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chosovixen · 1 year
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NSFW!!
tsukishima mocks your moans cause he thinks it funny, but lord forbid you do it. he’ll deny your orgasm for as long as he can until you apologize.
you’re on top of him, tits bouncing as you fuck yourself on his cock. you’re nearly reaching your orgasm as you feel the coil tightening in your stomach; it feels so good you can’t help but let out heavy moans as you breathe into the croak of his neck. 
his hands drop down to your ass as he guides you on his thick shaft. he bites your ear tenderly, then moans into your ear almost mockingly, same pitch, and he even lets out a breath as you did. you rise from his neck and still your hips. tsukishima doesn’t say anything but instead smiles at you and acts clueless. you return a sinister smile of your own before rolling your hips flush against his. completely catching him off guard; his face scrunches in pleasure, and his mouth makes an “o” shape as he hisses from the feeling. 
“fuck,” he whined when you raised your hips slightly and slammed back down onto him, repeating your actions and watching as he struggled to stop himself from coming. you bend down and lick his neck before moaning against his ear, “fuck“ in the most annoying and utterly displeasing voice possible.
you feel your hips still again, but now a harsh slap against your ass shocks you. tsukishima then flips you over so that he’s on top now and goes to town on that pussy. his grip on your hips becomes tighter as he slams his length into your already tender cunt. you grab onto the headboard as he continues to use your pussy however he pleases. groggy moans escape your throat as you feel the coil in your stomach returns.
“fuck tsuki, i’m gon-,“ you cry.
“you gonna cum?“ he tilts his head and smirks.
“yes, yes!“ now, screaming at the top of your lungs, you feel yourself about to release into extraordinary bliss.
“yeah?“ he mocks you one final time before your orgasm subsides when he pulls out and cums all over your stomach with a low groan. you’re about to say something when he grabs your jaw and squeezes tight enough to leave a mark.
“don’t fucking do that shit again, or else you won’t get to cum at all. got it?“
and you reluctantly nod your head.
“good, now apologize.”
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noomon · 9 months
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ding!
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. . . tsukishima kei. sweeter when i’m with you.
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“did you even use a recipe—“
“yes, tsukishima. i did.” you answer.
continuing to apply frosting to your freshly baked cupcakes, you did your best to ignore the man in front of you. culinary class was fun, especially if your class was tasked with making a simple dessert for a graded activity. however, it was not that fun when you have a snarky middle blocker who always had a way to get through your nerves—watching you work throughout the process of creating such a sweet dessert.
even your sweet desserts would turn salty whenever he was around.
kei hums, amused by your response. “did you now?” he replies with that all-knowing smirk plastered on his stupidly good-looking face. “and what happened to calling me by my first name?”
“i changed my mind, that’s all.” you shrug, and he has the audacity to be the one frowning in this conversation. “it’s better to keep things professional, tsukishima. wouldn’t you agree?”
he huffs. “whatever,” he murmurs, propping his elbows on the counter, his head resting on his palm as he gazes up at you—just . . . admiring how you skillfully worked with the fluffy strawberry frosting—not that he’d ever admit it out loud, no way.
with the silence that followed, he quickly grew bored. “can i have some?” kei asks, eyes darting toward the strawberries you had cut specifically in the shape of little hearts for decorations.
“i don’t know, can you? what’s the magic word?”
“fuck you.”
“that’s not the magic word,” you coyly said to him. “i guess i’ll just give these extra strawberries to the volleyball team,” the thought wasn’t a bad one either, “maybe even have hinata or kageyama try these cupcakes i made once it’s graded.”
“no,” he says, slightly glaring at you.
now, it’s your turn to be amused. “no? did i hear that correctly, tsukishima?”
“it’s kei to you,” he corrects, softly this time. his expression was no longer stern, but this time, rather, it was one of slight annoyance and even pouting. “and . . . can i please have the extra strawberries?” he tries again, and for the first time in all the time you’ve known him, he looks at you with this soft, endearing look—as if he were some sort of kicked puppy by the street, begging to be adopted.
“see? it doesn’t kill you to be nicer to me,” you say, feeding him a strawberry or two—which he didn’t mind.
from the other stations, your classmates watched with either surprised or puzzled expressions after they’d witnessed your interaction with kei. even your teacher couldn’t help but ask, “are those two. . . ?” to which your classmates couldn’t answer either.
kei is definitely sweeter when he’s with you.
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hoejosatoru · 10 months
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Idk why but I have been thinking about getting fingered by Tsukki like I know he’d be so good at it😵‍💫
He has you sat in his lap, legs spread, and his chin hooked over your shoulder so he can watch. He’s so mean and degrades you for getting so wet so quickly:( but he loves how it sounds when he fucks you with his fingers:( and he abuses your clit fr. Rubbing it, pinching it, slapping it. He loves how you squirm and moan about it being too much but it never stops him bc he knows you love it. He can’t stop until your squirted all over yourself and him and of course he’s gonna make fun of you for it meanwhile he could practically cum untouched watching come undone
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moonswolfie · 4 months
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When YOU kabedon THEM
let's turn the tables a bit why don't we 😈😈 i was in the mood to write something a little more silly hehe
characters featured: Bokuto, Kenma, Ushijima, Tsukishima
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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Bokuto Koutaro
He freezes over in shock, literally loses all bodily functions for a second
He looks as if he just got the worst jumpscare of his LIFE
...and then proceeds to go completely red and starts smiling like an idiot
A very lovesick idiot❤
"Hey, aren't I supposed to be the one doing this...?" He sounds oddly quiet
Possibly because his stomach is imploding from butterflies
"Hmm?" You tease him by sliding a finger across his lips, smiling up at him and he makes a weird strangled noise
You don't get it babe, you're murdering him rn
(He totally won't miss all his spikes at practice today because he won't be able to stop thinking about this)
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Kozume Kenma
"Ummm..." he is completely lost on what to say or do right now
The thing he probably expected the least to happen today is being pushed against the wall by you
His PSP almost slips out of his hands but he quickly grips it to prevent that disaster from occuring
He doesn't even realise how red he is right now or the weird face he's making
"Ahaha, sorry. You just looked so cute, is all." You smiled, pulling on his cheek
And he is still too shocked to even react or slap your hand away for doing that
Being pushed against a wall in dating games always felt so cliché but...
