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'I SAID CERTIFIED FREAK.' Atsuko yelled, sticking her head out of the car window.

'SEVEN DAYS A WEEK.' Eri screeched at the top of voice.

'WET ASS P-' 

'Stop.' Tsukishima cut in before his girlfriend could scream out any more of the explicit lyrics.

'Aww but we were having fun.' Atsuko pouted.

Tsukishima glared, 'Too bad. Why did I agree to come with you anyway?' 

'Because... oh. Why did you?' Eri smirked and glanced between the two of them.

Ever since she had found out about Atsuko and Tsukishima's relationship, it was none stop teasing. 

'Shut up.' Tsukishima scowled.

 The car went silent. Until Eri whipped out spotify and started blasting WAP. Atsuko and Eri grinned at each other and screeched out the lyrics whilst Tsukishima sighed and slumped back into his chair. He had to survive 20 more minutes of terribly out of tune singing before they made it to Tokyo. Then, more pain.


Time skip brought to you by bald kurapika (have you prayed to him today?)


'WOOO! TOKYO!' Eri yelled, jumping up and down excitedly.

Tsukishima took out his airpods and sighed,

'So... what are we doing here?' 

Atsuko kissed him on the cheek,

'Shopping!'

Eri chipped in, 'Eating food!'

'Exploring!' Atsuko yelled.

'Checking out the new cafe!'

'Going to the theatre!'

'Buying snacks and having cake!'

Atsuko glared at Eri, 'You're obsessed with food.'

Eri laughed and jumped up onto the car park wall, 'Ain't done me no harm. I'm gonna go visit my friend Kenma. Probably with his boyfriend Kuroo.'

Tsukishima took Atsuko's hand. She smiled and turned to Eri,

'Ok, we'll go get some snacks. Meet you at the maid cafe!'

Tsukishima spat out his water.

'OH HELL NO. WE ARE NOT, I REPEAT NOT, GOING TO A MAID CAFE.


 . . .


'I hate you.' Tsukishima muttered as he sat in the new maid cafe, a cup of tea in hand.

 Atsuko wrapped her arms around Tsukishima, 'No you don't. You love meeeee-'

'I don't love you.'

'Meanie.'

'I don't love you.'

'Yes you do.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No, Atsuko.'

'Yes, Atsuko.'

'I don't love you.'

'Yes you do.'

'Shut up squirt.'

'Beanpole.'

'Midget.'

'Salty pole'

'Idiot.'

'Daddy-'

He turned bright red as Atsuko giggled.

'Fuck you.' 

'No fuck me daddy-'

Tsukishima choked on his tea.



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