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

sixty-six.

Yamaguchi

The whole week had been a blur and everything had been going smoothly between Tsukki and I. Yachi-san was going to leave by the end of this week and today's going to be her last day in Karasuno before she prepares for Kyoto. We planned to have a dinner over my house since my mom wanted to be with her for the last time. Though, she still didn't know that we ended things. I wouldn't know how to bring that up to her.

Yachi-san had been very supportive with my secret relationship with Tsukki and I was actually surprised that she'd play along with me around people, telling them we're still together and stuff like that.

Although, I couldn't help but feel bad and guilty about it. Yachi-san was just too nice not to let people know about Tsukki and I. She told me that she cares about me too much that she didn't want me hurt or judged.

If I would be straight to the point, I'm nothing but a fraud who couldn't take consequences from my actions. But sometimes, I'd come to think about it. There are no consequences. It's just my fear of being rejected publicly. And for Tsukki, he hated the fact that I had to keep my relationship with him privately. But every night, Tsukki would sneak in through my window and spend the night over by the whole week.

"Yamaguchi-san!" I hear Hinata-kun call me from behind. I closed my locker and held my sweat shirt in my hands, my bare torso could be seen, after all, we just finished practicing.

I'm so exhausted I could feel my legs shivering, though I did not went all out this training . . . it was all Tsukki's fault last night. "Yes, Hinata-kun?" I asked, peering over him who stood behind me.

As I fixed my gaze over him, his eyes were wide as saucers, his pair of eyes trailing down my torso with a horrid expression, "Y-Yamaguchi-kun, what on Earth are those on your skin?!" He exclaimed, a little too loud.

Tanaka-san, Kageyama-kun and Nishinoya-san were in the Volleyball Clubroom, too. So, Hinata-kun and I were not . . . alone. I stared at Hinata-kun who was frantically panicking over my . . . skin? I blinked a few times, a little confused over his reaction, he picked up Tanaka, Nishinoya and Kageyama's attention when they start to walk towards me to see what Hinata-kun was being loud about.

What is he even being loud about-

Oh.

I stared at my torso for a few moments, completely in shocked when I saw myself in front of my locker's mirror, if anxiety runs my imagination motor, the fear center of my brain gets more interconnected, more adrenaline and cortisol flood me, and that is exactly what I feel right now. I felt my blood draining away from my face like I had been poured on ice water over my head.

My stomach churned in panic and my cheeks were heating up when I saw hickies planted all over my chest and my stomach. I turned around to even see a bunch of marks on my nape and all over my back.

I completely forgot about these. I hate you, Tsukki. You have no rights to put me in these cases in life.

"A-Are you okay, Yamaguchi-san?" Kageyama-kun asked, his voice growing panicky but recovered by examining my skin curiously, "Your face is turning red, too,"

I quickly put on my sweat shirt, my heart beating against my chest, "U-Uh . . . Ye-Yes, I'm okay!" I stuttered.

Hinata-kun yelled, "We should call the ambulance! It might be serious! Are those allergies? Or worst! Virus that will crawl all over your body, eating up your flesh!" He frantically shuddered, gripping his sides.

"Does it hurt?" Tanaka-san butted in, his eyebrows quirking up and his lips frowning in curiousity.

I blinked and grew flustered. I didn't know what to reply when I find myself staring at them dumbfoundedly, I didn't know what to tell them, of course I couldn't just tell them that these were actually love bites.

I have to tell them that I have allergies, that way I could-

"Those are hickies, you uncultured swine," Nishinoya-san boasted, his chin upwards as if he's proud to know about that private information, both of his hands on his hips.

No. God damn it, Nishinoya-san.

Honestly, I couldn't think of any excuses anymore now that Nishinoya-san exposed what these really are. I have to get out of here as soon as possible before they figure things out.

"Hickies?" The three of them said in unison, staring at Nishinoya-san in confusion.

"Yeah, hickies are love bites that you place on your skin when- wait a minute, Yamaguchi-kun, who the hell did you got those from?" Nishinoya-san paused abruptly from explaining, his eyes widens in realization, his cheeks burning in hot pink.

Tanaka-san, Kageyama-kun and Hinata-kun stared at me and then back to Nishinoya-san as they waited for my reply. My palms became sweaty when I felt the room's tension getting heavier in each passing second, my cheeks were too hot to touch, even my body felt too hot because of the sudden embarrassment, "O-Oh . . . Uh . . ." I stuttered, looking down to my feet.

I have to tell them something.

Something reasonable.

Something that doesn't include Tsukki-

"I placed them."

The world crumbles around me when I hear the familiar voice in the room, my head shot back up to see Tsukki by the door, holding his training bag on his shoulders, his voice was a low monotone and expressions deadpan as he entered the club room, making our gazes fixed on him.

My eyes widened and my eyebrows forming a deep furrow, I swallowed hard as I think of another reason to tell them. How the hell could he tell them? What would Nishinoya-san think of me? Oh my god. The panic started to propel at the pit of my stomach like an angry ball, I just wanted to disappear there and then.

"W-What?" The four of them said in unison, when Nishinoya-san was the only one that stared at me in horror.

Tsukki shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Yeah, it was nothing. We just played a bet and Yamaguchi lost which made me place those on his skin,"

Nishinoya-san pursed his lips together, his expression drew a confused, crooked smile, "B-But how did you . . . Aren't you suppose to-"

Yes, Nishinoya-san, you're suppose to suck it using your lips. If you're so smart, how the hell will you come up with an excuse for that, Tsukishima Kei?

As if Tsukki once again had read my thoughts, he mumbled, "Like this."

Tsukki took Nishinoya-san's arm and took out an empty water bottle from his training bag, Tsukki squeezed the bottle around the middle to let a small amount of air out. Then, he kept holding it while he placed the circle part on his arm and finally letting it go which creates the suction needed to make it look like Nishinoya-san have a love bite.

Nishinoya-san's forehead softens in realization, "Ooohhh . . ." The four of them sighed once again in unison, Hinata-kun giggled and clapped his hands in glee, "That's so cool, Tsukishima-san! It's like a tattoo on your skin! I wanna try it, too!"

Tsukki scoffed, tauntingly, "Yeah . . . but don't show it to your parents or you'll get your asses kicked."

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FILLER CHAPTER. ILL MAKE THE NEXT CHAPTERS MORE LONGER!!! besides, yall wont be getting fluff anymore soon because....ill make my characters suffer 😌 jk....maybe....ig