I'm going to a wedding this weekend and I'm gonna be staying over in a hotel so I probably won't be able to post. So, here you go! xD
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Running a hand down her face, Y/N sighed. She knew what she had to do but didn't want to do it. Everyone else she had asked either had plans or they didn't want to do it, which wasn't very friendly to the first-year in her opinion.
Her only option was the lamppost in front of her: Tsukishima Kei.
Grimacing at the sight of the boy, she wearily walked over to him, as there was about ten minutes before class started.
She hated him - she really did - but he was her only option. All the snarky comments about her height, her clothes, her hair really pissed Y/N off sometimes, but she would only have to be putting up with him for an hour or two at the most.
Upon hearing Y/N approaching him, Tsukishima turned his head towards the girl, an ugly smirk stretching across his lips.
"Hey, look who it is: the shrimp," he teased, and Y/N gave him a half-lidded glare before sitting in the desk next to him.
"Look, glasses, I need to ask a favour," she stated, peaking the boy's attention as he turned his whole body round to face her.
She sighed, thinking of how cringey this was going to sound.
"Right, so, a few weeks ago I told my mum I had a boyfriend because she wouldn't leave me alone about getting one and-"
Tsukishima snorted. "The midget? Getting a boyfriend?"
"Oi, it's not like you've ever had a girlfriend," Y/N shot back. "Now shut up and listen."
Tsukishima sighed, resting his head in his hand, and Y/N took that as her cue to continue.
"Anyway, now that my mum knows about my "boyfriend", she wants to meet him tomorrow night at that new restaurant downtown to get to know him and I couldn't turn her down because then she'll come here and that will just cause unwanted attention," she explained, not liking the grin on Tsukishima's face.
"Actually, I would quite like to see L/N-san making a fuss over her daughter's fake boyfriend," he replied and Y/N shook her head.
"No you don't," she dismissed, leaning in to whisper something to the tall boy. "She's ruthless."
Tsukishima smirked, and let out a quiet chuckle while Y/N leaned back.
"So this favour..." He drawled.
"Oh yeah! I need you to be my pretend boyfriend for one night so my mum will leave me alone," the girl answered bluntly.
Tsukishima frowned, wondering why she had to come to him for this "favour".
"Why me? Why not Daichi or Suga or someone like that?" He asked.
"I already asked them and Daichi said he's busy and Suga said I should ask you because we hate each other so much that we'd actually make a pretty convincing couple," Y/N answered and Tsukishima scoffed.
"That's ridiculous, why don't you-"
"I've already asked the rest of the volleyball team and they said they were busy or either directed me to you," she cut him off monotonously, already knowing what he was going to say. "Please, Tsukishima, you're the only person I have left."
Y/N proceeded to give the tsundere puppy-dog eyes, something he couldn't say no to no matter how much he "hated" the girl.
"Fine," he sighed, and Y/N threw her arms around his neck out of sheer happiness.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed, attracting some weird looks from the pupils around the two.
"Yeah, yeah, let go of me you midget."
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"Tell me: how did we meet?" Y/N asked, testing her "boyfriend" on questions her mother was most likely to ask while putting on her earrings.
"When your tutee, Hinata, left his book in the library on his way out to volleyball club, so you came over to give it back to him and I hit you in the face with a volleyball," Tsukishima answered monotonously, holding a half-lidded gaze as he watched Y/N straighten her (f/c) dress out.
"No! We're not including the volleyball to the face part!" She argued.
"But that's actually what happened! And it looks like I improved that horrible face of yours aswell," he chuckled.
Y/N growled under her breath and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before turning around to face Tsukishima, who was wearing jeans, a shirt and a pair of converse - nothing too fancy, but fancy enough for him.
"We met when I came over to your volleyball practice to return Hinata's book. End of story," she stated and Tsukishima scoffed.
"You know, your mum isn't going to believe we're dating if you're snapping at me like that, Y/N-chan," he teased, and Y/N glared at him.
"Then you best not get on my nerves, ok?" She replied, smiling sweetly at Tsukishima as she walked up to him and patted him on the chest twice. "Now, come on; we're gonna be late."
Tsukishima groaned before slipping on his jacket and following Y/N towards the door of her little apartment. On the way however, he couldn't stop himself from staring at her ass and how her (f/c) dress portrayed her curves so nicely.
'No,' he thought to himself, shaking his head as his cheeks burned red. 'I'm not falling in love with a midget.'
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"Y/N!"
The teenage girl cringed as her mother screeched her name upon her and Tsukishima's arrival, attracting the couple a lot of unwanted attention from everyone else in the restaurant.
Tsukishima and Y/N unlatched hands for the girl to give her mother a hug, and Tsukki was a little more than surprised when the older woman hugged him too, grabbing his hands shortly after pulling back.
"Oh, look at your boyfriend, Y/N!" She gasped, her eyes filled with wonder. "He's so handsome and muscular! What's your name boy?"
Tsukishima blushed furiously as his whole body went stiff, and Y/N snickered from next to him.
"Ts-Tsukishima Kei, L/N-san," he stuttered out, looking like a deer in the headlights.
