trust me II tsukkiyama II

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Hi there! I hope you've been well! I don't have much to say this time around, but as the renowned philosophers Bill and Ted once said, be excellent to each other (fun fact about me, I'm a sucker for 90's comedies :0 )

    I felt like shit. Just being alone for a few minutes while Tsukki got snacks made me nervous. When he was carefully touching my back and speaking softly me, I was able to push away the painful memories from just two hours ago for a little while. I curled up against the arm of the couch, absent-mindedly browsing movies on Netflix. Before long, Tsukki rejoined me with a giant bag of chips, soda, and ice packs. Hallelujah, I'm saved. He plopped down next to me and handed me a can.

     "You still haven't picked anything yet?" Tsukki mused, holding the fresh ice pack up against my back.

     "Ugh, how am I supposed to when you're not in here? If I picked something you didn't like you would just go on and on!" Tsukki was bound to complain about the chick flick I would have chosen, so why should I have tried to pick something without his input? "Its not my fault you have no taste!"

     "Whatever," he smirked, reaching over to grab the remote out of my hand.

     "Hey! What makes you think you get to pick the movie in my house?!"

     "I am not about to watch Legally Blonde right now, so unless you have other suggestions, I'm going to pick the movie."

     We continued to bicker back and forth like that for a while, and the whole time I felt a swarm of butterflies form in my stomach. He was being such an ass, but his voice still maintained a smooth calm, and the smallest smile stayed on his face.

     We ended up just turning on an old season of a sitcom. It didn't really matter to me what we were watching because I wasn't able to focus on it anyways. Tsukki had his arm around me right now. For real. The ice pack he had in his hand was already room temperature again, and there was no way he didn't realize that, right? That means he just... had his arm around me, right? Well, I guess his arm wasn't around me so much as his hand was gently resting in between my shoulder baldes. Close enough. I've had a feeling I liked Tsukki as more than a friend for a while now, and this was the moment that solidified that. I hope it's not obvious.

     What if he found out I liked him? I don't think he would really care that much about me liking guys, but him specifically? That could totally ruin our friendship! I would be stuck. Everyone else around me finds me annoying, so how would I ever make another friend like Tsukki? Itsuki and Habiki were right about everything. I should have been taking notes earlier instead of crying like a little bitch.

     "Something wrong?" Tsukki asked, snapping me out of my panic. Well, that was the million dollar question, wasn't it? I mean, things are definitely wrong, but I don't want to just unload all my problems onto Tsukki. It's not his job to deal with my issues.

     "I guess, but I don't want to worry about it right now," that was an ok answer, right? Did I look like an attention whore?

     "That's alright, but just tell me when you want to talk about 'it,' ok? You need to eventually," he sighed, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me towards him. I felt blood rush to my face as I fell against his lap.

      "Ok, whatever," I mumbled, trying to hide the blush on my cheeks.

     Before I could even fully process the fact that my head was resting in Tsukki's lap, and that he was the one who guided it there, he started to run his fingers through my hair.

     "Does your head still hurt?"

     "Yeah, I mean yours would too if it got slammed against concrete," that might have been mean.

     "Oh- uh, sorry," he sounded flustered as he took his hand away from my head. I don't know what spirit possessed me in that second, but I decided to grab his wrist and put his hand back on my head.

     "No, that felt nice, do that more please," I stuttered out quickly. I glanced up at Tsukki for just one second, and his face was bright red. I wanted to live in that moment forever. The moment where I could pretend for just a second that Tsukki liked me back. One fleeting moment where I could just act like everything was exactly the way I wanted it.

     We stayed like that for a long time, watching T.V. and cuddling. Like a couple of bros. Just dudes doing dude things.

     Weird cutoff there lol I'm going with it T°T this chapter is getting to be an awkward length and we need some Tsukki perspective up in this biatch!!