featuring: tsukishima kei
synopsis: kei pretends he doesnāt blush, but is it true ?
authorās note: my bfš hope yāall like it!! also, a new conceptās coming: so basically it will be āspecial editionā but itās just a 1k(approximately) words fic with a specific character and a specific plot.
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You snuggled up close to Tsukishima on the couch, resting your head on his shoulder. He glanced down at you, a small smile playing on his lips.
"What's on your mind?" he asked, his deep voice rumbling softly.
You grinned up at him mischievously. "I was just thinking...I bet I can make you blush."
Tsuki raised one eyebrow, looking amused. "Is that so?" he drawled. "Good luck with that."
"Oh, I don't need luck," you declared confidently. "I know all your weak spots."
He scoffed lightly. "I don't have any weak spots. I don't blush easily, you know."
"We'll see about that," you teased, sitting up and turning to face him.
Slowly, you leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. You felt him stiffen slightly, but there was no indication of a blush.
Undeterred, you trailed more kisses down his jawline, then back up to the other cheek. Still, his expression remained calm and composed.
"Hmm, not even a little bit of red?" you murmured, gazing at him intently.
Tsuki shook his head slightly. "Nope. I told you, I don't blush easily."
Pouting, you wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug, burying your face in the crook of his neck. You could feel his heartbeat, steady and strong, but still no sign of a blush.
Sighing in defeat, you pulled back, giving him an exasperated look. "Fine, I guess you win this round. I'll have to try harder next time."
Kei chuckled lowly, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "Better luck next time, hm?"
You stuck your tongue out at him playfully, then slid off the couch, heading for the door. "I'm gonna go get a snack. Don't miss me too much while I'm gone."
As you turned to leave, you caught a glimpse of Tsukishima's expression. His eyes were slightly wider than usual, and a faint dusting of pink had crept across his cheeks.
You paused, eyes widening in delighted surprise.
"Aha! I knew I could do it!" you exclaimed triumphantly, darting back over to the couch and throwing your arms around him again.
Tsuki tensed, his blush deepening. "What are you talking about?" he muttered, determinedly avoiding your gaze.
You giggled, planting a firm kiss on his cheek. "I saw you blush just now! I can't believe you tried to deny it."
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered, the tips of his ears turning bright red.
Grinning, you snuggled closer, nuzzling your face against his. "You're so cute, Kei. I love seeing you get all flustered like this."
He let out a frustrated huff, but you could tell he was fighting back a smile. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in tight.
"Shut up," he grumbled halfheartedly, burying his face in your hair.
You couldn't help but laugh, your heart swelling with affection for this tall, stoic boy who was so easily flustered by your affection.
In that moment, you knew there was nowhere else you'd rather be.