it took for the team’s new dad to scramble around to get him a plate of food. Tsukishima didn’t have to do anything but wait with his arms stretched out until a much too full plate was tucked into his hands. “There you go, eat up!”

“Thanks.” With a smug smile, he snuck off to where the managers hung out, raising his eyebrows when he caught your eyes. “Here,” he said, holding the plate out. He had to use both hands to balance all that food, and drew a sharp breath when his fingers brushed against yours while handing it over.

Yachi gasped, hands shaking with excitement at the prospect of deliciously grilled food. You smiled and chuckled softly, taking the plate from him. “Thank you! Have you eaten as well?”

Tsuki shrugged, already turning away, lest he blow the cover of your secret affections. “I’ll have some too, don’t worry.”

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synopsis. how tsukishima would handle every phase of romance, crushing, courting, and dating and other aspects of it.

wc. 1,798 words, 9,910 chars | genre. fluff, ligh angst| cw. gn!reader, established relationship, itty-bitty angst

you've got mail ✉ ! i went on my old account and, holy there was so much unpublished drafts and i'll post them here now! also omg i have more than enough money to pre-order the kinger labubu thing.

you squirm on his lap as his calloused hand caresses your plushy thigh while the other lays on your notes. “c’mon, you’ve got this” he whispers into your ear, and you clench around him. a low whine leaves your throat when he shifts you, and you feel the slight move of his big dick deep inside you.

he reads one of the questions, “explain how merton's anomie theory explains crime and give an example of ‘innovation’.” you gulp and try to remember the answer. you know you know it, but you can’t think properly right nos. “baby” he says, slightly harsh tone against your ear. “i… i dont-“ you stutter and he lifts you to slam you back against his hips, and repeats a few times. your tears run down your cheeks, spilling over your notes as you grip your desk tightly. “here’s the answer, learn it, or i’ll fuck you even dumber than you already are” he growls and nips your earlobe, squeezing your thigh and keeping you still. “kei” you whine, looking at him over your shoulder with your cheeks flushed and a pleading look in your eyes.

“show me how much you want it” he grunts, jerking up his hips again, making you arch your back and grind your hips against him. he lifts you and pushes his dick back inside you again, your walls hugging him tightly, sucking him in as if you never wanted him to pull out. he grabs your hips to keep you still, growling in your ear “don’t move. fucking earn it”

Tsukishima Kei who doesn’t get irritated easily, finds even Hinata and Kageyama’s shenanigans a joke compared to the irritation he feels when you flash that smirk after surpassing him by just one point. In that moment, an unspoken rivalry ignites between you two, an unspoken agreement to surpass each other in every way, shape, and form possible.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who usually just skims through material before a quiz, now finds himself sitting deep in his chair, solving equation after equation. Every second counts if he wants to wipe that smirk off your face. And when his focus starts to slip, all it takes is one glance at your online status—still awake, still grinding—to push him to keep going. Though, really, why are you still awake at 2:30 in the morning?

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who strutted into the classroom, pride practically radiating off him, confident he could finally take you down. And he did. He cherished the disbelief look you threw at him when he scored a perfect 100 and you sat one point behind at 99. He tucked that memory away, cherishing the rare victory like a prize. 

But his triumph was short-lived. Because not even a day later, Ma'am Aki threw a surprise quiz—and you aced it without missing a beat, flashing him a smug little smile that sent irritation in his chest.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who usually found P.E. class mind-numbingly boring compared to the brutal training Coach Ukai put them through, turned around to you, ready to throw a snide remark your way. But the words caught in his throat when he saw you blinking rapidly, struggling to keep your eyes open, sweat trailing down your face.

He could feel your unease from where he stood, and something uncomfortable twisted in his chest. He clicked his tongue, masking the sudden rush of concern with a scowl.

"Don't push yourself if you can't handle it, idiot," he muttered, sharper than he meant to sound.

But even as he turned away, he found himself glancing back—just to make sure you were still standing.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who was unfortunately forced to partner up with you, now found himself hunched over his desk, studying and making plans on how to present the material. Of course, you wouldn’t make it easy.

Every discussion turned into a battlefield—clashing ideas, sharp glares, and way more energy spent finding new insults to throw at each other than actually planning the project. 

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who stood in your living room, hovering awkwardly. You prohibit him from seeing your bedroom, you could already imagine the mockery if he saw what it looked like. Tsukishima liked to imagine it to be bubblegum pink with ponies or something equally embarrassing.

You both needed to pull an all-nighter for the presentation, and with the library closing at 6 PM, you both decided (mostly you, really) to stay at your place.

