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God....it’s been so long. Would he even remember what he looked like? What if he thought he was ugly?....Yes, that does sound childish but it would still hurt.
Yamaguchi was currently waiting inside a small cake shop they decided to meet up at. It was small and only had a few tables. The walls were a light pink and there were faux vines and plants scattered around.
He was anxious. Oh, so very anxious. His head snapped up at every ring of a little bell, signaling that someone had opened the door. Three people had walked in during the 10 minutes in which he was waiting. Until, finally, he walked in.
He was stunning. Yamaguchi admits that Tsukishima was always very attractive. He’s glad to see that’s followed him into adulthood. So many girls secretly had crushes on him during high school (most of which he was unaware of).
They made eye contact and Yamaguchi couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face.
“....Hey.”
“Hey.”
“Wow, you’re hot....I mean- i’m glad to see you again!”
Tsukishima laughed, “Thanks, you’re not to bad yourself.”, he blushed a bit at that, “I’m happy to see you too. So, what have you been up to?”
“Honestly? Not much..goddamn art degree.”
“You really decided to pursue art as if you’d have the motivation for it as an adult.”
“I know, I know it was stupid.”
“Don’t say that. At least you didn’t become a fucking accountant”, Tsukishima retorted, laughing a little louder than he should have.
After a couple of minutes of catching up, they decided to order a few slices of cake. Yamaguchi got lemon cake and Tsukishima got strawberry shortcake...of course he did.
“Is it still your favorite cake?”
“Is your hair still green?”
“....Well its a little more brown now. I dyed it a few months ago and its faded a lot.”
“Dumbass. Yes, it’s still my favorite” he said (with a cheesy smile on his face).
By the time they left the shop it was around 5:30 and the sun was setting.
They stayed in silence for a couple of moments until Tsukishima spoke up, “Shit. I don’t think i have enough for a cab.”
“Oh, thats fine! I can drive you back....or you can crash at my place...if you want.”
“I think thats one of my only options. I don’t want you driving all the way over there and then back.”
“Alright then, lets get going.”
They spent the drive to Yamaguchi’s house in an overall comfortable silence.
As soon as Yamaguchi opened his front door, Tsukishima walked in and plopped himself face down on the couch.
“I’m tired.”
“You didn’t even do much” Yamaguchi said as he put down his keys and took off his coat. He then sat down right next to the blonde, who rolled over and was now facing up.
“Still. So, where am i sleeping?”
“Ah, well you see...” there was a short pause. “I guess you have to sleep in my room? I don’t have a guest bedroom, as i live alone and didn’t think i’d need one..”
“Alright, so we’re sharing a bed.”
“Wait, what? I never said that-“
“Oh, come on. It’s just like old times, remember? When we would sleep in the same bed at our monthly sleepovers?”
“I...I guess it is, huh?” he said, chuckling a bit. “and I guess we better get to bed now, even though it is a bit early.”
After a few attempts of trying to get Tsukishima off the couch, he led them to the bedroom in which, once again, the taller plopped himself down on the bed.
He got into bed next to the other, took his glasses off and put them on his bedside table, and turned off the lamp.
“Goodnight.”
He got a slurred “G’night” in response.
He had missed this. So much.
He never wants to lose this again.