PRESENCE : Tsukishima X Reader

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Steam starts to come out of Y/N's ears, filling the car with heat as it fights with the air conditioning.

When Tsukishima successfully called a cab, he lets the girl come in first. With pride, she lands her foot on the dusty black floor, bending to let her whole head fit inside. She sat down, immediately sliding herself to the side to create a distance with salt fairy.

Tsukishima kindly informs an unknown location to the driver, receiving a nod before spinning the wheel. Meanwhile, the cold girl puffs, exhaling very loud. She crossed her arms, not noticing the pout she's forming. She ignores the side on her right, looking at the window while regretting to have a date with him.

'Where are we going?', she leaned on her window throne, sadly looking at each Billboard. Each with popular actors and models.

"We're going to a cafe", the blonde answered bluntly, and again, Y/N felt this strange feeling flowing in her mind. She groaned and looked at Tsukishima, pointing at her temple.

"Do you have mind reading powers or what?", She pokes her side profile, getting a little annoyed by how the fry would immediately answer the thoughts she had.

He shrugged, grabbing the phone on his simple black bag. He scrolls, the image getting caught on his glasses.

"They said they make the best Strawberry Shortcakes", he shows the picture on his side, the determination shown right in his eyes. He places back the screen on his face, leaning on his seat while admiring the presentation of the cake.

"I thought we could try", he turned off his phone, placing it in his bag before leaning back. He craves for the girl's happiness, only to feel sad by the way she quietly stares on the moving scenery, not being bothered by his own existence.

The driver noticed the sudden atmosphere, sighing while driving silently between the road. Being trapped with a dozen cars, they stopped in the middle greeted by a hot and annoying traffic. He tapped impatiently on his playing wheel, looking at his side to see different people striving hard to work as well.

The quiet realization passed through his mind, getting to be excited as he reached for the radio. He twists the button around, looking a certain number. He calms himself, reminding himself to feel such relaxation while the traffic bugs everyone. The music then plays, the beautiful waves of instruments shaking in their ears.

He was sure not only him must enjoy this, sheepishly turning up on the volume. He then observes the two on his rear view mirror, the dark aura exchanging places with the cozy air. The driver then taps the wheel's top, matching it with the beat of the old music.

The supremacy of the lullaby gave warmth to the two passengers, mentally scolding themselves for suddenly getting violent on the date earlier. They didn't even do anything bad, so why feel so tense? The immense regret flows right through them.

Chewing the insides of her mouth, Y/N scoops the pride in her brain, yeeting it away out of the car as her heart beats like a honking trumpet.

She continues to cross her arm, getting a little hurt by how she kept staying in that position. "Do they have cheesecakes?"

She spoke as fast as flash, although the smart man had unique ears that literally caught all those words. Amused, she glanced to see the blonde checking at his phone, scrolling at a fast speed while his eyes goes up and down.

He smiled, turning off the phone, "They do". Relieved that the girl has already moved on from the cringe event earlier, he leaned his head on the seat, closing his eyes as his breaths were in synched with the music.

"Ok"

The old man watched them like their guardian, his cute side dentures showing as he smiled like an old grandpa would. The crowded cars growled in smokes, starting the engine. The traffic was the driver's best buddy, feeling relieved as well as it slowly disappeared. With that, the driver thought that this traffic was like a plan, giving enough time for the two to make up before reaching the destination which is only near the mall.