𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 [𝐤.𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨 x 𝐨𝐜]

XXIX - Tsukishima

"Hey, Tsukishima," I call out to him. In the end, I decided that he's probably my best shot at helping me solve this right now. Yes, he's going to call me those nicknames, but I'll be on my way after it's finished. He turns to me, and smirks. "Oh, so the King wants to talk to one of his subjects! I wonder what may possibly be so important~" ... Yeah, no, I take back what I said earlier. I can find someone else. "Nothing, bye," I try to walk off but he stops me. "Oh, spit it out already. If you came to me of all people, it must be important." I sigh, "Yeah, it kinda is."

"So there's this girl-" "Ahh, a girl~ The King has found a Queen now, has he!", he taunts me. "Let me finish, jerk! So, I feel all tingly and happy when I'm with her. She's been there for me a lot, too." I sigh, "I'm only asking you 'cause you're pretty popular with the girls. What are these feelings I feel?" Now, he laughs, "You dense fuck, you like her."

Oh.

"..."

"OH CRAP!"

Tsukishima snickers at my response. "Well, now you know. Glad to be of help, Your Majesty-" "Hey, don't call him that!", a voice says from behind me. Mitsuhara. Tsukishima raises his eyebrows. "Is she the one? Hey, aren't you the girl who dances?", he asks. Fuck fuck fuck, shut UP idiot! I move my eyes side-to-side as fast as physically possible, and make a slicing motion at my neck, telling him to cut it out. "Yeah, do I know you?", she asks, but luckily she continues before Tsukishima can reply. "Whatever. Anyway, don't call him that, yeah? He doesn't like it." Tsukishima gives me a very evident smirk, and apologizes. "I'll be on my way now, have fun you two~", he mocks, and saunters off.

"That stupid lamp post," I murmur to myself. "What was he referring to me about? Did you tell him something about me? Oh God, did you tell him about my failure at Nationals? Now, I-", she bombards me with questions, but I interrupt her. I grab her shoulders, "Listen, I won't tell anyone about that, okay? What we talk about stays between us. So calm down." Her eyes widen and, maybe I'm imagining this, but her cheeks are dusted with a tint of pink. "Okay, thanks," she mutters, and gives me a small embarrassed smile. I smile back.

Now that I've realized these newfound feelings, what the hell am I going to do?

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