"I'm not going to wear this to breakfast but I wanted to try it on since I had it." I walk out into Tsukishima's room, smoothing out the front of the dress.
I stand in the middle of his room, extending my arms out and doing a full 360.
"What do you think?"
"Do all high schoolers dress like that in America?" Tsukishima asks.
"Pfft. You should see the middle schoolers these days." I chuckle. "In America we wear whatever we want. There's dress code for school but people still wear cop tops and stuff. We don't wear dresses like this at school though, unless you see a girl wearing this with a bunch of balloons in her hands. Then you know it's her birthday." I snort, thinking about how that hasn't and won't ever happen here. "But these kinds of dresses are for like, parties and such."
"Lets never go to America." Tsukishima nods. "Because you look good. Too good. You look very hot- and I don't want anyone to see that. Only I want to see you like this."
He extends his hand out and I walk over, lacing our fingers together as I look down at him.
Yeah, no.
"Tsukishima, not now but when I'm a little older, I want to wear whatever I want. If I wanna flash a titty, I'm gonn-"
"No."
"Okay, I'm not." I say quickly, laughing. "But really, you can't control what I wear, okay? A lot of women get confidence from the clothes they wear. And it's not to impress other guys- it's really just to look good. I want to look good too. You know?" I tilt my head, wrapping my free arm around his shoulders.
Tsukishima thinks for a moment then slowly nods.
"I...get it. Okay, I understand." He says. "Then I will proudly walk by you and scare off the guys who look at you."
So. Fucking. Cute.
"You leave in a few hours right?" I ask and he nods.
I gently push his shoulders down, making him lay on the bed. I slowly crawl on top of him, hiking my dress up a little so I can straddle him.
"Are you even hungry right now?" I ask, running a hand down his chest.
"I wasn't before, but I am now." He smirks, immediately flipping us over. He kisses my lips before starting to leave a trail of kisses down my body.
Once he reaches the inside of my thigh he looks up at me.
"How about this meal?"
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"You have your phone? Your toothbrush? Hair brush? Do you have your toiletries? Floss? Deodorant? What ab-"
"Yes baby, I have everything. You checked at my house too." Tsukishima cuts me off, sighing.
"I'm just making sure." I pout, crossing my arms.
He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead, offering a small smile.
"Tsukishima, make sure nobody hears...it okay? You have to be super duper aware of your surroundings when you play that. I'm going to be embarrassed if anyone else listens." I put my head in my hands, groaning. Now that he's leaving, I'm having mixed feelings about letting him record our voices while being intimate with each other.
Almost instantaneously I'm being pulled against his chest and he's rubbing my back in a soothing manner.
"Yes Eva, I promise. I'm the one who suggested it so I promise I'll be careful." He says, and I feel my cheeks get hot.
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My Voice - Tsukishima Kei
FanfictionA foreigner from California suddenly transfers to Japan's Karasuno. She's shy and quiet- sometimes coming off as rude due to her not talking to anyone. When Tsukishima and her are forced to speak with each other to complete an assignment, and...