"Such a nice name!" Y/N's mother gushed, giving Tsukishima's hands a squeeze. "Come, come, sit down!"
She ushered the young couple to the table she was sitting at whilst she waited for them, sitting down on her side of the table.
Tsukishima, doing his best to put on the gentlemen boyfriend act, politely pulled Y/N's chair out for her, and she smiled a smile that made the taller boy want to pull his hair out at how cute it was. But, he managed to keep quiet, and keep his hair on his head, as he sat down next to Y/N.
Y/N, wanting to make the most out of this once in a lifetime opportunity, gently grabbed Tsukishima's hand underneath the table, lacing her fingers into the spaces in-between his and squeezing it. Although she would never admit it because she was too damn stubborn, the shorter girl actually had a huge crush on the boy that was her "supposedly" enemy.
It was just the way he teased her with that stupid grin on his face that made her feel special. He never teased anyone like he teased her, so she thought it meant something...
And no, she wasn't one of those yandere girls who were all like "senpai bullied me, that means he loves me ahahaahaha!" even though it wasn't bullying, but Y/N understood what she was getting at.
"So, Tsukishima-san, tell me, how did you and Y/N meet?" Y/N's mother asked, propping her elbows up on the table as she leaned forward with anticipation.
Tsukishima knew this was going to be a long night.
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Sometime throughout the night, Y/N's mother had to use the bathroom, leaving the two first-years in an awkward silence. At one point, Tsukishima looked over at Y/N and noticed for the first time since they got to the restaurant that she had bird shit in her hair towards the back of her head.
He stifled a snicker, but Y/N heard and looked over at him, a look of confusion on her face.
"What?" She whispered harshly, as she saw her mother approaching from the other side of the restaurant where the toilets were.
"Did you use too much hair cream trying to impress me, Y/N-chan?" He snickered, and Y/N raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked.
Tsukishima smirked and turned back to face forward.
"Check your hair."
Y/N gasped and whipped out a mirror from her purse, holding it up between her eyes and her hair, and she gasped even louder when she noticed the blob of bird shit laying there, which made Tsukishima burst out laughing.
At this point, Y/N's mother had returned from the bathroom and held a puzzled look on her face, not able to see the mess on her daughter's hair from where she was standing, and quite a lot of people were looking in Y/N's direction, chuckling a bit when they saw the bird shit in her hair.
Y/N's face burned red from embarrassment and anger and she shot Tsukishima a really sharp death glare - one that actually hurt him once he saw the tears in her eyes - before she stormed out of the restaurant, not bothering to pick up her cardigan or purse, or clean the bird shit out of her hair.
"Kei, what happened?" Y/N's mother gasped, but Tsukishima ignored her question.
His wide eyes were trained on the front door to the restaurant as he grabbed Y/N's purse and cardigan and ran put after her, leaving the girl's poor mother bewildered and confused.
~*~
It was cold, and Y/N's fallen tears stuck to her face as the wind bit and spat at it. Her arms were wrapped around her and she wished she had grabbed her cardigan on the way out.
Tsukishima was such a jerk. He could've simply told her she had bird mess in her hair and helped her get it out like a nice boyfriend would've. But Tsukishima wasn't her boyfriend...
Y/N shook her head to bring her back to reality and continued walking, the sound of her heels clacking against the cobbles echoing throughout the semi empty street.
She sniffled as the cold made her shiver, and Y/N suddenly felt fabric being draped over her shoulders and an arm wrap around her. She recognised the fabric to be her cardigan, and she reckoned the arm belonged to the jerk Tsukishima. But why was he here?
"Here to pick more fun at the bird shit in my hair?" She spat, not even bothering to look at the taller boy.
"No," he answered simply, his arm still over her shoulder. "I came to return this."
He threw Y/N's purse at her from the side and she scrambled to catch it.
"Thanks," she mumbled, but was drowned out by Tsukishima's sudden interruption.
"And I came to say I'm sorry," he stated, stopping Y/N and stepping in front of her as he placed his hands on her bare forearms, the sudden warmth of his hands causing her to break out in goosebumps. "I'm sorry for being a jerk and completely messing up this date, I'm sorry for all of it! But when I saw the look in your eyes, I was able to realise that I had done something wrong and I came to fix it."
Y/N stared at him with wide eyes, and she blinked twice.
"Y/N," he began. "Please forgive me."
The girl was about to answer, but was cut off once again when Tsukishima pressed his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. They were in the middle of the street and earned a few weird glances here and there from passersby but Tsukishima didn't care.
Y/N sunk into the kiss, and she wrapped her arms around Tsukishima's neck at the same time as Tsukishima wrapped his arms around her waist.
When they pulled back, the two of them gazed dreamily into eachother's eyes before Tsukishima spoke up.
"So, you want to go and finish up that date?" He asked, and Y/N shook her head.
"Nah," she replied. "I'd much rather go home and watch shitty movies with you until late so we can be groggy and cranky in the morning which will give us a reason to snap at Yamaguchi."
Tsukishima smirked.
"I like the way you think, Y/N-chan."
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Why is this so long whoops.