A blonde 16 yr old Tsukishima Kei, and a dark greenish haired boy Yamaguchi Tadashi as childhood friends go through small events of misunderstandings and hatred after Tsukishima 'betrayed' and led on Yamaguchi..
-WILL PROBABLY BE SEMI- SHORT!! (4-8...
'I've texted him over 15 times asking when he'd be here and he STILL hasn't shown up..' the freckled boy paced around the tree in the park, impatiently.
(N/A) Not to mention he got all dressed up because of how special this was to him.
:Tsukki<3
-Hey where r u? -I cant see u anywhere lol -Hello? -Tsukki? -Tsukiiiii 10 mins later...
- Please text back saying if ur coming or not..
10 messages and an hour later at 11:30PM..
-sry yamaguchi I forgot I had plans with u lol i was with kuroo but I can hang out with u some other time?
-and anyways we (Tsukki n Yams) always hang out
-maybe it's time for us- or u. to lay off a bit.
Yamaguchi didn't hesitate to power off his phone immediately.
- WOAH SORRY KUROO SENT THAT ON MY PHONE WHILE I WAS IN THE RESTROOM (unread)
-I'll come right now wait for me (unread)
(By unread I mean that Yamaguchi hasn't seen those messages)
Yamaguchi felt his anxiety lurch around like an invisible monster.
'Lay off..?'
Am I not good enough for him? No maybe he doesn't like me anymore? How am I gonna ask him out if he doesn't like me? Is Kuroo the reason he's been getting distant? Maybe I look unclean? Is it my freckles? I..mean I could try removing my freckles?-
His heart thumped louder and louder until it silenced his voice out making him lightheaded. This unbearable pain and guilt he felt was too overwhelming and almost blocked tears from moving into his tear glands.
The (usually) shy timid boy grew angry and frustrated but slowly let the feelings melt away, into nothingness.
He felt no pain, nor happiness. He just lost his crush and inspiration of 8 years and felt nothing.
Getting up weakly, he hit at the tree behind him in silence as his knuckles and fingers went numb from the blood and bruises.
Yamaguchi walked back home with his head down to the floor as blood dropped from his knuckle onto the pavement.
Just before heading inside he looked at his hands and and glared at them.
'ah sh*t my knuckles..tch- ......tch?' he laughed to himself and immediately stopped after seeing a tall blonde and a spiky black haired boy depart in the road in front of him.
Yamaguchi stared at how Tsukishima wore a nice suit, and how Kuroo's shirt was so cleanly crisp.
'...what can I say? I'm not surprised.' he muttered to himself, lip quivering as he felt his tears swell up into his eyes and pour down his face like a rainfall.
He ran into the house and attempted to wipe all the tears that were just piling up.
(Tsukishima's POV)
The tall blonde sprinted with his glasses almost falling off as he ran to the park where Yamaguchi was..
To meet no one.
'Oh f*ck..'
He quickly checked his messages to see them unread while he slicked his hair back in annoyance and worry.
'My god Kei get something right. He even said this was important to him too.'
'No no it's alright, I'll just explain everything tomorrow.'
He jogs back home, showers and gets to bed in attempt to hurry the night up so he wouldn't have a misunderstanding with Yamaguchi.
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: 😟 dam..
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