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“Hey, could you wait here for a minute, Tsukishima?” Kageyama requested. The blond turned to look at the other, “What is it?” he asked. The raven lifted a hand and pointed at the bakery just a few feet in front of them. Tsukishima hummed, letting his friend do his usual routine of buying bread on their way back to their dorm.
Every time they were done with Friday classes, Kageyama would always have the urge to buy bread from the bakery down the street of their campus. Tsukishima would always wait outside for him, headphones plugged in playing whatever song he fancied that day as he watched the hustle and bustle of the town go on about in front of him.
Sometimes, when the bakery’s door would open for just a split second, the smell of freshly baked goods would be tempting for the blond. But he resisted, he knew he’d be like Kageyama once he surrendered. He didn’t plan on using his money on bread— he doesn’t have that big of an appetite anyway.
Until today, that is.
As the both of them made their way down the usual path again, it suddenly started raining. Not a drizzle, but rather cats and dogs. And being the busy college students that they were, neither of them had remembered to bring an umbrella. They ran towards the bakery as fast as they could and immediately took shelter inside.
The warmth of the place slowly took over them, but that still couldn’t replace the fact that they were absolutely soaked to the bone. “I told you it would be raining today.” Kageyama said. Tsukishima clicked his tongue, “You say that, and yet I don’t see an umbrella in your possession.” he replied.
A pair of towels were suddenly handed to the both of them. The two lifted their heads up to see a boy with green messy hair and a very freckled face. “Sorry, but you two are blocking the entrance.” he stated. “Please dry yourselves off in the corner, if you two don’t plan on going back in this weather that is.” he added with an apologetic smile.
“Thank you.” Kageyama took the towel and began to wipe his hair with it. “Come on, Tsukishima.” he called out to his friend as he turned to walk towards an empty spot in the bakery. The blond didn’t hear him, as he was too focused on staring at the other boy in front of him.
Hmm, he’s kinda cute.
Wait, what?
“Sir?” the freckled boy started waving the towel at him, a seemingly confused expression on his face. “O-oh, thank you.” Tsukishima stuttered. He took the towel and walked towards Kageyama as fast as he could, drooping the towel over his head in order to hide his embarrassed face under it.
“Took you long enough.” Kageyama said. Tsukishima sent a glare at him, but it wasn’t as menacing as it should be because of his blushing face. The raven widened his eyes with surprise, “What an interesting face you have there, Tsukishima.” he stated.
“I don’t wanna hear that from you.” Tsukishima scoffed, looking away from him. Kageyama hummed and proceeded to look around the shop. “Do you want anything while we’re here?” he asked, picking up a tray and a pair of tongs from beside him.
The blond raised an eyebrow, “Are you paying?” he asked.
The raven shrugged, “Sure, but I won’t next time.” he replied.
‘Next time?’, Tsukishima thought. “Bold of you to assume that there will be a ‘next time’, Kageyama.” the blond said, following the other as he walked around the displays. Kageyama didn’t respond, which meant that he was pretty confident in what he said.
“Are you gonna choose something or not?” the raven asked.
“...I’ll have an egg tart.” Tsukishima reluctantly replied.
Tsukishima doesn’t like to admit it, but he’s been thinking about that freckled baker ever since that day. It’s stupid, really. Why him of all people? Of all the people he’s met throughout his life- women and men and everyone in between alike- why this one? Or maybe’s he’s just over-reacting. Yeah, that’s probably it. It’s just some over-thinking, no more no less.
Until the freckled boy in question showed up at his door, a tray of baked treats in hand.
“Oh, it’s you.” the cute- no, the absolutely normal baker said. “Would you like a treat?” he lifted up the tray with a smile. Tsukishima looked back and forth at the boy and his treats with a confused look. Was he supposed to take one for free?
“Yamaguchi?” Kageyama suddenly appeared from behind the blond. He looked at the tray and instantly smiled at the sight of food. “Oh, thank you.” the raven said, grabbing a cookie and quickly shoving it into his mouth.
Tsukishima only grew more confused about what was happening right now. “Aren’t you gonna take one?” Kageyama said, although with his mouth full, the blond could barely even understand what he was saying. “Thank you.” Tsukishima took the same treat that Kageyama did and took a small bite.
“I’ll be going on now, have a nice day!” Yamaguchi bid them goodbye and went about on his day. Tsukishima took one last peek at him before slowly closing the door, back facing it as he slid down. Kageyama swallowed his cookie and eyed his roommate with both concern and curiosity. “You okay there?” he asked.
“Does he do that often?” the blond said instead.
The raven furrowed his eyebrows, “He’s from the cooking club, so maybe.” he replied. Tsukishima quickly got on his feet and grabbed Kageyama by the shoulders. “He’s from the what?” he said.
“The cooking club, they bake and hand out some treats every Saturday afternoon.”
“And you knew about this?”
“Hinata’s in the cooking club. Also, you have morning classes so you miss them all the time.”
Tsukishima groaned, slamming his face against the wall because of his and his roommate’s own stupidity. “Are you okay, Tsukishima?” Kageyama asked. The blond didn’t feel like replying, and instead brought the half-eaten cookie in his hand to his mouth, finishing the remainder of it. The treat had a hint of chocolate and caramel inside it, a mixture that left his mouth melting from the sweetness.
“Peachy.” he replied.
Ever since that incident, Tsukishima has now followed Kageyama’s habit of going into the bakery and buying some treats every Friday. He’ll never say it to the raven himself, but yes, that egg tart he bought before was delicious. And now he’s interested in more of the baked goods, which is more of a warning sign for him than anything.
“Kageyama, good afternoon.” Yamaguchi greeted as the two of them reached the counter. “I see you brought your friend again today.” he tried to make small talk as he rounded up their order. The thought had only come to Tsukishima just then— did Yamaguchi not know his name?
“I got him addicted to your family’s bread now.” Kageyama chuckled.
“Family?” Tsukishima echoed.
The both of them nodded. “My family runs this place, I come and help when I don’t have classes.” Yamaguchi explained. The other two exchanged money for a brief moment as the baker quickly packaged the order up. “Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve caught your name yet.” he said to the blond.
‘Oh, but you’ve caught something else’, Tsukishima thought.
Wait, what is happening right now?
“Tsukishima Kei.” the blond said. “I’m a sophomore studying law.” he added. Beside him, Kageyama had finished paying and was already stuffing one of the baked treats into his mouth.
“Yamaguchi Tadashi, I’m studying home economics.” the freckled boy said. “It’s nice to meet you.”
It surely is.