He glanced around the room, his eyes landing on the photos that decorated the walls. Each one was a snapshot of a memory, some recent, some from when you were a child. What caught his attention the most was the way your smile hadn’t changed, not even a little. It was the same smile he saw now—genuine, carefree. Don’t ask him why he noticed it. He didn’t have an answer.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who sat there, pretending to reread his notes for the presentation, but in reality, his eyes kept drifting toward you. You looked worried, biting your lip, your leg bouncing up and down in a restless rhythm. He tried to ignore it—tried to focus on anything else—but the longer he watched, the more it got under his skin.

Finally, with an irritated sigh, he muttered, "Are you worried or something?" You glanced at him, startled, before nodding.

"Yeah," you admitted softly, and for a moment, Tsukishima was caught off guard by how small your voice sounded. But he quickly recomposed himself, clearing his throat to mask the shift in his expression. 

Grabbing his bag, he pulled out a squished ball, handing it to you without a second thought.

"Here," he muttered, his voice a little sharper than usual, "It’ll help you with your nerves."

You blinked, surprised by the gesture. Tsukihima Kei is not the type to let others use his stuff, but he was already turning away, pretending like it wasn’t a big deal.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who was starting to like your presence, found that it made his unsteady and noisy thoughts turn quiet. It unsettled him, but he would swear on his mother’s future grave that he didn’t have feelings for you. When Nishinoya and Tanaka started teasing him, joking about him getting soft toward his rival, he shot them a glare that immediately silenced them—he couldn’t let anyone find out that your presence was starting to mean more to him than he’d ever admit.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who found himself irritated, but not by you—no, it was the prick stumbling right in front of you, confessing and nervously asking if you could meet him at the school’s rooftop. Tsukishima’s irritation flared up as he watched, his jaw tightening. He didn’t even realize how much it bothered him until now. The nerve of him, confessing to you in front of others. You didn’t want that, you’d told him once, on one of those days when you were forced into close proximity with each other.

He almost wanted to step in, but for some reason, he stayed silent, the frustration simmering beneath the surface.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who ignored you for two weeks because of that. He knew it was a dick move to just shut you out, but he couldn’t bring himself to find out if you accepted the guy’s confession. Now, he realized he had feelings for you, but of course, it was too late. 

“Don’t forget to invite your friends, or family to your game tomorrow, okay?” Coach Ukai said, standing up from his chair with a grin. “As much as you need good sleep and proper nutrition, you also need moral support.” 

The boys stood up as well, and Nishinoya, with eyes practically filled with hearts, shot a teasing grin at Tsukishima.

 “Ooo, Tsukishima, are you going to invite Y/N?” he asked, his voice dripping with mischief. “No,” Tsukishima replied, his voice deadpan.  “Why not?!” Tanaka chimed in, clearly eager for an explanation. Tsukishima just looked at both of them, gave a small bow, and walked off without saying another word. “Rude!” both yelled in unison, watching him leave.

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who, instead of turning left toward his street, found himself turning right, walking toward your front door. He stood there, waiting patiently for you to open. When you finally did, his eyes met yours—really met yours, after avoiding you for weeks. He took a deep breath, his usual sarcasm missing, and simply uttered six words.

“Can you go to my game?”

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei whose leg bounced up and down in a restless rhythm, a clear sign of his nervousness. But it wasn’t the game that had him on edge—it was the fact that he still hadn’t seen you. After asking you to come to his game, he just left. He didn’t even wait for your response. He’d ignored you for so long that it would be acceptable if you didn’t show up. Still, he hoped. And the nerves… they were unlike anything he’d felt before, especially not because of someone.

Then he looked up again, catching sight of you excusing yourself, you found an empty spot beside his brother. You were holding a sign, and as you turned to the court, you found his eyes. A smile spread across your face—the kind that made his heart skip. You raised the sign high, the words clearly visible:

“ONE POINT, ONE WIN, YOU’VE GOT THIS! TSUKISHIMA KEI”

His face remained impassive, but as he watched, that smile of yours lingered in his mind. The faintest twitch appeared at the corner of his lips, the start of a smile. 

Academic Rival Tsukishima Kei who stood in line with his teammates, each of them waiting to receive their awards. They had won. Tsukishima’s block gave them the one point they needed to secure their spot in nationals. As he took his medal, he glanced at you. In that moment, you met his gaze and gave him that smile—the one that made everything else fade away. He realized, as he stood there with his medal, that he had won twice that day: nationals, and you.

He silently thanked the heavens for that 99/100 score.

