I wrote this while listening to "Arms Tonite" by Mother Mother so if you wanna listen to that while you read this I definitely recommend :)
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The music hummed low throughout the quiet room, soothing notes barely audible over the scritch scratch of the pencil lead on paper. You sat perched on the edge of his bed, the sound of Tsukishima's foot tapping the wooden floors coupled with the sound of Yamaguchi's soft breaths threatened to lull you into sleep. You gazed at Tsukishima's side profile with half-lidded eyes; his glasses perched on the delicate slope of his nose and pink lips adorably puckered as he squinted at his paper. You smiled to yourself as you imagined those soft lips pressed against your very attention starved lips. You desperately wanted to drag Tsukki away from his homework, force him to abandon all responsibility, and spend the rest of the night in bed cuddling.
"Tsukki," You whined softly, forcing as much petulance into your tone.
He gave no indication that he had heard you.
"Tsukishima," You tried again.
A soft sigh left his lips, eyebrow twitching ever so slightly, and yet he continues to ignore your calls.
"Stingy bastard," You muttered between your teeth.
You smirked to yourself when a muscle in his jaw ticked at your comment. It wasn't enough to divert his attention. You flopped backwards onto the plush mattress, head smacking into Yamaguchi's thighs. You let out a small groan due to shock rather than pain. Yamaguchi giggled slightly at your shocked expression and poked at your cheek, but otherwise, remained enraptured by his phone. Your sleepiness was beginning to weigh your limbs down as you settled comfortably into Yamaguchi's lap.
Right as you were about to drift off, Yamaguchi's soft voice cuts through your hazy mind, "Y/N will you play with my hair?"
You peeked up at him with one eye and felt your heart tug at the soft puppy eyes Yamaguchi stared down at you with. There was no resisting that freckled softie.
"Of course, Yams."
You pulled yourself up and unfolded your arms. He happily crawled over to you before settling down on your chest, arms wrapped tightly around your waist, and hips cradled between your legs. Slowly, you carded your fingers through his soft hair, humming softly to yourself. His heartbeat thudded against your belly button steadily while his eyes fluttered shut and his breathing evened out. His green hair fanned out in between your fingers and you giggled to yourself as you began to braid small sections of his hair. You glanced over at Tsukki occasionally, hoping he would at least have some sort of reaction to your current position with Yamaguchi, to no avail.
You began to drift off slowly, the weight and warmth of Yamaguchi soothed you to sleep. You felt your muscles begin to relax as you slumped down and allowed sleep to fade into your consciousness. You felt content.
You began to stir at the feeling of someone tugging your arm. You struggled to peel your eyes open but the sight before you caused you to freeze. Tsukishima's eyebrows were drawn together in an angry line as he attempted to pull you out from under Yamaguchi's weight. Tsukishima had already successfully untangled Yamaguchi's arms from around your waist and the next obstacle would be to move you out from underneath the snoring boy with the least amount of movement.
"What are you doing?" You narrowed your eyes at Tsukishima.
He doesn't even bother to look you in the eye, "Taking back my body pillow."
You snorted, "Oh so I'm only good for when you need me?"
"Yes," He answered without a moment of hesitation.
"I-" You gaped up at him.
His eyes stare back at you, unblinking.
"You're a real asshole you know?" You shoved at his chest.
He barely even reacts and, in a fit of frustration, flings Yamaguchi off of you in one swift motion. Yamaguchi lets out a groan at the sudden disturbance but remains asleep, nevertheless.
"I'm sorry," Tsukishima lets out softly, "It just bothered me how comfortable you and Yamaguchi are sometimes."
He avoided your probing gaze.
You attempted to squash down the cheeky smile that threatened to break your poker face. You failed miserably.
"You know you could have just woken me up and asked me for cuddles?" You stated blatantly.
Tsukishima didn't respond but the pout was still present on his face.
"Come here," You whispered, opening your arms up to him and removing his glasses.
He wordlessly wrapped his long arms around your waist, legs tangling with your, and face buried into your chest. You slid your hands under the loose shirt he wore and gently rubbed small circles against his back, revelling in the feeling of his back muscles twitching under your fingertips. He let out a content sigh as he inhaled your scent, nose brushing against your sternum. You pressed a soft kiss into his forehead as you two breathed in the presence of one another.
Your hearts thumped in time with one another and the warmth that spread through your entire being was indescribable. The two of you slept soundly while Yamaguchi snored off to the side, body thrown haphazardly on to the other side of the bed.
