I entered class still feeling bad after yesterdays conflict. Walking to my desk I noticed a small box on it. I opened it curious only to find the same cheesecake I purchased the day before.I look up only to come face to face (more like chest to face) with Tsukishima. 'I got you a replacement because it seemed like you were really upset' His tone of voice was a tad bit more considered than normal, almost guilty.
I looked up at him 'But wasn't the line long'
'No I went after practice so I only had to wait 5 minutes' He lied.
'Oh oh, well thank you Kei'
He flinched slightly at the use of his first name a light rose dusting his cheeks. 'Whatever shorty.' The dust soon disappeared and I giggled at the childish nickname. We talked through our entire lesson.We discovered a lot: we had similar taste is music,entertainment and we both had similar dislikes. We were partnered up on a project. We exchanged numbers at the end of the lesson which was soon followed by 'Only for the project'.
This is why Tsukishima Kei might not be SO bad...
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Learnt to be enemies, made to be lovers (Tsukishima x reader~)
Fiksi PenggemarThis is my own original fan-fiction about our favourite salty boy. WARNING ⚠️ THIS WRITING WILL INCLUDE: SWEARING, HURTFUL LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL JOKES/THEMES. THERE WILL ALSO BE ANGST THAT MAY TRIGGER SOME SO SMALL BEANS EXIT TO THE LEFT IF YOU DO NO...
