𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒
ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~♡
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1:35 ───ㅇ───── 3:47
❝━𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒? 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒?❞
ᴛʏʟᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ
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Tsukishima's eyes pierced into yours, his gaze never averting. A saddened, guilty expression quickly took over his features leaving your eyes widened at the sight. His smirk faded into that of a frown, his eyes looked away at a downcast. You watched as he slowly retracted into this seat.
"What happened?" You stammered out at the sudden mood change.
He didn't respond, only pursing his lips and crossing his arms. He then looked towards you, to the untrained eye it would've looked like he had no expression, however, you saw something. Something pushed back deep behind those honey-colored eyes.
"We kissed?" You said quietly, a blush making its way towards your face at the thought.
That night was extremely blurry for you, usually, you didn't drink that much and memory wasn't a problem when you did. However, since Tsukishima didn't show, you drank way more than you should've and forgot a lot of what happened last night.
Including your "kiss"
What you did remember was Tsukishima rescuing you, and feeling warm after he walked you home from the park.
Was that warmth from the moment you shared?
"Yeah, we did." He said, biting his bottom lip. "Don't worry about it though, You told me you were sober so I went for it." He shrugged off, pulling out his phone.
Your mouth was left slightly agape, watching as he shrugged off the thought as if it were nothing. He now looked uninterested. Did he just want a piece of ass? Is that why he was getting touchy? You gritted your teeth together at the thought.
"What if I remembered?" You asked crossing your arms and narrowing your eyes.
Only for a millisecond, you could've sworn you saw his eyes widen, but of course, no one would believe you if you told them.
"What would you do then, Tsukishima?" You leaned towards him, internally grinning as his breath hitched. He pursed his lips as you grinned expectantly, flirting was like second nature to you.
You watched as his gaze brushed over your lips, looking back into your big (e/c) eyes. "I-I don't know." He stuttered, grimacing at his lack of deterrence. You grinned, looking him up and down and running your nails up his forearm innocently.
"Would you kiss me again?" You asked, staring up into his eyes. His cheeks blushed crimson, his ears burning up from the proximity. "This time I would remember it." You tilted your head, with a gentle smile.
Tsukishima looked around, genuinely debating it for a moment. He bit his lip, knitting his brows together watching your reaction. You knew the amount of control you had over him and it drove him crazy.
Suddenly he crashed his lips onto yours, making your eyes broaden. You kept your eyes open the entire time out of shock, weirdo, however, you saw his eyelids shut tightly before you.
It was only for two seconds, yet when he pulled away there was a burning sensation left on both of your lips. You slowly lifted your hands to your mouth and pressed your fingers onto your lips. You looked at the boy who was now breathing slightly heavy, a pink hue was dusted over his cheeks.
You blushed red, now noticing every attractive thing about him. His exposed collarbone, the rise and fall of his chest, and the way his pink lips slightly parted against yours.
"We're here! Let's get off!" Ukai shouted towards everyone. Tsukishima took this opportunity, grabbing his bag, and promptly made his way past you out of the door.
Your eyes followed him out of the bus as he walked towards the hotel front doors, the team following. He then turned around, shooting you a short glance, then turning back into the hotel.
You looked down for a moment, the burning sensation never leaving your lips. You hadn't expected him to be so straightforward with his feelings as he had. It had been a joke, you were simply teasing the boy about that night, yet he made his feelings much too transparent for your liking.
"You ready?"
You looked over to see Daichi with a smile and an outstretched hand. You took it, grabbing your bag in the process.
"You seem distracted, did something happen with Tsukishima?" He asked, walking behind you.
The boy watched as your jaw clenched, indicating something was wrong. His brow raised, waiting for a response.
"Nope! Nothing at all." You laughed it off. If you don't count macking on each other...
You sighed, massaging your temples and going into the hotel. This guy could only be described as Hot and Cold. One minute he's insulting you, the next he's kissing you without notice.
You felt a hand on your shoulder, you stiffened at the touch. "You're staying with the girls, I would go catch up to them if I were you." Daichi grinned, gesturing to Yachi and Kiyoko talking.
You nodded, walking over to them hastily.
"Hey there y/n, you're staying the night with us right?" Yachi smiled and tilted her head, her blonde hair swaying with the motion. "I am!" You smiled, mirroring her.
"We can have a girl's night," Kiyoko said quietly, placing a stray hair behind her ear.
You smiled crazily at this, Kiyoko was always shy with you around. It was nice to see she was trying to break out of her shell. You placed a hand on her shoulder, a fiery glint in your eyes.
"We'll have the best girls' night ever. We can totally prank the guys later!"
Yachi gasped, quickly nodding her head.
Kiyoko stiffened at your touch, quickly relaxing and nodding with a small grin on her lips.
Kiyoko was beautiful, You had no idea why a girl like her would involve herself with the boy's volleyball team, but you were glad she was there anyway. Just her presence made you feel secure.
After a while, everyone resided to their rooms and relaxed for the time being. The rain had subsided for now, but the forecast said it may come back. Your room was a one-bedroom, meaning someone would have to sleep on the pullout couch.
"It's fine y/n, I can sleep there I don't mind." Kiyoko gently smiled, gesturing to the couch.
"A pretty girl like you should never sleep on the couch, believe me, I'm good!" You insisted laughing, watching as Kiyoko blushed.
"Daichi and Suga texted the group chat if everyone could go over to their room so they could discuss game plans," Yachi said sitting in the bed, a phone in hand.