He has a feeling the loud beating of his heart won't subside anytime soon...
Hopefully no one notices...😏😏
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Ushijima Wakatoshi
He is very confused. Why are you pushing him against the wall?
"Are you angry?" He asks, making you... sigh?
"What did I expect... of course you don't get it..." his eyebrows furrowed. What is he missing?
"I want to understand. I want to be a good boyfriend." The serious tone he said that in made you snort slightly
After you explain to him that people usually find being pushed against the wall by their significant other hot...
He simply asks "Do you want me to do that to you?"
(Ignoring the heat that rushed to your face at that thought..)
Do not be fooled by his seeming lack of reaction, he felt a strange feeling in his chest when trapped in between your arms🤭
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚ Tsukishima Kei
"What are you doing?" He hisses behind clenched teeth, eyebrows furrowing
You simply smile, leaning close to his neck, but not kissing it 😈
"S-Stop that..." he feels embarrased at how he's losing his composure because of this
He even stuttered just now... God he hopes he isn't completely red right now (he is)
You let him go, casually walking away while he just kinda... stands there in shock
He will so get you back for this, you cannot get away with flustering him and just walking away like that
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souichieatr · 6 months
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meeting their teammates
with suna r. tendou s. tsukishima k.
a/n: i think i'm going through suna withdrawals guys
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suna
suna had texted you before practice that he forgot his water bottle and he'd rather die than drink the water fountain at the gym so you decided to surprise him with a water bottle from the corner store. opening the door as quietly as possible but still making a loud squeak, peaking your head through, the manager of the team turns their head to you. running to you so the practice isn't disrupted.
“hey there, what can we help you with?” they say sweetly with a smile.
“i'm sorry to interrupt, i was just wanting to drop this bottle off for suna rintaro , he forgot his” you say, holding the bottle up. they nod their head turning their body to face the coach, the manager makes a gesture with their hands and the coach nods. the coach yells that the boys could take a 15 minute break.
“suna rintaro could i get you here for a second” the manager yells for your boyfriend. hearing the mocking “ohs” makes you giggle. suna drags his feet as he walks to you two making eye contact with you he perks up a bit.
“hey what are you doing here?” he asks quietly as he pulls you into a hug.
“i got you- can't b-breathe rin” you try to say but sounding more of a wheeze as he squeezes you. chuckling at your reaction he lets go and steps back.
“hm?”
“i got you this” you say trying to catch your breath handing him the bottle. his manager laughs at the gesture as they walk off. he grabs the water bottle making sure to graze his fingers against your soft hands.
“WHAT YA GOT THERE SUNA RIN?” a voice starkes you both from behind him. leaning your head to the side to see who it was. “ohh is that a gift suna?” he says again.
“what if it is? jealous?” suna says turning around to face the blond, turning back to you. “this is atsumu” he says as you nod your head.
“hi im y/n” you say, reaching your hand forward as a friendly gesture.
“THIS IS YER GIRLFRIEND?” atsumu grabs your hand and shakes it, “he talks about ya all the time and he rarely ever talks” he talks as a small circle of guys form. suna hesitantly introduces everyone as they all welcome you in the gym.
tendou
he's asked you so many times to come to one of his volleyball practices and meet all his teammates. you've met ushiwaka a handful of times as him and tendou hang out a lot. you had forgotten you left your headphones in tendous backpack and before practice he'd told you to stop by to pick them up. let's kill two birds with one stone he had said. approaching the metal door you try and shake the nerves off.
“you wanna open it or just have us burn out here?” you hear someone say as they snicker, startled you turned around.
“you could use some color so you can stay” you say as you smile at him.
“you're no fun” he says pouting but he quickly leans down and kisses your cheek. “would you like me tan?”
“i'd still like you if you were bald”
“you must really love me” he says wrapping his arms around you, leaning down but a gasp from behind you makes you stop. tendou looks up and starts to hold back a laugh. “yes goshiki?”
“oh uh im sorry for you know-” goshiki stutters, letting go of tendou you turn to the boy.
“hi im y/n you're goshiki?” you say giving him your hand as you smile at him.
“goshiki this is my partner” tendou says ushering goshiki closer to you two. goshiki shakes your hand giving a weird look to your red haired partner.
“he talks a lot about you! he's really proud of the progress you've made” you say as tendou whines. goshikis eyes widen as you start to look at tendou with a smirk.
tsukishima
he'd forgotten his sports glasses at his desk he had texted you when he got to practice complaining that he had left them. sneaking back into your homeroom and grabbing the glasses from the desk you make your way to the double doors leading into the gym. opening them and peaking in a couple guys you've never met look at you but you spot yamaguchi and he too looks over. his eyes widen and he tilts his head to the side. you assume that's his way of asking why you're there. holding up your boyfriends glasses he nods his head and he jogs to the other side of the court to the coach. the couch says they can get some water and you watch yamaguchi approach tsukishima and points at you, watching yamaguchi’s hand you and tsukishima make eye contact. walking to you at a fast pace he scoots the two of you outside.
“you better have a good reason why you're here” he says, shutting the door behind him.
“oh hush i didn't come here to embarrass you i thought you would want these” you say gently holding the glasses in your palm as you stretch your arm out to him. he looks at your hand and widens his eyes then smirks.
“didn't know you cared so much” he says taking them.
“don't make me trip you-” the door opens, pushing tsukishima closer to you, he grabs you gently, pushing you back so you don't get hit.
“TSUKISHIMA YOU BASTARD SNEAKING OFF TO MAKE OUT WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND?” a guy with a buzzcut started shouting and followed behind him was the rest of the team.
“YEAH TSUKISHIMA YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED” another one shouted this time with dark hair and one strip of blond.
“we're not making out and if we were it really woulndt be any of your business” tsukishima says with a sigh still not turning around to face his team.
“cmon tsukishima at least introduce us” another guy asked his jersey saying ‘1’.
“yeah tsukishima you don't want to be rude” a guy with gray hair said. tsukishima sighed again, turning around slowly with a deadpan expression.
“sorry tsukki i tried blocking the door” yamaguchi said with an awkward smile. you laugh at the interaction between all of them seeing your boyfriend in trouble was quite funny.
