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“The nurse says we can go now after you eat, so eat up now!” Kuroo nods happily while eating his sandwich. They were still in the infirmary, waiting for Kuroo to finish eating. Yaku came in earlier with Lev, the first year apologizing and Yaku asking if he’s okay now and that he can skip practice tomorrow. Kuroo protested but with Tsukishima’s grip on his hand, he nods anyway.
“Kei,”
“Yes, Tetsu?”
“I love it when you call me that,” Tsukishima rolled his eyes but he was smiling. Kuroo continued to eat, his mouth closed but was smiling to the blond.
“Tetsu…”
“Hm?”
“About this tattoo…” Tsukishima caressed the leaves on his hand before looking at Kuroo in the eyes. “I know who gave me this,”
“Is it Ushijima?”
When Tsukishima nods, Kuroo just smiled, putting his sandwich down to caress the blond’s cheek. “Damn, you’re so attractive you captivated both captains of different clubs.” Kuroo laughs when he sees the deep blush his boyfriend was sporting. “How did you know?”
“He saw it and he… it’s pretty cute actually.”
“Cute?!”
“That’s…”
“Yeah, this is new…” Tsukishima doesn’t know why he’s nervous all of the sudden with Ushijima finding out about his new tattoo. He laughs, still looking at his hand. “I got this today, I think?”
“Tsukishima…”
“Yes?” The blond looks up to see a blushing Ushijima! The basketball captain was blushing and looking down at his feet in front of him! Tsukishima then sees in the corner of his eyes the mad expression of Tendou looking at him. He raised his brow at Tendou and the red head was shocked that he’s actually looking at him.
Tendou pursed his lips up, almost looking like he was about to cry before sighing and turning back around. Well, that was weird, Tsukishima looked at the retreating back of Tendou before averting his eyes back to the captain.
Then there he noticed a tattoo on his neck. A cloud. The details of it were so cool and realistic, and it seems like it’s so vibrant. Like the love of that person is so pure and real.
“I like you.”
“Wha—?”
“That tattoo…” Ushijima held his hand out and waits for permission. When Tsukishima gets him, he nods and shyly puts his hand on the warm palm, his small hand fitting just right in Ushijima’s palm.
But Kuroo’s hand is a perfect fit for him.
“I think… I gave it to you.” Tsukishima processed the information for a while before gasping, his eyes wide as some of the basketball members looked at them with confusion and shock. “I like you.”
“Ushijima-san…” Really, Tsukishima doesn’t know what to say. He’s speechless. Why would Ushijima like someone like him? I mean, there are others who are way more pretty and smart and—
“Did I make you uncomfortable?”
“Ah—ah…” The blond sighs. “Ushijima-san… I’m sorry…”
Tsukishima expected something drastic or anything but unexpectedly the tall captain just smiled, genuinely smiled and he’s pretty sure he heard some of his team gasped. “I… I kind of, well…”
“It’s okay. At least you’re honest. I like honesty.” Well, he’s pretty straightforward and kind of emotionless since he told that to the blond with a straight tone of voice. “Thank you, Ushijima-san. For liking me but I’m also sorry because… my heart belongs to an idiot—”
“Is it Bokuto?”
“What- no. It’s Kuroo-san,” Ushijima nods, apologizing for mistaking Bokuto as the idiot Tsukishima loves because that vice-captain of the volleyball club is kind of annoying and making friendly gestures at him. “It’s Kuroo?” Their gazes went to the volleyball boys club, at the other side of the gym.
Ushijima gazed down at the hand he’s holding before going down to kiss it. “Thank you for hearing out my confession.”
Tsukishima feels like dying, from embarrassment and from blushing too much. He can feel his heart beating so loud against his ribcage and it’s making him sweat and all. Ushijima is a gentleman and Tsukishima wishes for him to find the perfect lover to love him with all their heart.
Speaking of lover, “No problem…” Ushijima lets go of his hand, both boys still blushing. “Uhmm… Ushijima-san.”
“Yes?”
