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“Yachi? I’m really not sure about this one.”
At the sound of her friends disappointed voice, the blonde girl looked up from her phone.
Yamaguchi had just left the dressing room and turned a little from left to right to show off to her, clearly uncomfortable with the suit on his body.
His face was pulled in a deep frown and he tugged at the too short sleeves a little, trying to pull them down to look at least acceptable.
“I mean maybe it’s the horrible dressing room light but-”
“No you’re right.”, Yachi agreed, a sad tone in her words. This was the seventh suit they were trying out and nothing seemed to work out for them. Either it was the color that was off and didn’t suit him or it was the fit of the pants or jacket just looking incredibly awkward on him. At this point she could tell that Yamaguchi was frustrated and unhappy; and if she wasn’t mistaken - which she was sure she wasn’t because they had known each other for three years now - he was starting to blame himself for not finding anything he was happy with. “And you are sure you don’t want a black suit? Didn’t you like the one we saw?”
The suggestion made her friend sigh and he shook his head.
“No- I mean I would wear it, but Tsukki said his suit is blue and I- I don’t want us to look bad next to each other.”, there was a certain defeat in the freckled teens voice, that Yachi didn’t like one bit. She knew full and well that this was stressing her friend out more than it should and that it wouldn’t be long till he got downright anxious about it.
“How about uhm- How about you go back inside the dressing room and I see what I can find, okay? I mean there’s plenty of suits left!”
Quickly, she stood up and pushed Yamaguchi forward, an encouraging smile on her face before she hurried back into the store.
Soon enough she found herself in front of an array of suits in multiple colors. She skipped the black ones immediately, moving on to more color. Purple had already been disqualified half an hour ago and white had followed just now, which still left her with plenty of choices. Knowing Yamaguchi, though, she ignored the grey suits, mostly because they all seemed to have patterns or textures that he had made clear he didn’t want.
For a second she stopped in front of a red suit, quickly deciding that this was probably the worst possible choice and continued until she found herself in front of an almost teal colored suit. Her eyebrows raised and she cramped out her phone, quickly opening the pictures Tsukishima had sent her of his suit.
Not too bad
, she though as she took the suit of the rack, holding it up to the light. The teal had a hint more blue in it than green, turning the color in darker direction that seemed to compliment the one of Tsukishima’s suit quite well.
A big smile covered her face as she returned to Yamaguchi.
“Yamauchi! I think I found just the one! I know the color might be a little risky, but trust me with this time!”, she exclaimed, picturing how perfectly the silky looking fabric would compliment Yamaguchi’s tan skin and hair color. “This one is just perfect! Y-You will look amazing!”
There was a little bit of ruffling within the dressing room before her friend poked out his head, looking slightly worried. Maybe she shouldn’t have described the color as risky.
Before he could say anything though, she pushed the suit into his hands and him with it back into the room, her own excitement about this one all too apparent, and closed the door behind him, despite Yamaguchi’s surprised protests.
Still, he didn’t seem to object her decision, though, as she could hear him slipping into the pants. For a moment she had been worried that she grabbed the wrong size, but the pleasantly surprised humm from behind the door told her otherwise.
Soon enough the lock clicked and Yamaguchi stood in front of her nervously, looking far more natural and comfortable in this attire than the previous ones. The sleeves were long enough and the pants looked like a perfect fit; even the shoulders of the suit jacket weren’t too wide. A huge wave of pride flooded Yachi at the realization that the color looked
stunning
on the freckled teen and she held up her phone next to him to match the teal with the blue of Tsukishima’s once again.
“Mhhhhh.”, she simply hummed, tapping her chin as if she was deep in thought, before her judging expression was exchanged with another smile. “Well, if- if I was into men, I’d take you for sure.”, she said, gently bumping her elbow into Yamaguchi’s side, which caused the taller one to laugh a little. “How about you though? Do you like it?”
The enthusiastic nod Yachi received made her happy.
“You will be by far the most handsome couple!”, she giggled and the wide smile on her friends face spoke more than a thousand words and so did the little jump in his steps once they left the store, hands gripping tightly to the plastic bag like it was his most prized possession.
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When Yachi’s phone went off the evening of prom and she caught sight off the picture Yamaguchi had sent her, she knew she had been right with her assumption of them being the possibly prettiest couple of the evening.
Especially with the way they were standing close to each other, Tsukishima resting one of his hands on the others hip, slightly bent down to press his lips to a freckled cheek and Yamaguchi with the biggest and happiest smile she had seen on this face in a long time.
The picture came with a single message: “Thank you,Yachi!”