“hi im y/n i'm a first year” you say moving from behind tsukishima and giving them all a wave. most of them waved back and offered a welcoming smile. the two boys that shouted hid behind the guy with the number 1 jersey on and were just watching you.
“okay you all introduced yourselves and y/n has to g-” tsukishima was cut off.
“yeah glasses? not going to introduce your girl to your coach?” a blond guy in sandals stepped out. tsukishima glared at him and sighed again.
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obliteration-onearth · 8 months
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[ not a romantic; tsukishima kei ]
he most definitely is not a romantic so.. whoever does these sweet little gestures for you is most certainly not your boyfriend.
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ANTI ROMANTIC KEI WHO:
- scrolls on pinterest sometimes and suddenly finds something he thinks you'll like
- sends dumb messages with mean petnames like, "hurry up squirt. i'm outside your house"
- bought matching dinosaur onesies because you thought the two of you would look cute wearing it
- doesn't like double texting and needs reassurance that it's cute for him to do it
- eventually learns about all your quirks and grows fond of them despite displaying a mischievous demeanor by teasing you for them
- thinks you're cute when you hug him
- doesn't get flustered easily but bullies you when he does to make it less obvious
- may think some of your favorite foods are gross but buys them regardless when he's picking out snacks to bring to your house
- says that he's busy but helps you study and revise for your exams anyways
- says that he's the reason you passed even though he's mighty proud of you
- doesn't let you win any games at first but when he sees you sad, let's you win at least one to lift your spirits
- sends you the middle finger emoji after saying something so sickening sweet to even out the balance and to keep that reputation he has ( wouldn't wanna go to soft, he thinks )
- gets annoyed and then just turns away while being crimson in the face when you tease him for being soft
- finds it cute when you do romantic gestures for him but sometimes tell yamaguchi like "yeah, i got a cool girlfriend" or some shit
- says you're being weird for toying with/wearing his glasses and finds it hilarious when you say you feel dizzy ( catches you and tells you to be careful if you fall though )
- apologizes when you say you feel offended by something he says, thus making him write a mental note not to do it again in the future
- loves when you lay atop him whilst hugging him, your head nestled into his neck as you scroll on your phone
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heartsoji · 1 year
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Hello. If Requests Are Open I Have One. Tsukishima, Suna And Kenma With A Reader Who Is Kinda On The Thicker Side (Thick, Not Chubby) So She Gets Sexualized And Catcalled A Lot
HQ BOYS WITH A CURVY S/O
a/n: yes! thank u sm for submitting a request ☺︎
warnings: swearing, guys (not the hq guys) way overstepping and making reader feel uncomfortable, fem reader
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tsukishima, suna, and kenma x reader
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TSUKISHIMA KEI
when something happens to you, he shows his protection subtly, but he really really cares about you
would attack the weirdos and people jealous of your body
he wouldn't be the "don't worry babe, i can fight" kind of attacking guy, but the "beat them up mentally until their spirit is broken" kind of attacking guy
you were doing your work diligently at your desk when suddenly, one of your male classmates stopped at your desk.
"goddamn, girl. being serious is great and all, but would it kill you to show a pained expression every now and then?" he rested his hand on your desk, covering part of your paper.
"pardon?" you asked, not quite comprehending.
"i mean," he smirked, "can't imagine what you'd be like under me if you're so serious all the time. have you ever even felt pain?" he paused. "i can show you great pain and pleasure, babe. just gotta say the word."
you froze, speechless. how were you supposed to respond to that? whilst you were trying to come up with a response, you saw kei getting up out of the corner of your eye.
"well, cutie?" your classmate grinned widely before sliding a finger down your back, making you cringe in disgust silently. "how about it?"
"i-"
"don't you have anything better to do?"
"huh?" the guy turned around to see kei towering over him, a nasty glare in his eyes.
"i said, 'don't you have anything better to do?' are you deaf, or just stupid?" kei asked, an annoyed expression present on his features.
"what the hell are you talking about? you're just a cocky brat, aren't ya?" the guy snarled. "man, i hate people like you. so much confidence with nothing to show for it."
kei paused. "i apologize. i was unaware that you hated yourself that much. things will get better, i promise." he mocked, patting the guys back, causing an angry vein to bulge out of the guy's forehead.
"haha, very funny." the guy muttered. "bitchy beanpole brat."
"alliteration! very good!" kei applauded with a smile before sending him a death glare that could freeze lava. "but seriously, are you such a loser that your ego won't allow a hit?" he then leaned into his ear. "she. isn't. interested. scram. you're just making a fool of yourself at this point."
the guy looked around and noticed everyone staring and whispering, clearly judging him for his creepy ways. he angrily stormed out of the classroom, with kei calling out a, "nice talk! let's do it again sometime," on his way out.
once the guy was fully out of the classroom, kei grabbed a chair and put it next to yours at your desk, plopping down his work as well.
"thanks, kei." you whispered a bit shakily.
he simply gave your hand a reassuring squeeze in response. "let me know if that loser gives you anymore trouble, ok?" he whispered back. "i'll beat him to a pulp." he followed up, a terrifyingly murderous intent in his eyes.
he then gave a smile, though it was still terrifyingly murderous-looking. "verbally, i mean."
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SUNA RINTARO
another guy with a tongue that could slice boulders
hes not quite as mean tho, instead choosing to go with the more "protect my girl" stance rather than tsukkis "belittle them and make them feel like tiny little idiots who have no worth" stance
he'd try to embarrass the hell out of them
he's good at manipulating people, after all. he finds their weaknesses in an instant and uses it to his ultimate advantage
and also
he loves your curves
so
much
he'd definitely come over and like place his hand on your hip or ass or smth to mark his territory
bro hes the only one who gets to say how much he likes your ass?? um who tf is this other dude
he'd probs also try and cause a scene or incorporate humor to make you feel better
you were scared
a guy from the inarizaki cheering section had been staring at you ever since you entered
though you weren't absolutely positive, you felt like you could feel his eyes scanning your curves, and it made you feel like curling away in disgust
you'd lessened your cheering ever since you realized that the screaming made your tits bounce, and his eyes were practically burning a hole through them
once the game was over, you quickly dashed off from the stands to meet rin at the bottom, but the same guy met you down there
"so, hey, i was just thinking that you're like, really hot and have a great body, you know? and not to brag but i kinda have girls drooling on my abs left and right. if we got together, we'd be the ultimate power couple! whaddaya say, doll, hm?"
you scanned the room, looking for rin, but unfortunately, the coach was giving a talk, so rin wouldn't be able to come right away
"um, thank you for your offer, but i have a boyfriend." you politely declined.
he put his hand on your shoulder, and you could feel his thumb searching for your bra strap. you leaned away uncomfortably, but he gripped your shoulder and pulled you back.