“I hope you will find someone that will love you whole,” The captain smiled again (and a chorus of gasps was heard, again) bowing to the blond. “And I think you should look in front of you. A grumpy red-head is glaring…”
“A what?
“And that’s when I heard your team shouting your name.”
“So I’m the idiot you love?”
“Yes.” Tsukishima smiled as Kuroo shook his head, reminding his boyfriend that he was in fact in class 5, and the student council vice-president. “But let me also remind you that you’re required to attend review sessions.”
“Oh… that.” Tsukishima sighs, now feeling guilty for he knows he was the main reason Kuroo lost his focus. “Kuroo…”
“Hm?” Kuroo took the last bite of his sandwich before looking at his moonshine. “I’m sorry I caused you trouble that you failed your exams…” The blond sighs, avoiding Kuroo’s gaze. “Hey, hey, babe.” Kuroo immediately pulled the covers off of his legs so he can maneuver himself towards Tsukishima. “It’s not your fault, babe.” He cupped his cheeks, looking at those golden orbs he loves so much.
“It will never be your fault. I was the one that fucked up, I made you cry.” He kissed his cheeks one by one, appreciating the blush tainting Tsukishima’s cheeks. “Don’t worry, moonshine. We’re fine now,” The tall blond nods, accepting the soft, dry lips landing against his own. He misses Kuroo so much.
“I love you, Kei.”
~*~
“I clearly know this.” Kuroo huffed, looking at Yamaguchi with distaste but the freckled man just smiled sheepishly, “But Kuroo-san, you got it all wrong, especially the spelling for ‘receive’.”
“What the wha—” Kuroo looked at his papers then at Yamaguchi’s papers. The big ‘X’ mark on his answer clearly tells him he’s wrong but his pride is higher than anything. “Unfair.” Yamaguchi just chuckled, pointing to Kuroo where he did wrong and what he should do to fix it. The captain just pouts and listens, accepting his defeat.
Yamaguchi is a cool guy, Kuroo admits. He has been teaching Kuroo at the review session and it’s quite embarrassing, to be honest, but Yamaguchi knows everything about the English language.
“I’ll leave you two to study,” Tsukishima, who has been with them all the time and was eating, said as he stood up, not forgetting to kiss Kuroo’s head. “I’ll just go to my locker,” While walking briskly towards his locker, he greeted some of his classmates, a little used to their friendliness.
“Blondie.” Tsukishima stopped in his tracks as soon as he recognized that voice from anywhere, “Uhm… Tendou-san…”
Tendou pouts at Tsukishima, walking up to the blond with his arms crossed against his chest. “Yes?” Even though Tsukishima was taller, he still feels like the red head can smash him to the ground anytime. Tendou just looked at him, from head to toe, like judging everything Tsukishima has.
The blond feels uneasy.
“Thanks,” As soon as that word left Tendou’s mouth, Tsukishima feels like something is going on. What made Tendou say such nice word? “Because Ushi…”
“Uh…?”
“He’s right, you’re…” Tsukishima waits anxiously, Tendou was acting strange, what’s wrong with this red head.
“You’re kinda cute,” Needless to say, Tsukishima was wide eyed as Tendou blushed, looking elsewhere. “But it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t like you!” Still, with his eyes wide, he sees Tendou huffing and pouting at him, raising his chin in the air to make it look like he’s intimidating the blond.
“Uhm…”
“Ushijima is mine, got it?”
“I know,”
“And do not—wha?”
Tsukishima laughed at the shock expression the red head was showing him. He’s right, Tendou is like a child that needs attention and mean no harm. “I kind of noticed that you like Ushijima-san.”
“I still don’t like you,” Tendou turned his back before stomping away, face red as he murmurs how annoying Tsukishima is. The blond just shook his head, laughing as he makes his way to his locker.
~*~
“I can’t!”
“Yes you can!”
“I fucking can’t!”
