Just a short and fluffy 10 chap fic about how Tsukishima falls in love with childhood friend reader.
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He swore he didn't like you, he was sure of it.
But he couldn't help to keep you close when you look and smile at him like he's you're whole world...
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"Kei-Kun~ Kei-Kun~".
The day he shamelessly pronounce you as his dog, his puppy, seems to change something in you.
You seem more and more like one each passing day.
Every time he'd look down at you, you'll always be staring right back at him, dumb smile on your face, your voice always soft with caramel dripping from your words, his name sounds diabetic coming out of your mouth, it's giving him an headache and an heart palpitation at the same time.
He couldn't decide whether it was frustrating or exhilarating.
"Tsuki, Y/n-Chan seems to be a lot more attached to you lately" that was one thing he didn't want to hear.
He wasn't blind nor was he deaf, he saw the way you look at him, he knew what Yamaguchi is insinuating.
"Did something happen?" Yamaguchi turned to his temperamental friend as Tsukishima could only continue doing his serve practices along side the freckled boy.
"She probably just got hit in the head the past week, she's acting like more of a nuisance than usual" he reply cooly, mot even sparing a glance at the pinch server.
"Tsuki, you really don't like Y/n-Chan Huh?" He offered an sheepish smile as he did his serve.
"How could anyone like something like that, she's annoying, she's loud, she's a crybaby, and she's an insolent little brat, there's nothing to like about her" he shuts him down quickly.
"But that's only how you see her though, a lot of people think Y/n-Chan is a great girl" Tsukishima didn't need Yamaguchi to tell him so.
Deep down, in the dark dark and hallow depths of his heart, he acknowledges that Y/n is an great girl, he acknowledges that you deserve the world, but maybe it's his inner sadism taking him over, he just can't seem to be nice to you, nor talk about you nicely.
He can't be bothered, plus, he was curious.
Curious as to how you could put up with him before you're at your wits end and just give up entirely, he found an sick enjoyment to the way you break down in front of him, even when he didn't enjoy your cries.
But mostly it's because he wasn't the main reason for your hurt and despair.
But he decided to keep all these things to himself, it's not like he could share it with Yamaguchi, knowing the boys jumpy personality, he knew Yamaguchi couldn't even to begin process what Tsukishima is truly feeling.
He himself didn't even know, he don't expect or count on anyone else to.
Just as he finished another okay serve, an head popped in the screechy metal doors of the gym, turning a few heads towards the entrance, finding you there with an water bottle that seems to be right out of the vending machine.