"hey, now, its ok. don't think that i didn't see the way you were showing off these pretty assets of yours to me on the stands. you were practically shaking the things in my face! i can take a hint, you know. don't worry. i understand women. you were hinting at wanting to get with me, right? i get it! promise i won't be mad if we start dating the minute you break up with whatever loser you're with right now, doll. i don't need to wait."
"i-"
"hey, bun."
you whipped around to see suna rintaro not-so-gently shoving the guy off your shoulder and wrapping his arm around you, placing his hand right at the curve of your hip, giving you butterflies.
he directed his attention to the guy hitting on you. "'sup."
the guy stuttered for a few moments before regaining his cockiness. "this your girl? sorry, man, but she was actually just hitting on me. she aint loyal enough, i guess."
"the hell?! no i wasn-"
"she definitely wasn't." rin interrupted. "she'd never be into a piece of garbage like you."
a vein popped out of the guy's forehead. he grabbed the collar of rin's shirt.
"say that again."
rin opened his mouth, and for a moment, you thought that rin was going to retaliate, but instead, a piercing shriek ran through the air.
a baby's wail? a crying girl? a dropped mic? no, it was 6"1 inarizaki high middle blocker suna rintaro.
every head in the area turned, and suddenly, at the negative attention, the guy ran off in humiliation, calling out some insult towards you like "you weren't even that hot, by the way" on his way out.
once he was gone, suna picked you up and ran to somewhere with a bit more privacy
once he had found a spot he had deemed private enough, he engulfed you in the biggest, tightest hug, burying his head in your neck
"'m sorry that happened, bun." he murmured into your neck. "and 'm sorry that i interrupted you earlier, and i'm sorry that i wasn't there sooner, and im sorry that i didn't punch that guy in his pathetic, ugly-ass face."
you hugged him back. "it's ok, rin." you squeezed tighter. "i'm just glad you came."
"anyways, at any rate, he had no right to look in your direction, nonetheless insult you!" you felt his fists tighten. "pisses me off."
"and also," he added before moving his hand downwards to squeeze your ass, "i'm the only one allowed to call your body hot. everyone else can just fuck off"
you giggled and sighed into his locks. "ok, rin."
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KOZUME KENMA
he wouldn't be one for words
he'd just glare daggers into the other guys body and then drag you away
he liked to call it a tactical retreat
"hey, what grade are you in?"
you looked up from your phone to see a group of what seemed to be some middle school boys circling around you, with what seemed to be their leader approaching you.
"pardon?" you were a bit taken aback. what was even going on?
"shy. cute, i'm into that." the boy smirked. "class 3-2, izumitate junior high soccer team captain, sato emiko."
you froze. junior high? you were being hit on by junior high boys?
you really tried not to, but suddenly, you burst out laughing. "sorry, sorry, but, well, junior high? i'm a 2nd year in highschool!"
you expected him to back down after that, but to your surprise, he kept going. "an older girl, huh.. well, it doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you. and if im being honest, i don't see why it would." he grinned cockily. "i am a catch, after all."
"sorry, i'm not interested." you declined, trying not to break his junior high heart.
to your surprise, he smirked and started approaching you. how cocky was this kid, anyways?
suddenly, he grabbed a handful of your thigh, though he was quickly met with a slap from you.
"come on," he said, walking towards you. "i know you want me."
but before he could reach for a handful of tit, he was interrupted by kenma shoving his way through the crowd.
he gently took your hand and smiled softly at you before glaring daggers at the boy and walking away.
"h-hey!" the boy stuttered, clearly a bit flustered. "you can't just walk away! who do you think you are?"
kenma turned his head to give another death glare that definitely sent chills down that kid's spine. yeah, the boy would definitely see that in his next nightmare.
once you two were out of earshot, kenma turned to you. "hey, you ok?"
you smiled warmly. "yeah. thanks for getting me, ken."
he turned away. "they were just a bunch of cocky middle schoolers. honestly, where do they get the nerve?"
the rest of the way home, kenma added in abrupt complaints about what had happened throughout the conversation. though he didn't say it, you knew that he was actually kind of scared to grab you out of there, despite the fact that the boys were "puny" and "weak," as kenma had described. you knew that though he wouldn't say, he was worried about you and was caring for you, in his own, unique, kenma way.
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nimbus2k2 · 4 months
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Morning
She opened her eyes to the pale morning light flooding in the small room. 
It took her some seconds for her brain to register where she was. Not her bedroom in her childhood home in Miyagi. Also not her dorm room on campus in Tokyo, which she shared with two others from her faculty. It was her boyfriend’s small apartment in a less rowdy quarter of Sendai. On his cozy bed. 
Normally she wouldn’t sleep too well in an estranged place, but perhaps the late night exhaustion and the comfort of her lover had lured her into a good night's sleep.
The day before, taking advantage of some days off, she headed home from Tokyo for a visit, then hopped on the train to Sendai to see Kei. Their distance relationship meant a lot of trips back and forth between Tokyo and Sendai for a day, or just several hours with each other.
Kei and she both liked making the most out of the time they could physically spend together by doing something chill. This time it was strolling around the neighborhood and talking. Their didn’t return to his place until the moon and stars had come out, until no public transportation was operating. It was too late for her to travel back home, nor for them both to keep their heavy eyes open. They just collapsed on the bed, haphazardly pulled the blinds, not even bothering to check if they had been down all the way. They were too exhausted to even put themselves in proper postures, just crashed in whatever position that felt comfortable enough. 
Now in the morning, coming back to her senses, she became aware of Kei’s presence on her left. She woke up to find them facing each other, her hand in his, like how otters snuggle together on the waters. 
A relaxed, peaceful expression adorned his face. His illuminated blond hair shined like a halo under the light flowing through the half-down curtains. His slightly parted lips carried the ghost of a contented smile. The sunrays softened his features, his cheeks, his jawline, his nose. 