You groaned, slumping on the couch. It was nearly 10:00 pm and you had planned on watching Mean Girls with Kiyoko and Yachi. The popcorn was popping in the background.
You exchanged looks with Kiyoko, both of you rolling your eyes at the text.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to see what kind of pajamas the guys wear." You grinned, earning a giggle from both Yachi and Kiyoko.
You were currently wearing a long graphic tee and some long pajama pants. Nothing flashy, but it sure was comfortable. Kiyoko was wearing a long t-shirt similar to yours, however, she had on shorts which you assumed would drive Tanaka and Noya crazy.
As for Yachi, she wore a unicorn onesie with the hood down which she insisted on wearing even though it was hot as hell outside and inside.
"Ready?" Yachi asked, jumping up from her spot on the bed.
You nodded, walking out the door with the girls following. As you walked out, turning the corner to the elevator you saw two boys chatting, pausing when they noticed you three.
You inhaled sharply when you saw Tsukishima again. He had stolen a kiss from you and even if you did enjoy it ( you did ) he didn't ask permission. You blushed at the thought.
You both locked eyes for a second, seemingly sizing the other up. He was wearing black shorts and a T-shirt with a dinosaur on the front corner. You smirked at the sight, he didn't seem like the type to be into that but you could picture it nonetheless.
"Were you guys invited to Daichi's room?" Yamaguchi asked with a close-eyed smile and tilted his head. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Yachi blush, which you took a mental note of.
"No, we were actually on our way to swimming lessons." You retorted, earning an extremely quiet giggle from Kiyoko only you heard. Tsukishima snickered, rolling his eyes and stepping onto the now-surfaced elevator.
Everyone followed, and you ended up right next to Tsukishima. Your breath shallowed, an electric current running through the air. You weren't sure if he was able to feel it, but it was evident to you.
Yamaguchi, Yachi, and Kiyoko started casually chatting, leaving you and Tsukishima looking anywhere but each other awkwardly.
Out of your peripheral, you noticed his standoffish behavior. He was rubbing the back of his neck with one hand and had a fist clenched with the other.
"Hey uh-" You both said in unison facing each other abruptly. A pink hue made its way on both your faces. "Sorry, you go first." You gestured to him quickly. He slowly nodded, looking anywhere but your eyes.
"Well, I wanted to say that I'm sor-"
The elevator door opened and the other three teens exited promptly, awaiting you and Tsukishima.
He cursed under his breath, a grimace on his face.
"We'll talk about it later yeah?" You said with a nod.
He nodded back, following you outside.
Everyone met in Daichi's room which was a lot cleaner than you would've thought. He went over the basics, pumping up the team for a victory tomorrow. He then played some videos of their opponents and explained how they should attack and defend against their play style.
You had yawned more than you'd like to admit. You had been invited by Takeda and it was pretty sad watching him nearly beg. It was much past your bedtime, so you leaned your head against the nearest shoulder next to you.
"Y/N? Are you okay?" Someone said softly.
Your eyes opened and looked at the person you were once leaning against. It was Kiyoko, she had a small blush on her cheeks and looked at you gently.
The team had gone silent, all eyes glued to you and Kiyoko. Tanaka and Nishinoya had stars in their eyes and their jaws were dropped to the floor. Others looked more impressed and stunned.
"Kageyama why don't you let me sleep on your shoulder like that?" Hinata whined as Kageyama hit the top of his head with a fist and steam coming out of his ears.
Tsukishima sighed, looking back over to the girl who was blatantly fighting off sleep. Your eyes kept fluttering closed, your long eyelashes acting as a blanket. He bit his lip thinking of his actions earlier that day.
Suddenly he had an idea, something that might bite him later if he wasn't careful about how to go about it.
"Y/N, can you show me where the vending machines are?" He asked, watching as you slowly looked at him with a pout he tried not to react to.
Yamaguchi looked at him suspiciously, the vending machines were across the hall from their room. Nonetheless, he let the scene play out. No one paid attention to what Tsukishima said since Suga was still trying to explain plays, giving him an opportunity.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah sure." You said, slowly getting up and leading Tsukishima's long figure out of the door. The two of you were silent the entire time, you because you were tired and Tsukishima because of his nerves.
Stepping off the elevator you guided him towards the vending machine in a secluded spot, pointing "There, I'll probably go back to bed now." You yawned with a hand over your mouth.
As you turned and started to walk away, you felt a strong hand grab your wrist gently pulling you back. Almost immediately you felt your heart quicken, your tiredness quickly fading at his touch.
Tsukishima pursed his lips as he held your wrist, a fire searing through both of your skin at the contact. His stomach turned, pausing to take in your big (e/c) trusting eyes.
Your breath hitched as he pulled you in closer, despite his straightforwardness you didn't protest.
"I didn't get to say sorry for earlier." He started, looking away. A lump formed in your throat at his tone, it was the most sincere you've heard from him since the night at the playground.
"I didn't mean to be weird or creepy you know? I just wasn't thinking straight." He continued now looking at you with soft eyes.
You nodded, suddenly feeling a twinge of guilt gnaw at your heart. "Seriously, don't worry about it. I shouldn't have teased you like that." You grinned, lightening the mood as Tsukishima let out a chuckle.
You looked around, suddenly feeling conscious of your surroundings. You couldn't believe what you were going to say next.
"Is it bad to admit that... I liked it?"