『 Tsukishima Kei x Hinata Shōyō 』
- Where Tsukishima is a high school teacher and Hinata is a bookstore employee.
❝I'm Hinata Shōyō.❞
❝And I am not interested.❞
He ends up being extremely interested, however.
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Tsukishima was done with his thoughts.
All the nonsensical, gushy feelings that had been accumulated within him for days now were categorically suffocating him.
The blonde was just seconds away from yelling out in frustration. These emotions were quite unmanageable, and the fact that he couldn't control something that was bothering him was driving him crazy. He has never experienced such a strong attraction towards anyone throughout his life until Hinata decided to waltz into his life like the happy fool he is. Tsukishima was absolutely gutted that he couldn't control his actions around the boy.
The other day when he had held Hinata's hand was unmistakably out of his character.
Another thing that left him astounded was his intense thoughts. All these abstractions were filled with his desire to explore the younger boy, chastise him, leave a garden of marks on his smooth skin and teach him a lesson for being so inevitably irresistible. After those mewls, he was left to wonder what other alluring noises Hinata could make, which definitely excited him. Tsukishima was disturbed by his own thoughts, but the mere itch to get closer to the boy and learn about him, made his pining even stronger.
After thinking a lot throughout his lunch, that he always preferred to have alone on his desk, he came to a conclusion that if something was so actively bothering him and disturbing his life, he should either dismiss the topic completely or simply work on it.
Just one fucking night. Tsukishima decided.
Hinata was enthralling, thought-provoking and that only aroused Tsukishima's curiosity and hunger. And for once, he would just go with the flow.
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"-mhm, mhm- hehe~" Hinata giggled loudly, handing back the large cup of coffee to Atsumu. "This is better than the other one- that can of coffee that you brought the other day."
Atsumu took a noisy sip from his frappe and hummed. "This is frappuccino, Shōyō-kun. That was macchiato. People usually like frappes over them." He laughed a little when he noticed the younger bloke eyeing his drink. "Here." He muttered.
"Ah- no, no." Hinata refused sheepishly, "It is yours."
"And I want you to have it. Take it." Atsumu prompted him to take the cup, smiling charmingly. He had again traveled back to the area where Hinata resided and worked.
The redhead was on a short break and was just happily conversing and sharing frappuccino with him. "Oikawa does not seem very fond of it." He chuckled loudly when he saw the man glaring at him from the glass door.
"I still have five minutes." Hinata replied as he joyously sipped on the frappe. "I like it so much, Atsumu-san!"
Atsumu felt millions of butterflies taking over his tummy. He found the redhead pretty captivating. "If Shōyō-kun likes it, I'll buy him even more of these drinks". He mumbled in a gentle voice.