Kei was beautiful. Almost ethereal. 
Oh what a view to wake up to. 
She wanted to twirl his strands between her fingers, poke his cheeks with the rough pad of her index, but decided against it to admire him in his sleep a bit more. 
Several minutes went by, he stirred from his slumber. His fingers curled around hers, his lips quirked up into a small smile, his lashes fluttered open letting the tender morning sun flow into the golden brown eyes. Sleep was still embedded in those gems, even more so mesmerizing without his glasses on, and also in his raspy voice.
“Hey, [Name].”
Oh this man was gonna be the death of her.
“Hey, Kei.” 
“Slept well?” Asked him, still in that weirdly attractive groggy morning voice. 
“Yeah. Really well actually.”
“Is it thanks to me being here?” He chuckled softly. 
She shuffled closer to him. “Maybe.” 
His fingers rubbed soothing circles into her knuckles. His sleepy eyes looking at her were so loving, so tender. In all these years, those eyes had always given her butterflies. 
“I love you, Kei.” The fuzzy warmth inside her turned into words. 
His beautiful smile grew all the wider. 
“I love you too, [Name].”
The next few minutes passed in the comfortable and peaceful silence of the early morning. How she wanted to just halt the moment. 
Kei slowly pushed himself up from the mattress, and stretched his arms. A sliver of his abs peeked from under the white fabric of his shirt. She had to resist the urge to place her fingertips on the exposed skin. 
As if sensing her intention, his gaze fleeted to hers and the corner of his lips curled into a smirk. 
“Enjoying the view?” 
She gave him a kick to the leg underneath the blanket. Now that the sleep had gone from his being, his sass had come back to take its place.  
“You are much cuter when you’re sleeping.” She glared at him. 
“And you think I’m hot when I’m awake.” 
She opened her mouth to retort, then closed it again, because he was right. Asleep or awake, she loved him anyway. 
“Okay, yes.” She pressed the pillow to her face to hide the blush surely forming on her heated cheeks. “Unfortunately.” 
He just gave a hearty laugh, then offered his hand. “So, up? I’ll make you some toast.” 
Which she happily took, “Let's make some coffee too.” 
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fischltao · 1 year
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BF TSUKKI<3
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plot: random bf tsukki headcanons. reader insert.
a/n: your honor i love him. also i wrote this on a whim while listening to body paint by arctic monkeys
proofread?did i proofread this??idk :D
"and if you're thinking of me, then i'm probably thinking of you"
tsukishima wakes up super early to have enough time to be a hater
he really doesn't, he probably sleeps super late, spending the time on his phone and wakes up moderately early, like 10-11 AM
doesn't want akiteru to find out about him being in a relationship, he'll probably annoy him the fuck out and make him uncomfortable
so you don't really hang out at his house and the one time akiteru saw the pair of you walking down the street, he jumped in to ask you if you were his s/o and you kinda lagged out, not really knowing what to answer since you knew kei didn't want him to know for the time being but also feeling guilty for lying
kei saved it though
lmao no he didn't, akiteru was sure that you were his partner after that encounter
you, kei and tadashi are such a power trio,its kinda like those shonen trios (nobara/megumi/yuuji, aki/power/denji)
ukai teases you a lot as his assistant and eventually takeda sensei starts doing so too in his own ways
but whenever hinata or kageyama do so, tsuki goes well, tsuki mode
tanaka and nishinoya probs ogle after you but when guys from other teams do so they protect you out of respect for you and their teammate's honor
tsukishima often sends you songs that remind him of you, he never outright tells you so but you figure it out after the first few times he sends them to you.
looks over at you after scoring a point or doing a great block to see your reaction, his chest swells with pride
dumbass (affectionate)
tries to annoy you a lot but you know it's out of love
you're kind of like the default settings for him. sad? go to y/n. happy? y/n. wants to go out? y/n. is hungry? y/n might be hungry too so he's gonna pick up something extra for you too.
would die if he made you feel uncomfortable, like you don't understand how sick with himself he would feel if he ever made you feel like that.
super proud of you when you say something he would to the team. everyone's like "YOU CORRUPTED THEM >:(" and he's in the back smiling smugly and patting your head.
cuddly when sleepy. my brother in christ will on god lay on top of you, literally almost crush u, push his face in your neck and whine but as soon as you coo at him and say something along the lines of "aw is my baby sleepy?" he'll DENY e v e r y t h i n g. he's worse than youtubers getting caught red handed committing a crime. like tf you mean, there's literally evidence📸
he thinks about you so much throughout the day, you're his safe space <//3
he is kind of insecure though. when he notices other teams approaching you, it's then that others' comments about him begin to soak in.
of course he wouldnt admit it but you can see it in the way his face falls
tell him you love him and wont leave him 🔪
sometimes cries about this at night
he knows other people could be more open about their feelings to you and you deserved to be told how perfect you are as much possible
but he tries so much :(
he never saw it as "just a relationship" what you have is one of the few things he actually takes seriously
tsukishima is great bf and i said what i said
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triple-asstro · 5 months
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imagine you’re a major popstar going on a worldwide tour (like taylor swift aHeM aHeM) and the paparazzi caught photos of you and tsukishima being affectionate the other day  so just to tease him you start off with a speech like:
 “so i wanna first address a little something. yesterday, some of you went online to say ‘oh my god, i heard you’re dating a volleyball player from sendai frogs’ i know! and i just want to clear the confusion and say that’s absolutely false, i don’t know what you’ve heard from the press and paparazzi but you’re all wrong about that.” 
all while seeing his smug face from the vip tent a few meters away. 
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lookingforlia · 1 year
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Tsukishima x reader
Genre : fluff , comfort .
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Cuddling with tsukishima feels so nice , because he's tall his hands reach all the way around your back . And you can easily rest your head on his chest or shoulder. He's acts like he hates affection . But would whine if you pull away from his embrace because he secretly loves the way he can feel your soft heartbeat against his skin . There's something very intimate about that.
He wouldn't wanna admit it but he likes the softness of the moment and the comfort of being in each other's embrace. It makes him feel loved.
You kiss the tip of his nose before softly connecting your lips with his melting into a soft kiss . When you pull away you find his eyes darting away , anywhere except meeting yours.
You second-guess yourself before he nuzzles his nose in the skin of your neck burying his face in your skin .
