Haikyu Pranks/Challenge[✘]

|024| Asking For A Hug

❤︎Asking For A Hug❤︎

-- So, it turns out that I had a free period(in the first period), and I have decided to use it for trying to think up another challenge/skit/prank. So, uhm, I am writing this on the same day I finished my last prank if you wanted to know.
-- Uh, hope this turns out well. Good luck to me, I guess.

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“Taka, come here,” Mattsun yelled out of his room to Makki, who was in the living room most likely scrolling through his phone.

(A/N: Mattsun calls Hanamakki ‘Taka’ because Hanamakki’s first name is ‘Takahiro’, he just shortened it. Get it? Got it? Good).

He heard some shuffling, the creak of the stairs, then the door in front of him opening; revealing a clueless Hanamakki in the doorway. 

Hanamakki tilted his head to the side slightly, a questioning look on his face. His light-brown-pink hair tilted as well, covering one of his eyes, and he let out a ‘hm?’ in question.

“Can I have a hug?” Mattsun questioned, opening his hands a bit, ushering Hanamakki to come hug him. Hanamakki could not hug Mattsun and seem like a total dick to his boyfriend, or he could hug him and ask for something in return later on.

Yeah, he’ll choose the latter.

Hanamakki walked towards him, opening his own arms. He wrapped his arms around Mattsun’s smaller form. They were slunk around Hanamakki’s hips whilst Makki’s were wrapped around his back.

Mattsun shifted a bit, placing his head atop Hanamakki’s shoulders to receive more warmth from the elder. They stayed there, basking in the small rays of sunlight coming through the window, just enjoying the peaceful state.

(A/N: This has nothing to do with the story so you can skip this… But, I just got my second period off as well :), I am heck-a happy right now. Anyways, onwards)...

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Third period had just let out, which means it’s lunchtime, but Yamaguchi decided to stay back and revise the lesson from earlier; it was about Historiography. 

Tsukishima and him always walk together to lunch, then sit down with Kageyama and Hinata, but, this time, Yamaguchi was so focused on the paper, he totally forgot about that; to tell Tsukishima that he would stay a bit later.

Tsukishima tapped his foot impatiently, he had been waiting for Yamaguchi for 5 minutes, but he didn’t feel comfortable with all the people around him; that’s why he was so impatient at the moment.

Tsukishima stopped tapping his foot and headed towards Yamaguchi’s class. Though the bell had rung for lunch, that wasn’t Tsukishima’s priority in all seriousness, Yamaguchi was.

He soon arrived at Tsukishima’s class. Peeking his head in, he found an addled Yamaguchi looking, as if he was studying some material. Tsukishima let out a limpid sigh, before relaxing, then heading in. 

Yamaguchi had yet to notice him, still enthralled with the topic he was looking over. Right now, he was looking at Thomas Kuhn’s, or Kuhn’s, studies; paradigm's, the philosophy of science, secular opinions.

Tsukishima crept behind Yamaguchi, he wrapped and slinked his arms around Yamaguchi's torso, leaning some of his weight on him doing so. 

Yamaguchi would have jumped out of his seat, if not for the fact he smelt Tsukishima’s natural smell; vanilla ice-cream. Yamaguchi leaned in the warmth, his mind off of the work for a few moments, before reality struck against him very quickly.