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"Tsukki!" Yamaguchi calls out to her best friend and running to catch up with him "Morning Tsukki!"
"Morning Yamaguchi" He responds plainly. He hands her a box of juice. Specifically her favorite, apple.
"Arigato!" she says with a large grin
Tsukishima blushes at her wide smile and ruffles her hair. The course black elastic of her twin tails brushes against his taped fingers.
"Are you ready for practice today?" she asks taking a sip after
Honestly, Tsukishima had forgotten all about volleyball recently. His mind was clouded of visions of his best friend. She had just looked so perfect. Tsukishima sighed
"Of course I am have you ever known me not to be?" He snaps
"No tsukki i was just asking"
"Urusai Yamaguchi"
"Gomen tsukki"
That apology sounded off to him. He had been harsh to her when all she was was worried for him.
"Yams?" He asked the old nickname he used when they were smaller feeling foreign on his tongue.
"H-hai?" She rose her head up to meet his eyes
Tsukishima got closer, Yamaguchi's eyes shining in the early morning sunlight. Her freckles splattered on her face against her pale rose tinted cheeks.
"Re-tape my fingers for me?" Tsukishima asked. In his head he heard the record scratch. Really? That was the best he could come up with? He was an idiot.
"O-Oh of course tsukki but we have to hurry school starts soon!" Yamaguchi warned him
They walked silently to a bench nearby. Tsukishima sat and later so did Yamaguchi. He got out the white spool of tape and placed it gently into her hands. She slightly smiled as thanks and began her work. Little hums coming out of her mouth as she worked diligently. Tsukishima watched as she fiddled with that tape. Every time she touched him his body practically lit on fire. It was spring-time now. The season that reminded Tsukishima the most of Yams. She was the beauty to warm his harsh winter. Pink cherry blossom petals fell she ended up with them mixed in with her locks. She looked so peaceful. If he could just tilt her head up he could
"All done!" she exclaimed
He jumped in surprise and inspected his fingers. What had felt like hours had been 2 minutes. They looked surprisingly precise.
"Thanks" He said blandly
"No prob Tsukki" She giggled "Now come on I don't want to be late!"
She grabbed his hand and pulled him forward giggling. They both ran to school hand in hand. Together, cherry blossom petals tangled in both of their locks but it didn't matter to them.
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【Grace, Beauty, and Volleyball】(Fem yamaguchi X Tsukishima)
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