"you good ?" You ask running your fingers through his soft hair .
"mhm" you feel him softly mumbling into your neck . Bathing into your scent. Still refusing to meet your eyes . "Gimme a second ." He says taking you aback for a second .
But then you take notice of the violent red color on his ears .
" Are you blushing tsuuki ? " You tease him . In response he tightens his arms around you mumbling a quiet "shut up ."
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h0neymustardwh0re · 8 months
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pov: hanging out with your bf kei at his apartment
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pls tell me what u think he would name his cat <3
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noomon · 3 months
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ding!
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. . . tsukishima kei. observant boyfriend things.
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kei’s an observant person. he’s the type of person who knows there’s something wrong, even with the most subtle clues. it’s safe to say that there will never be a day where you successfully hide something from your boyfriend, not when he can read you like an open book in broad daylight.
“what’s with the sour look on your face?” he asks, though it’s quieter than he meant.
“nothing,” you reply with an uptight smile.
“you look constipated.”
“hey!”
he sighs. “how’d your volleyball tryout go?”
kei remembers a couple of nights ago when you told him that your school was holding tryouts for an upcoming sports week. he also remembers the time you told him that you used to play volleyball in middle school, and it didn’t take much to convince him that you were a decent middle blocker.
“i’m gonna die of embarrassment.”
“it didn’t go well, then,” he concluded with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“kei, i made a fool of myself!” you whine, letting him carry your bag. “my serves were sloppy, barely making it above the net—which was set too tall, by the way—my receives were lacking, and my blocks—they’re left unspoken of.”
“what’s wrong with your blocks?” kei asks you. “they were fine when you forced me to practice with you.”
“force is a strong word,” you counter, poking his arm with emphasis.
“i simply bribed you with snacks!”
“which i paid for.”
“and lots of kisses.”
“those are already a given in this relationship, idiot.”
“stop being mean, beanpole.”
“not my problem; i grew and you didn’t.”
you nudged at his side, earning a slight and playful groan from your boyfriend. “i am not that short! whatever, let’s just not talk about my blocks.”
“mm. let’s stop by a pharmacy, too.” he says, noticing how you fiddled with your bruised fingers. those were nasty for something as simple as volleyball tryouts. if anything, he would’ve assumed that you got them from an actual match against a prestigious school like shiratorizawa.
“yeah, it hurts,” you murmur.
“that’s because you're fiddling with them; quit it,” he scolds you with a sigh. “i’m sure you did well. if you could block those volleyball idiots’ quick, you already did well.”
“you know, kei, it’s nice when you care,” you smile.
“i always care.”
“and you always carry my bag as you should.”
“i care, y/n. i think you’re the one who needs glasses if you can’t see that.”
“oh, and when you’re attentive or observant too.”
“are you even listening?”
“nope, but i love you.”
“mm.”
“say it back! please! i know you care lots about me and i’m now listening, so say it back!”
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thelittlewriter · 1 year
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Tomorrow
Pairing : Tsukishima x Reader
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"Kei !" he heard a scream behind him.
He sighed. He heard you run to him.
"What's wrong ?" he asked.
You had a wide smile on your face when you said :
"Nothing ! Can't I just talk to you ?"
He hummed but didn't really answer. He never did. It was almost as if you were talking to a statue. He had almost nothing to say to you. People thought the two of you were good friends, seeing that he never told you to leave. But it wasn't always enough for you. He could tell. He was too silent.
You were still talking about your day. He wanted to say something but it was like you couldn't stop talking. He didn't even know what he wanted to say. Just something, anything, actual words, coming out of his mouth for once. It was better than what he had been doing so far. Until now, you had guessed that he didn't hate you because he never pushed you away. But he didn't want you to think that you didn't hate him, he wanted you to know that he liked you. You were nice and funny, and you always had something interesting to say. But it wasn't like he could say just that, could he ?
The two of you sat on a bench.
"I have a cake, do you want some ?"
"No," he only answered.
He saw you pout. It was barely visible like you were trying to hide your disappointment. You quickly smiled at him. You were good at hiding your feelings. But not good enough.
"OK," he finally said. "Just a little."
You smiled. He took a small part in his hand. It was very small, but he truly wasn't hungry. He put the cake in his mouth.
"The things I'd do for Y/N," he thought.
He hated that he was weak for you. But when he saw your smile as you asked how the cake tasted, he didn't regret it. He was just waiting. Hoping you would confess because he couldn't do it first.
"Kei, is something wrong ?"
He shook his head, the cake still in his mouth.
He didn't have anything to say to you. He could tell you that he like and then what ? Ask you on a date ? What would he say ? How could he make you stay ?
He felt a finger on his cheek. He turned to you. You had a frown on your face.
"Something's wrong," you said.
He sighed. There was nothing he could hide from you. He knew that he bore an expressionless face most of the time. Yet, you could see right through him. There were only a few people who could do that. And among them, you were the only one...
"You don't wanna tell me ?"
He looked away. If he did, what would happen next ?
"It's fine if you don't want to. Maybe you'll find an answer to your problem tomorrow."
You had a big smile on your face. You were quietly eating your cake. You were rarely silent but right now, it felt right.
"Tomorrow," he said.
You looked at him with a frown.
"I'll tell you tomorrow."
He didn't know what would happen next. You could reject him or accept him, but it didn't really matter. It wasn't like it mattered anyway. The way you felt didn't change how he did. Nothing would.
"Ok then," you said. "Tomorrow."
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Hey ! I hope you had a great day and I hoped you liked it (even if it's a bit short). I wanted to post something today since it's been a while...
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moonswolfie · 5 months
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The evening light
Tsukishima x gn!reader
I thought of this just now while listening to music and had to write it down ASAP!!!!!!
(seriously what is up with me and spontaneous tsukki fics)
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"I like you, Kei..." you said as you walked behind your crush, Tsukishima Kei on your way home.
You know he doesn't like you back, but being a little sneaky can't hurt, right? Quietly admitting your feelings behind him as he listens to music in his headphones will help you get over him.
You technically confessed to him, right? So you can move on and forget all these stupid feelings now. Nothing good would come of confessing to him directly, anyways.
Still, you can't help but feel like a coward. Is this really right?
You shake off the thought, running next to his side to happily wave at him in lieu of a verbal hello. When he immediately turned his head away from you, you tilted your head in confusion. What's he looking at?
