Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x fem! reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: cursing
Word Count: 1.2k
Summary: Kei was perfectly fine being single and lonely. That is, until you walked into his life…
A/N: soft tsukki head go brrr
This is also a part of the campaign for my wife ( @snoozless ) to become a tsukki simp so send some tsukki love her way!
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Tsukishima glared at your sleeping form. How could you be so careless? The teacher was lecturing about the exam just next friday and here you were, fast asleep. He knew you were going to come to him and beg for help on studying, and while he didn’t necessarily want to help you, he knew he would. You had annoyingly clung to his side ever since Yamaguchi had introduced you to him. But for some weird fucking reason, Tsukishima couldn’t bring himself to mind.
He kept staring at your profile as you rested your head on your folded hands. It stirred an emotion inside of him that he didn’t quite recognize. He kept staring trying to figure out what it was, what was so special about-
“Tsukishima, would you like to pay attention instead of staring off into the distance?” The teacher snapped him out of his thoughts.
Tsukishima frowned and nodded at the teacher, but as soon as they turned around, his eyes were back on you.
You were looking right at him, a happy little smirk on your face. You sent him a little wave then turned back to the board.
Fuck. You have been a literal pain in his ass ever since he first met you.
I was fine before I met you / I was broken but fine / I was lost and uncertain / But my heart was still mine
“Hey, Tsukki wait up!” Tsukishima stopped and waited for his friend to catch up to him without looking up from his phone. He was surfing his playlist, looking for a good song to listen to before he started practice.
“Hey,” Yamaguchi called again, but this time from Tsukishima’s side. Tsukishima sent him a glance, a ‘what do you want’ kind of look, only to notice that Yamaguchi wasn’t alone.
Weird. Tsukishima barely even glanced at the girl before turning back to his phone. He pretended to turn one on and put his phone in his pocket. Yamaguchi continued to talk anyway.
“So this is Y/n. You guys are in the same math class, but you probably don’t know her. She and I are in the same English class and she tutors me in English but then I found out she was doing bad in math and thought ‘Hey I know someone who’s good at math’ and turns out she already knew you. She was just too intimidated to ask you- ow hey it true!” Yamaguchi paused to rub his arm where you smacked him lightly, no doubt embarrassed. “Anyways, can you help her for me, your friend?”
Kei sighed. “Why do I have to help her if you’re the one who owes her?”
Yamaguchi was about to respond indignantly when you spoke up.
“I know you have no reason to, but I try very hard and I just don’t get it. I promise I will work even harder if you tutor me, and I promise-”
“Fine,” Tsukishima sighed. He turned away and started walking at a brisk pace. “Whatever, I’ll do it. Just quit whining already. Meet me tomorrow morning at the library.”
“Thank you, thank you!” You cheered. He didn’t see you hug Yamaguchi and the way his cheeks grew red at the action.
He also didn’t see the way you looked at his ass as he walked away.
I was free before I met you / I was broken but free / All alone in the clear view
“How is 62 the answer?” You groaned. “I just don’t get it, I’m fucking stupid.”
“I mean, you’re not wrong,” Tsukki replied dryly.
You leaned over and hit him. “I am not stupid,” you cried.
“Then why’d you say it?”
“Because you’re supposed to comfort me and say that I am not!”
Tsukki just rolled his eyes.
“Tsukki, I am going to tell ‘Dashi that you’re being mean to me,” you said grumpily and pulled out your phone.
Tsukki thought for a moment. “Why do you call Tadashi by his first name and not me?”
You put down your phone and stared at Tsukishima. “Because I figured you wouldn’t like it.”
“Why wouldn’t I? You didn’t care if I liked it or not when you started calling me Tsukki.”
“True,” you shrugged. “But I guess that’s really personal for people who aren’t friends.”
“We aren’t friends?”
“Are we?” You raised an eyebrow.
Tsukki shrugged and looked away. “I don’t know, I figured you would have made that decision on your own.”
“Am I allowed to?”
Tsukki shrugged again.
“What a way to ask someone to be their friend,” you laughed. Tsukki felt a pang in his chest at the sound.
“I am not asking for anything,” Tsukki growled. “Besides, we should get back to studying.”
“Alright, Kei,” you answered, an edge to your voice that Kei couldn’t quite decipher.
But now you are all I see
“Hey, Y/n,” Kei began, breaking the fragile silence.
“Yeah, Kei?” You answered completely oblivious to his inner turmoil. He felt shudder down his spine the way you whispered his name, his first name.
“Would you like to come to our game tomorrow?” He spoke quickly and quietly, almost hoping that you wouldn’t hear. He looked down at his book while he spoke, feigning nonchalance.
“Oh, Tsukki I would love that!” You answered giddily. You tried to play down your excitement but you just couldn’t. “I thought you didn’t like people watching your games? Yams said you don’t even like your brother coming.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it,” Kei frowned. He closed the book in front of him and looked up at you. “I just don’t want my brother there.”
“Or anyone else,” you added with a grin.
“I want you there.” The response came so easily to Kei, much easier than the lies he had been telling himself for the past months.
“Then I’ll be there,” you smiled.
“Since it’s not on a school day,” Kei stopped to clear his throat. “And you know, you won’t be wearing your uniform, do you wanna wear something else, you know, so they know what team you are cheering for?”
You cocked your head to the side. “I don’t know what you’re getting at, Tsukki?’
“Do you wanna wear my jersey? I have an extra one.” He paused when your eyes widened. “I mean you don’t have to, it’s not like I care-”
“Sure I honestly would love to,” you responded, heat rising to your cheeks. “You know what people will think though…”
“Since when have I cared what other people thought?” Kei scoffed, rolling his eyes. He leaned down to reach into his backpack and pulled out one of his jerseys. “Here, it’s clean,” he added when you didn’t take it.
You smiled and took it. “Kinda cocky to bring it without knowing if I would even come to the game,” you smirked as you put the jersey into your own bag.
“Whatever, I knew you would say yes,” he said. But honestly, he didn’t. The only reason he brought the jersey is because his team forced it on him after morning practice.
“Well now I don’t have to pick out an outfit, I’ll just wear this.”
Kei flushed at the thought.
“Yeah, whatever, let’s get back to work, idiot.”
Ooh, why’d you have to go and make me like you? / Yeah this is a feeling I’m not used to (ooh)
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