PRESENCE : Tsukishima X Reader

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"I'm surprised", Tsukishima smirked, his character running in the field. Y/N silently carries the toy gun, shooting guns on the screen directly to the blonde's male sidekick.

The titan then finds a blind spot, hitting a few balls in the girl's character, its lives slowly getting low. Y/N didn't mind looking at his smirk as she was concentrating on the lamppost's team. Sticking her tongue out on the side with satisfaction, she pressed the gun's handle, killing Tsukishima's last partner.

Taking it as an advantage, Y/N's two robot team rushed to the last enemy. Sadly, he noticed this plan, focusing the trigger at the characters' head.

"Bullseye", two shots were heard, the two allies laying dead on the ground. Due to his sudden victory, he was shot at the back by his one and only date. Y/N puts the gun's mouth near hers, pretending to blow a smoke as she swirls it around her index finger. This made the salt frown in defeat, a loud growl echoing in the poor girl's ear.

Y/N smirked by his annoyance, flapping her hands like a champ. She puts back the gun, leaving the game to find other. Suddenly, she heard two coins being pushed. She looked at the back, the machine working again. She saw the blonde holding tightly on his gun.

"One more time!"

'Pft'

"Game over"

"Stupid game. I'm never playing this again", Tsukishima was clearly annoyed seeing Y/N laughing behind his back.

"You suck", Y/N puts her hand on her belly, laughing silently.

"No. My gun sucks. This should be fixed", he didn't want to admit his defeat. He puts the gun back with force, putting his hands on his pockets as he ran away. The girl laughed even harder, tears forming in her eyes.

"W-wait!", She slowly approached the grumpy titan, grinning widely.

"Since you lose, I'll let you pick the next game", she winks and gives a bag of coins. They continued to search, the place getting a little crowded.

"Hmm", Tsukishima continues to play with the bag, tossing it lightly in the air as the coins make a catchy sound. A bright light reaches in the corner of his eyes. He looked at that direction, seeing what game is it. Thinking like an evil, he smirked, knowing his huge advantage.

"Troll, look here", he used his two fingers to slip it around her chin, making her head to rotate towards the machine.

She gulped, 'No', she shook her head slowly.

"Oh yes", Tsukishima continued, making her panic more as she thought the blonde can read minds.

"Nooo", she whined, being dragged by the salt towards the machine. He pressed two coins inside the hole before slamming the start button. The game then starts, the materials going down as it starts playing music.

He takes one basketball, swirling it around his long finger. "Yes".

He holds it, "Let's start", shooting it to the net as he makes a familiar pose.
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'Show off', Y/N bits her lower lip while watching Tsukishima getting into the last round.

'He's not even getting serious. He's totally doing the salt bae action. Dude he's tall', she cried in her thoughts, preparing herself on what to do to beat him up.

'There's no way!', she ruffles her hair with frustration, almost giving up on her throne.

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The blonde's score grew bigger. What do you think the other people see? Well, Y/N's description was right. He's totally looking like a chef, dumping ingredients on the pot. That's. How. Tall. He. Is.