You poked his shoulder slightly to catch his attention, and all he did was blurt out a quiet "What?", still refusing to look at you.
"What are you looking at?" you asked. What's so interesting the houses you're currently walking by, anyways? "Nothing."
"Then why don't you look at me? It's rude to not ackgnowledge your friend." you asked, your heart clenching internally at the word "friend". You heard him groan in annoyance, and then slowly turn his head to face you.
"Tsukishima, your cheeks look a little red. Are you okay?"
"They're not, it's just the evening light." He furrowed his brows slightly in annoyance, and you shrugged. Must've been your mind playing tricks on you or something. You continued walking in somewhat awkward silence.
"I stop here. Bye." he stopped in front of his house, you waving bye to him and moving on.
On the way home, you couldn't stop thinking about the whole interaction. God, you felt so horrible yet so relieved at the same time. You have a feeling you won't be able to sleep well tonight.
Wait...
He was talking to you the entire time without ever taking off his headphones.
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kitashousewife · 1 year
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just another day
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a/n: just been thinking about how tsukki is crabby, and even more on halloween
pairings: timeskip!tsukishima x fem!reader, university au
warnings: librarian!reader, testing and homework, tsukki being a grump, swearing, food mention, alcohol mentions, highly suggestive, lowercase intentional
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usually, university halloween is packed with parties and drinking. but, not for you.
this year, you have to work. not only that, but you have a huge mid-term project and a few exams in the following days. the last thing you want to do is stay out late doing who knows what, with who knows who.
thankfully, you aren't the only one.
working in the library had its perks, that's for sure. a near-silent working environment, very little responsibility, and only answering the occasional question. most of your job is just checking out books and returning them to their homes on the shelves.
the best part of your job though, is seeing tsukishima every week day.
this semester you've worked mostly in the evenings until close, meaning every night it's just you and the few students finding solace in the confines of the library walls. tonight isn't any different. you've been sitting at the front desk, working on homework of your own here and there. studying for midterms has consumed most of your evening, and before you know it it's close to 11 pm: when the library finally closes its doors.
you sigh and stand up, stretching a little bit and feeling the effects that sitting for the past few hours have had on your body. you begin to walk around the library, doing your final checks to see if there are any lingering students left to warn them of closing time. each row is as empty as the others, and you begin to wonder if for the first time you truly are the only person here.
until you see him.
tsukishima sits at the same table, in the same chair, in the same part of the library every single time he comes here. as usual, he has his laptop, notebooks, 2 pens, phone, and water bottle set up around him on the table. you click your tongue and he looks up at you, eyes just as tired as yours.
"this is your-"
"fifteen minute warning, library closes at 11:00. i know, i know." he says, voice full of sarcasm as he imitates you. but you know there isn't any malice to it. he sighs and continues to type on his laptop, as if you weren't even there.
"why do i even bother?" you tease, voice just as friendly as his. when you walk away though, you see him start to pack up his things.
the next few minutes are spent double checking the book carts, locking the windows, wiping down the counters, and packing up your own belongings. right at 10:55, tsukishima walks up to the front desk.
"hope i didn't keep you late on halloween. im sure you hoped you wouldn't see me," he smirks at you, hands wrapped around the straps of his backpack.
"why is that?" you mumble, eyes fixed on the school computer as you log out for the night.
"i'm sure you would have loved to get out of here early, especially on halloween. if i didn't show up you probably could have."
flicking off the lights behind you, you let out an airy laugh. "i'm not authorized to shut down the library early. with or without you in it."
tsukishima holds the door open for you, watching you walk through before you lock the doors, pulling on them for good measure. you hiss as the cold air hits your face, lips turning into a frown.
"since you worked, im assuming there aren't any crazy halloween activities on your to do list?" he looks down at you, suppressing a smile as you dig around in your pockets for your bus pass.
"no," you start, letting out a sigh of relief when your fingertips feel the plastic in your coat pocket. "unfortunately for me, i have a midterm tomorrow. what about you, tsukki?" you give him a teasing smile, laughing as he rolls his eyes at the nickname. he shrugs.
"it's just another day. besides, i would rather get work done than get fucked up on a monday night," his comment earns a snort from you, shaking your head as the two of you walk through campus to the bus stop.
your relationship with tsukishima is funny. you met him a few months ago while working in the library. you helped him connect to one of the printers, after you watched him struggle with it on his own for 10 minutes. ever since then, you've stopped to talk to him each day he studies. you know he plays volleyball, you know he works at a museum a few days a week, and you know where he's from. you aren't totally sure of his first name, but you know it starts with a "k" after you caught a glance of his ID one night. you know he has a friend, a sweet boy named yamaguchi who studies with him from time to time. and sometimes, just like tonight, the two of you ride the bus together to the student apartments.
you also know he’s incredibly attractive.
"so you're just boring," you quip as the two of you reach the bus stop, looking up at him with a grin as you sit on one of the benches. he joins you, smirking to himself at how flustered you get when he sits a little closer than normal, knees almost touching.
"i wouldn't call it boring. i would call it responsible, productive even."
you hum, squinting down the street as you see the bus approaching.
"well then, what are you going to do tonight?"
"let's see," he murmurs and pulls out his phone. scrolling through the notifications on his screen, his lip is pulled between his teeth. another habit you've noticed. "it looks like tadashi is busy," he watches your brows furrow. "yamaguchi, i mean." you nod, standing up as the bus slows to a stop. "if he's busy, that means i don't have any plans."
tsukishima steps to the side, allowing you to walk on the bus first. you sit down and he sits next to you. his excuse is that the other seats are taken. sure, he could stand. but he thinks you're pretty cute. he could spend his time studying literally anywhere else. and he wouldn't tell you, but he actually hates the library. it's too cold and the wifi isn't as strong in there.
the pretty librarian makes it worth it.
maybe it's because you're exhausted, or overly stressed, or both. those are the only reasons you would do this.
"do you want to come over?" your voice shakes slightly, nerves taking over more and more with each word. “i know you aren’t a fan, but we could study and maybe play a halloween movie in the back ground,”
tsukishima's heart races. he never, ever, thought you would ask him to hang out first.
"s-sure," he stutters, staring at his phone in an attempt to look unbothered. the bus stops with a lurch forward, copying both of your stomachs.