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a/n — i freaking love tsukishima kei,,,,hes my first hubby!! this been sitting in my drafts for so long, I'm so happy I can finally post it haha

𐙚 DIARY , TSUKISHIMA KEI

summary : he ends up reading your diary while st your house—studying—expecting to find something embarrassing, but he finds something else.

genre : fluff

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It only started as a joke. He thought the pages would be filled with embarrassing things like stories from when you were in middle school, your guilty pleasures, weird drawings, anything in that category. He didn't think it'd be filled with love letters that you've never given to him.

Each page filled with new things about him you figured out. The way he pushed his glasses after saying something smart to Hinata after he said something that wasn't even close to being true, how his ears turn more pink than his cheeks when he gets embarrassed, or how he cracks his knuckles before each game.

Tsukishima's ears were pink as he read each line you've written in your handwriting—he's basically the only person who can recognize it from a mile away by now.

A scoff of surprise escaped him as the door opened, making him look up and meet your eyes in the doorway. “Oh—” you stared at your diary in his hands. “Oh my god..—” Tsukishima stood up and walked over to you with the book in his hand.

“You suck at trying to keep things a secret from people.” He handed it you and stared at you with his classic smirk you called annoyingly handsome. “I didn't mean anything that I wrote in here.” Of course he didn't believe that at all. “Right, like you didn't dedicate a whole diary to me. You're really flattering, y'know—” you hit his chest in embarrassment only making his smirk widen.

He grabbed your wrist and went to meet your eyes, “it's cute that you did that.” He lightly pulled you closer to him to have you meet your lips with his. His hand slid to your cheek and cupped it.

Pulling away from the kiss, ruffled your hair to purposely mess it up. You swatted his hand away and only got a glance at his ears and cheeks being pink before he turned away to sit back down on the ground, “you have all of these answers wrong, you're definitely going to fail this test.”

a/n: HELLO!! this is a fic i came up after eating a shit ton of spicy wings the other day. i’m still regretting it.

pairings: timeskip! tsukishima kei x (chubby) !reader

WARNINGS: crack fic, mentions of dookie, pain mentions, bloating mentions, stomachache mentions, reader is a whiny mess, tsukishima makes fun of reader, writing errors

wc: no clue :p

“Keeeiii-” you whine, huffing as your boyfriend crosses his arms, slouching in the couch avoiding looking at you.

“I told you you would get a stomachache.” He sasses, suddenly very intrigued with the commercial playing in the tv. You groan, wriggling around in the couch, your arms wrapped around your bloated stomach. Maybe it wasn’t a great idea to try spicy chicken as a late night “snack”, your stomach was bloated, you felt like throwing up, and worse part you couldn’t let anything out.

Kei, on the other hand, told you twice to not eat this late at night, but of course you always do the opposite of what he says and ordered yourself the spicy chicken combo, eating the whole meal in one sitting as Kei only watched you silently, obviously judging you but never dared to say it out loud.

“Do we have pepto?” You whine, holding your stomach. Kei doesn’t say anything, only glancing at your ridiculous states, then averting his gaze back to the tv. Your eyes suddenly widen, grabbing Kei’s shoulder. Tsukishima looks at you with a frown, turning to look down at where your hand rested.

“Are you going to shit yourself?” He asks in horror, scooting away from you, but you shake your head, grabbing his hand and putting it against your stomach. You slowly look up at him, disbelief in your eyes.

“My stomach is hard Kei. It’s never done that before.” You let go of his hand, standing up and walking around the coffee table, hoping it would be of some relief but it was no use. Tsukishima groaned quietly, getting tired of your pacing after your third lap. He stops you in your tracks as he hovered over you, grabbing your hand and taking you to the front door. As Tsukishma grabbed his keys and put on his shoes, you struggled to keep your noises down, complaining with every little movement.

“Where are we going.” You whine once Kei finished helping you put your shoes on, opening the door for you as he put his hoodie up, then locking the door behind him once he stepped out.

“You’re just bloated. Walking for a while will help.” He says as if it was the most obvious answer. You interlock your fingers with his cold ones, the two of you walk out your apartment, the night breeze hitting your skin, making you grab Kei’s arm instead.

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“I hate that I’m the one with the bigger appetite in the relationship. Shouldn’t you be eating more cause of your height?” You huff. Tsukishima scoffs, shaking his head while continuing to walk. He snakes his arm around your waist, he doesn’t pull you in, but his hand squeezes your hip just slightly. The gesture isn’t forgein to you, but it is rare. You melt into his touch, continuing to walk as you felt your stomach tighten.

