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Scrolling through your phone as the train carried on its path on the tracks, you chuckled slightly as Yuuji sent you a meme through text. Texting a reply, your nerves seemed to settle as you two texted back and forth. Yuuji knew of your nerves that settled once you had gotten that text from Daichi despite years of no contact since high school, but despite the past and with encouragement from Yuuji, you accepted his offer of a reunion with the volleyball club.
After that fated day that you could never seem to forget at the game with Tsukishima, you had quit the volleyball club with no clear reason for the rest of the team. The only people who had an idea was Tsukishima and Yachi, whom you had apologized soon after the incident. She was the only one who you kept any contact with, albeit only a little, but you still felt guilt anytime you two texted. She surprised you with how forgiving she was, despite what you did to her.
Tsukishima on the other hand, never spoke to you after that day and vice versa. Not that you were complaining.
The train quickly slowed to a stop, and you pulled your coat closer to your body as you stepped out, the cold wind whipping your face, feeling your cheeks and nose redden quickly. Joining the crowd of holiday shoppers, you shuffled through the crowd for about fifteen minutes, before spotting the bar you’d be joining the rest of the team in.
Entering and taking off your coat and boots, you were directed to the private room they were in. Taking a deep breath before you opened the door, you remembered Yuuji’s encouraging words before sliding open the door.
All eyes were on you, everyone from your short time on the volleyball team taking in your appearance. Checking the time on your phone, you asked aloud,”Am I late?” Laughter broke out, Tanaka quickly getting up to clap your shoulder and sit you beside him. You were met with greeting by everyone, everyone warmly embracing your presence despite you seemingly leaving them in the dust.
Quickly ordering drink, you caught up quickly with everyone, congratulating the Tanaka’s engagement and expressing your sadness over Nishinoya’s move. Everything seemed normal, but you could feel familiar eyes staring at you every time you talked.
The glasses seemed to go quick, and you loosened up quicker than you thought, even moving seats to sit beside Yachi, as she was the closest one to you out of everyone. As you reached to grab another drink, Yachi gasped as she reached and grabbed your hand.
“You’re engaged!” She exclaimed.
All eyes turned to you, before being bombarded by questions. Who was the lucky girl? Who proposed? How long have you been engaged? Laughing at their eagerness to know, you felt your ears burn from the attention and slightly from the alcohol.
“Ah, I proposed last spring, and I was so nervous I fell into the fountain I was proposing by. Out wedding is going to be next summer, and it’s going to be at the lake they asked me out.” Aww’s were let out through the room, and you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Looking at the contact photo, it was Yuuji, speak of the devil.
“Speaking of which, it’s them. I’ll be right back,” You slid out if the room to step outside into the alleyway, quieter than inside with only the slight sound of traffic. Picking up, you smiled as Yuuji was making sure you’re okay and if you wanted him to come pick you up. Laughing at him, you calmed his nerves, fiddling with the ring on your finger. Laughing as he made sure for the hundredth time your were okay, you sighed a goodbye to him.
“I love you, Yuuji. See you soon,” Was your last words before you hung up.
“Terushima Yuuji?” A voice called out beside you. You whipped your head to see Tsukishima standing beside you, looking at your phone screen which illuminated a picture of you and your fiancé, a kiss being held to your cheek.
Stuffing your phone into your pocket, you ignored Tsukishima’s gaze to light a cigarette. “Yes, Terushima Yuuji.” You murmured, pressing the cigarette to your lips. Tsukishima held his own out, and you quickly lit his with no objection.
“Since when did you smoke?” He asked, taking a short drag. You kept the stick between your lips as you muttered,”Picked it up in high school as a stress reliever. I think you’re smart enough to know which event,” Tsukishima said nothing to that, a silence filling the air.
After a few moments of silence being the only sound filling the air, Tsukishima broke it with a solemn,”I’m sorry.” Glancing over in shock, you gave a slight scoff before throwing your cigarette to the ground and stomping it out. “What’s the apology for?”
“For everything I did that made you quit.”
“Oh yeah, sure. Just drop it, I want to forget it as much as you do.”
“But I know why I did what I did.”
Shooting a glare to him, you felt your temper rising as you said,”If this is gonna be one of those ‘I despised you because I like you’ explanations, I don’t want it.” Tsukishima kept quiet for a moment, before nodding. Learning of his feelings for you in high school made your stomach do flips, but not in a good way, more of a sickening way.
You felt Tsukishima move closer to you, his arm grazing yours as he breathed out,”You were nicer in high school,” Giving a slight scoff, you replied sharply,”I was walked on in high school. I was outed by you in high school. I was punched by you in high school. I liked you in high schoolz Tsukishima, I don’t know if you know this, but people change over time. If you think I was going to run into your arms after you tormented me in high school, you’re dead wrong.”
Tsukishima furrowed his brows after your rant, before turning towards you. Watching as his warm breath formed a cloud from his mouth, your eyes widened when he grabbed you softly by the shoulders. Leaning closer towards your face, he muttered,”Let me at least make sure I’m right,” At that, he closed his eyes and leaned in.
Slamming a hand to your mouth, Tsukishima’s lips met your palm, his eyes shooting open to see your harsh glare. Pushing his face away harshly, you slapped him, his face sharply turning to the right.
“What the hell is wrong with you? I’m married Tsukishima, for God’s sake!” You screamed, unabashed by confused onlookers. Shoving past him, you opened the door to the bar, not bothering to shut it as you grabbed your coat, quickly exiting again.
Looking back to Tsukishima, you stomped up to him, jabbing a finger to his chest as you seethed,”You can explain to them why I left the volleyball team and why I left tonight, you bastard.” With that, you turned and walked off, phone out to call Yuuji.
Tsukishima watched your form fade into the crowd, a solemn look on his face as he touched his lips.
“I wish I had never met you.”