"um, just follow me i guess," you laugh nervously, and tsukishima just wants to hold your hand, touch your face, something. anything to get a little bit closer to you. but for now he follows behind you to your apartment. when you unlock it and welcome him in, he isn't sure what to do with himself. the intimacy of it all, seeing your own space and everything that makes you, you is overwhelming. the smell of clean clothes, a fall candle that he can't quite put his finger on, and-
"peppermint tea?"
you turn around with pure confusion written on your face.
"huh?"
he could slap himself, mortified that he said that out loud. he toes off his shoes, pushing them to the side as he sets his backpack next to them.
"i just smelled it, that's all. it smells nice," his voice is quiet, embarrassment and nerves to blame.
"oh! yeah, i just got it actually. would you like some?" you turn over your shoulder as you reach for your kettle. he nods and pulls out his laptop.
"that would be great, if you don't mind. thank you," he fidgets with his glasses, pushing them up his nose. you start to fill up the kettle, smiling at his politeness. who would have thought the snarky, aloof man that sits in the library for hours would be such a softie?
"you can sit on the couch if you would like, or the table, or the floor," you ramble on, scared that if you say the wrong thing he will just get up and leave. which of course is far from the truth, but you wouldn't know that.
"couch is fine," he replies, plopping down and flipping his laptop open. you bring over some mugs, tea bags already resting at the bottom of them. honey and sugar are placed beside them, everything ready for when the water heats up. tsukishima thinks it's sweet, how much you're doing for him.
"so," you sit next to him, a full body length away. much different than how you two were on the bus only minutes earlier. "what are you working on?"
"right now, just editing a paper. i was hoping to finish it earlier, but some girl kicked me out of the library."
you snort, setting your laptop on the coffee table. you open your notebook and pull out a pen, ready to finish up your notes.
"studying?"
you nod, lips pulling into a shy smile. "yeah, for my exam tomorrow. i just need to transfer these to my notecard," you wave the notecard back and forth. "not that it will help me any,"
tsukishima types away, eyes fixed on the screen. but, he can't help but ask. plus, he can't stop stealing glances at the way you chew the tip of your pen. he's dying to see if your lips are as soft as they look.
"why do you say that?"
you groan. "cause honestly i don't know shit about this subject, let alone anything we've studied so far. besides, i-oh shit," you're cut off by your pen flying out of your hand and into the cracks of the couch cushions. you start feeling around for it, growing frustrated quickly.
"do you only have one pen?"
"well no," you huff, digging around for it. tsukishima sighs and turns to face you, giving in to help you. the more you search, the closer you get to him, you're unaware that he's right in front of you until his fingers brush yours.
"oh," you breathe. when you look up you're face to face with the boy that makes you excited to come to work. his heavy-lidded eyes are staring at your lips, cool breath tickling your cheeks. you copy him after a couple seconds, eyes flicking down to his lips, right as he wets them with his tongue.
the hand that was on top of yours reaches up, his pointer finger tilts your chin up, and he leans in even closer.
"you should be more prepared," he breathes, fighting his instincts to lean forward and press your lips to his.
"should i?" you whisper back. he hums, and with one last glance to your lips, leans in. weeks of tension are finally about to snap, melting away on your lips.
right before you two connect, a sharp whistle from the kettle cuts through the air. the two of you jump, pushing back from each other. tsukishima's cheeks are dusted pink, lips slightly parted and his glasses have slipped down his nose slightly. you're not any better; cheeks warm, pupils blown, and heart racing.
"s-sorry, let me grab that," you scramble out of your seat and shuffle to the stove, taking the kettle off as quick as you can.
tsukishima tries to calm his breath back down before you come over. he can't think straight. adrenaline is pumping through his veins. he feel so intoxicated, and he hasn't even kissed you yet. let alone hugged you, or held hands, or-
"tsukishima? did you still want some tea?"
he focuses once more and blinks up at you, holding the kettle carefully, giving him a nervous grin.
"y-yeah i would love some, please," he breathes, taking off his rub his eyes a little in hopes of clearing his mind. you pour some water in each mug before returning to the kitchen. tsukishima wakes his computer up once more in hopes that he can finish this paper and get to bed at a decent hour.
meanwhile, you're stalling in the kitchen as long as you can. you don't want to sit down. you wish the kettle never went off. who knows what you would be doing right now. you want more of him, you want to ignore homework and talk for hours with him.
"tsukishima, what's your name?"
"didn't you just say it?"
his snarky comment is almost comforting, helping you to feel a little more at ease with his much more normal behavior.
"you know what i mean. what's your first name? i know it starts with a ‘k’. you know mine, so it's only fair that i know yours," you explain, toeing on your slippers before sinking into the couch.
"you wear a name tag, of course i know your name."
you huff and pull your notes out once more.
"it's kei," he turns to face you.
"kei," you repeat back. tsukishima could scream right now. he knows that he's impatient, he knows that he tends to have a shorter fuse. but this? this is torture.
"could i get a glass of water?" he stands up and looks towards the kitchen, desperately hoping that you come with him.
"oh, yeah! let me show you where it is," you stand up and follow him into the kitchen, about to reach your arm out to point towards the cupboard of cups when he grabs your hand, pulling you towards him. you gasp, and before you can form the words he pulls you in, pushing his lips against yours. you feel like melting, lips moving together perfectly, the softness of his kiss versus the harshness of his movements making you dizzy. you pull away to catch your breath, and when you look up you're met with a very needy tsukishima. pupils blown wide, glasses tilted slightly, hair sticking out in places where your hands had just been.
"kei-"
"how much do you care about that test?" he breathes, taking his glasses off and placing them on the counter behind you.
"n-not as much as my others i guess, but-"
"great," he whispers, picking you up and placing you on the counter and pushing your legs apart so he can stand in between them. you squeal at the sudden movement, feeling dizzy once more at how easily he lifted you onto the counter.
"cause i don't give a fuck about my paper either," he whispers against your jaw, reveling in the small gasp he gets out of you at the action. "i can't seem to focus on anything,"
you slide your arms down his biceps, distracted by the sound of your heart thumping in your ears. you have never felt this way, felt this electric from a simple kiss. you look into his eyes once more and lean up to where your lips barely meet.
"prove it."
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