The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

fourty-six.

Tsukishima

Three days.

Three fucking days.

No replies.

No calls.

No nothing.

Yamaguchi's been avoiding and ignoring me for three days and I'm sick of it. Fuck. I miss him.

I buried my face on my pillow and let out a low groan before taking my phone in my hand just to see nothing but my unseen messages that I sent him.

What the fuck did I do? Why would he not talk to me?

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I whined, groaning and punching my pillow, I heave a heavy sigh not taking the pillow off my face wishing it would just take all my oxygen away.

I hear someone enter my room making me bolt up from my bed to get my glasses, wearing them hastily and uneven, "Heard about fucking knocking?" I glowered, grimacing towards Akiteru smiling apologetically with his hand at the back of his head.

Akiteru lets out a low chuckle nervously, "Sorry, Kei," He giggled.

I eyed him with scrutiny as I studied his face, "What do you want?" I asked him, fixing my glasses in their proper form.

He shifted from one foot to another as I observed his movements, Akiteru paced my room as he sat down by my desk, his smile was crooked as if he couldn't conceal his excitement.

My patience grew thin, curiousity staggering me, "What?" I asked again.

Akiteru leaned back on the chair and looked up, as he bursted into a grin, "Okay, uh . . ." He paused as if hesitating, "So there's this girl,"

I gave him a deadpanned expression, "Really? You know I don't talk about girls,"

"No! Wait!" He protests, holding his hands forward, "She's not just any girl!" Akiteru exclaimed.

I shrugged my shoulders and stood up from my bed to get a book from my bag, "Proceed," I mumbled.

Akiteru's excitement rippled through him, "You know the guy who's in Karasuno's Volleyball team, too?" He asked, waiting for me to answer with anticipation.

I quirked an eyebrow at him, "Who?" I asked, scanning my book's pages.

"Um . . . I forgot his name but he's bald and-"

"Tanaka-san?"

Akiteru's face lits up as he realizes and remembers the name, "Yes! His sister, Saeko!"

A sudden urge to laugh hits me, a grin crept tugging at the corners of my lips, "Saeko-san? What about her?"

Akiteru skittered towards me and held my sides shaking me violently, "I know right!" I flicked his hands off of me and rolled my eyes, "Okay, so I asked her on a date, and she agreed to it!"

I blinked, "What kind of date?"

This is going to be fucking funny.

"Pottery,"

There it is.

I snorted and threw my head back, letting out a loud, humorless laugh, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Witnessing Akiteru's face turn red, he pouted, "Why are you laughing?"

I shook my head, biting my lips to surpress another laugh coming, "Seriously? Pottery?" I say in between laughs, crossing my arms over my stomach in an attempt to catch my breath.

Akiteru rolled his eyes, mocking my expressions, "Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want," He nodded his head before smirking, "At least I don't get ignored,"

My face fell and gave him a death glare, "Shut the fuck up," I rolled my eyes, pursing my lips and a slight furrow between my brows.

He must've noticed me whining about someone ignoring me. After all, nobody knows yet that I'm pretty much not that straight.

When I think of myself, I don't consider such aspects as gender or who I wanted to bone — such shallow considerations, quite frankly, aren't even things I think about most days. Most days I would just end up thinking about Yamaguchi and nothing else.

All throughout my life I had struggled to find my identity and be true to myself. I had also always had a low-self esteem. It has been about a whole childhood since I decided to finally be true to myself and to acknowledge that what I was feeling was exactly the right thing.

I had always been afraid of others knowing that I was attracted to men. I would compensate by always saying I wanted a girlfriend. Even though that was something I really did not desire. 

Akiteru scoffed, his face turning into a smug smirk, "At least try," He suggested, but in a mocking way before pacing my room to leave.

But before he leaves, I called his name since honestly, I couldn't do this by myself anymore, "A-Akiteru-san," I hesitate.

He peered over me with a curious expression, waiting for me to speak again, "H-How do you get a person's attention?" I stammered, as if nervous.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Akiteru simpered, a wide grin stretching his lips, "Who's the lucky girl?" He asks.

I took a deep breath as I closed the book I was holding, "He's not a she," I muttered, so quiet it was almost inaudible.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Akiteru looked confused at first as he stared at me for a few seconds and when realization sinks in, his posture stiffened and eyes wide as saucers.

"Kei," Akiteru's voice sounded shock, petriefied but then his face melting into a gentle smile, "Oh my god, are you coming out to meee?" He squealed, his face held an amused expression.

I sighed, closing my eyes as a sudden regret hits me on the face like a fucking plank of wood, "Please Akiteru-san, don't overdo it,"

"Who's the lucky guy?!" He shrilled in a singsong voice, "Kei, you do know I fully accept you! I love you just the way you are, my little bro!" Akiteru pulled me into a tight hug, squeezing me until I can no longer breathe.

I mumbled in a gruff voice, "You're overdoing it,"

"We should bake a rainbow cake, right?" Akiteru's face had a broad grin, as his expression held pride, his eyes flashing with excitement "Wait until mom knows about this! She's going to cry with joy!"

I sighed, "You're overdoing it,"

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filler chapter?  ╰(　´◔　ω　◔ ')╯
aaaaaa im losing motivation ;-; i might give up on this book anytime soon T^T