“I’m leaving,”
“Wait, Tsukishima!” Tendou took a hold of Tsukishima’s arm, his arm a total contrast to Tsukishima’s pale and tattoo-less arms. He was fidgeting as he watches Ushijima eating alone peacefully by the benches. “What?”
“Be supportive!” Tendou whines, putting his hand on his mouth as he realized he was too loud and their captain might hear them. “I am supportive, Tendou-san. It’s just that you’re not being supportive to yourself.” The red head sighs, letting go of Tsukishima’s arm in the process. “You’re right. I’m sorry…”
“Don’t apologize, Tendou-san. Just go and approach Ushijima-san,” Tsukishima smiled sincerely, the afternoon sunlight highlights his face and the wind blows against his soft curls gently and, to be honest, he looks so ethereal that Tendou can’t help but stare.
Now he knows why Ushijima likes him.
“O-okay…” Tendou looks down, blushing madly. The blond just nods, pushing Tendou a little before walking away, not before the red head stopped him and engulfed the blond in a hug. “T-thanks…” He lets go of the blond before running away towards their captain, leaving a very stunned Tsukishima.
~*~
Tsukishima yawns, putting the paper down along with the others he was done rechecking, tired from helping Kuroo all day with the paper works. “Babe, thanks for helping me,” It was already past afternoon and Kuroo wasn’t allowed to participate in afternoon practice for now so he was stuck doing paper works because he’s the vice-president and Daichi’s busy. “We’re almost done right?”
“Yeah…” Kuroo stretched his arms above his head, letting out an airy shout before resting one of his tattooed arms behind the blond, pulling Tsukishima closer to him. The blond complies happily, resting his head against Kuroo’s chest. “You know… we’re alone now.”
Tsukishima just rolled his eyes, looking up to the volleyball captain before pressing his lips against his. Kuroo smiled, locking Tsukishima in his embrace with his other arms. They meshed their lips together in a quiet tango, it was soft and sweet and everything heavenly. “Hmm… love you,” Kuroo managed to murmur between his kisses and was replied with a sweet moan from the blond that sends shivers down his spine.
He languidly trails his messy kisses on Tsukishima’s jaw then to his neck, sucking on it gently. The blond puts his hands up Kuroo’s hair, caressing it as he feels the good sensation of Kuroo’s soft lips against his skin. “T-Tetsu…” The captain then puts his hand on the collar of his shirt, pulling it down to suck on those collarbones but stopped midway, eyes wide and lips perked as he stares.
Tsukishima who had his eyes closed waits and waits and wait—“Tetsu?” He called out almost panting, eyes opening to see why Kuroo stopped all of the sudden.
“WhAAAAAAAT?”
“Huh?”
“You…”
“Kuroo??” Tsukishima entangled his fingers in Kuroo’s hair, putting it on his shoulders to take a better look at the other’s face. “Kur—”
“NEW TATTOO!!” Kuroo pointed at his collarbone accusingly, looking at it with a terrified expression. Tsukishima immediately looked down, pulling his shirt’s collar down and there he sees, a red feather tattoo.
Red.
Tsukishima sighs, glancing back up at Kuroo who was frozen in place. “Tendou…”
~*~
“So who do you think will win if we exchange sports?” Bokuto asked Ushijima and the basketball captain can’t help but think, too. They were seated on the bench, the basketball club and volleyball club were sharing courts again and the captain and vice-captain are in a deep conversation that they are neglecting their own team.
There was a frown etched on Ushijima’s face as he thinks of a proper answer to the vice-captain’s question. “I mean imagine it, you spiking a ball is so different that shooting it, right?”
“How about dribbling?” Ushijima muttered, looking at Bokuto with a straight face. Bokuto gasped, putting his hand over his mouth as he nods feverishly, explaining to Ushijima about things that Akaashi doesn’t need to know.
“Akaashi-san.”
“Let’s forget him.”
Konoha snickered, looking at their vice-captain talking intently to Ushijima. “The basketball team looks so shock.”
“Especially that red-head.”
“Let’s all vote for Akaashi to be the vice-captain!” Konoha shouts, walking away from the scene.