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I'm lying on Tsukki’s bed, completely still. I don't even know why, I've been here so many times before. Maybe it's because of how distant we've been getting. It's odd, almost as if Tsukki has been avoiding me. I don’t get why he would, nothing significant has happened between us, other than the fact that I might want to be more than friends, but I haven't told him, so that can’t possibly be it. Can it? And we might be crossing the line between platonic and romantic, but maybe that's just how Tsukki is with people he really likes, like he doesn’t have that many people who are close with him like I am, so I’m probably over reacting.
Tsukki’s door opens and I'm jolted from my thoughts “We should be leaving soon, Yams,” Tsukki states, pushing up his glasses.
Honestly, just laying with him would have been nice, especially since he looks so cu- I mean we haven't hung out in a while! I mean, we do hang out almost everyday, but like not everyday, so it counts as not hanging out in a while! Augh, I need to get a grip.
"Yeah, you're right. Don't want to be late to practice" I say as I sit on the edge of the bed, his stupid little dinosaur sheets bunching up around my thighs as I scoot to the edge. They’re cute, especially since it's Tsukki actually expressing his interest out loud, rather than in that small head of his.
I hear Tsukki murmur something as he rolls his eyes. But he doesn't roll them in the way he rolls them at Hinata or Kageyama, a way only I'm familiar with. His eyes are such a pretty colour, I mean mine are also brown but his have that extra colour in them, like gold almost. I wonder if I ever got close enough I could see them behind his glasses. Because you never know, his glasses could be blocking the actual colour, and that is totally why I would ever be that close to him, no other reason.
That thought sends a pink tint to my cheeks as I speak, "Did you say something, Tsukki?" I see his face flush, as does mine, the teasing tone that meant to reach that question came out, I don't know, flirty. I need to work on my tone, especially when I’m talking to friends, can’t let them get the wrong idea, right? Or maybe the idea might not be so wrong. Nope. Strictly platonic Yams, pull it together.
“I said, again, we don't want to be late again," he rolls his eyes again and jostles his blonde hair. He's cute when he does that. No. Stop it Yamaguchi. I hoist myself up and grab my bag. I nudge Tsukki's arm with my shoulder as I say "It was totally your fault," I pause before subconsciously looking him up and down, then continue "You were the one who insisted we stayed in bed longer.”
His face flushes, but just enough to notice a shift. "Whatever, Yams. Let's just hurry, " he says, brushing against me as he picks up his bag. Odd. Tsukki never brushes off a tease so easily, or blushes for that matter. We walk out his door and head to practice, hands brushing as we walk down the road.
We're in the changing room now, and I can't help but steal a glance as Tsukki takes off his top. He's wearing a stupid dinosaur t-shirt I bought him last Christmas. It's stupid, but when I was shopping I saw it and it reminded me of him, so inevitably, I bought it for him. It comes off his head and his blonde hair is all messy. I reach up to fix it with a smirk, "Your hair is such a mess Tsukki"
He peers down at me and a giant smirk forms on his face, “You can't be talking"
That's when I look into a nearby mirror to see more than my usual strand of hair sticking up. "Well, I'm fixing yours, shouldn't you return the favor?" My hand is still on his head when I feel his reach mine, "Of course I will, you desperately need all the help you can get.” His hand moves around my head as mine drops from his no longer messy blonde hair. I feel my whole body heat up, and pray no one can tell. I'm still red and hot when he releases my head and stares down at me, a small smile on his lips.