“Kei this isn’t helping.” You huff, massaging your stomach. Tsukishima rolls his eyes, glancing down at you

“We’ve barely even left the block, be patient.”

“What if I have to poop and I don’t make it.”

“That’s disgusting.” Tsukishima frowns at you but his touch stays on you, taking a turn. You light up when you see the bright sign of the convince store. Tsukishima opens the door for you, happily walking under his arm you immediately go to the fridges, grabbing a water bottle. Kei went to the medicine aisle, looking at the back of each box to see if any of your symptoms were labeled there.

You peaked your head under his arm, looking at the blue box he was holding.

“What’s that for?” You ask, resting the cold water bottle against your stomach. Kei doesn’t spare you a glance, shaking the box a little and turning around, your feet following him as he put his arm around your shoulder.

“For the big baby.” He smirks, walking to the cashier. You roll your eyes and set your water bottle on the counter, leaning your head against his side. Once the man checks out your items and Kei pays, the both of you walk out, Kei opening the box and taking out the small pill bottle.

“Take this,” he says, handing you the opened bottle. You set the pill on your tongue, taking a swing of your water. You swallow, looking at Kei for a second.

“It’s not working.” You shake your head. Tsukishima clicks his tounge, taking the bottle of pills from your hand, shoving them in his pocket.

“It takes a while for it to set, genius.” He mummers as you hold onto his arm. You only hum, swinging your water bottle back and forth as the late night cold air hits your face.

“Thank you.” You whisper after a while, watching a car drive by the both of you as you walk back home. Kei glances down at you, kissing the top of your head, wrapping his arm around your waist, saying nothing more.

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When the two of you got home, Kei made you a tea, and although you were not a fan of the taste you still drank it all because he said “it will help you shit everything out.” You only glared at him as he gestured at you to drink it all.

When the two of you finally went in for bed, in the dark room only lighted up by the small rays of the moon, you turn to face Tsukishima who was already facing you. You grab his arm, scooting closer to him and wrapping his arm around you. He chuckles lightly, kissing your forehead as you slowly close your eyes with a smile.

Your smile only lasted a second when a sound deep from your stomach makes yours and Kei’s eyes open wide. You whine at the sudden gurgle inside your stomach, pain stricking every bit of your insides. Then, your eyes widen even more as you shoot up from the bed, running and stumbling to your bathroom.

Kei can only lay there blinking, but when the realization hit, he starts to laugh, turning around in your shared bed as he pulled the covers over himself.

“DON’T STINK UP THE BATHROOM!” He shouts.

“SHUT UP! Ow, it’s burning.” Your voice echos back, making Tsukishima make a face of disgust.

After a really long time you come back shuffling into your room, pouting slightly as you lay down, looking at the ceiling while Tsukishima has his back to you. When you’re about to turn, Tsukishima mummers,

“Don’t shit the bed.”

“SHUT UP KEI!” You hiss, hitting the back of his head with your pillow.

LIKE IMAGINE kags just does whatever the hell s/o asks and believes whatever they say in true little bro fashion, and tsukki is just like wtf

Okay but this dynamic?? Adorably chaotic in the softest way.

expanded/drabble version here

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Like Tsukishima starts dating Kageyama’s older sibling thinking it’ll be fine, normal even, and then suddenly he’s watching Kageyama wordlessly get up to fetch you water because you casually mentioned being thirsty. Not even a request. Just a thought. And he just does it??

And Tsukki’s sitting there blinking like, “Since when is Kageyama capable of following directions without arguing?”

You don’t even notice it half the time. “Tobio, don’t forget to stretch.” “Tobio, fix your posture.” “Tobio, no yelling during meals.”

And he’s just like “Okay.”

Like?? Okay???

Meanwhile Tsukishima’s mentally rewriting everything he thought he knew about Kageyama.

But the best part? Tsukki slowly starts realizing how gentle you are with Kags. Like yes, older sibling energy, but the kind that ties his scarf for him without asking, sends reminders to eat lunch, and flicks his forehead with the same fondness you’d use on a cat doing something dumb.

And Tsukki’s just. Ugh. He loves you so much.

It’s not even jealousy. He just finds it hilarious and a little mind-blowing that you, this sweet, laid-back person, can get the infamous Kageyama Tobio to fold laundry without protest.

And the first time Kageyama says “yes” to something without fighting it, Tsukishima looks at you and goes, deadpan,

“So do you do hypnosis or…?”

You just shrug. “He listens when I talk.”

Tsukki’s never letting that go.

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