TSUKISHIMA KEI X MALE READER
"how can one simple missunderstanding come to this?!"
where in two students have been mistaken for their feelings? wonder where this would go.
C. Plot - my love mix up!
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The jerky male sat on his table while tapping vigorously on his phone. [name] Kiyoshi, the schools- well... nothing! he's just another student studying here. No other purpose but to sit and listen to the teacher. Though fate had another path for him, a route of misunderstanding.
the door slammed open rather loudly and revealed their panting teacher sweaty and all. Some of the students chuckled and laughed but when the teacher gave them a deep glare they all shrunk in their seats regretfully. They knew what would come next.
"Surprise! a pop quiz." the teacher set down the papers every student groaning except for the energetic president of the class "every body cheer up! I'm sure we can all achieve the high scores with great HONOR!-" he sparkled with every word he added to his speech "sit down mr. Suoh." the teacher rubbed his temples the blond with glasses gossiping with his friend.
"take your pencils out. And pass out the test papers." his monotone voice rang around the room, all the students start rummaging around their bag but one particular boy couldn't find his pencil case but only saw a neglected eraser in the pocket of his bag. "Tadashi, do you have an extra pencil? I'm out." he quietly nudged the male who nudged back harshly making him frown "asshat." he muttered, he tried asking people for a pencil but none of them had or just ignored. "Mr. Kiyoshi, is there a problem?" the teacher looked over [name] who's head was turning every direction "I don't have a pencil..." the stressed man pointed at the door signalling him to borrow from the fellow class just across.
[name] embarrassed ran out the classroom to class 1-5. [name] nervously started to sweat aware that Yachi Hitoka the first love of his life was behind that door. When he was about to open the door it slid open revealing the person who he was nervous about "Y-yachi-san!" he jumped and bowed the pink filling his cheeks further. "d-do you need anything?... Kiyoshi-san?" she tapped him as he was staring at her still "oh! I need a pencil... do you have anything to lend..?" he nervously wiggled the students stared at their interaction weirdly "I do! here!" she handed him a pencil [name] fluttering at the word 'I do.' "thank you, Yachi-san!~" he flew away while giggling. "what a weirdo. Does he think we didn't see him make faces when he was trying to open the door?" a student laughed.
[name] opened the door and 'flew' to his seat 'gracefully' and held the pencil like it was his baby when he turned the pencil around to observe it the writing "T ♡" shattered his heart to a million pieces 'who is this T!?' he looked around his classroom and fell to a conclusion 'of course it'd be him! Yachi-san is so modest...' he glared at the blonde in front of his seat 'no wonder why she was always so nervous around both Tadashi and that Tsukishima Kei...' he gritted his teeth and dug his nails on his palm while hiding his face in his arms. Silently cursing Tsukishima.
Tsukishima passed out his papers to [name] who still isn't taking them, he shook the paper around waiting for him to take it. Having enough of it he pushed the papers on him making the pencil fall to the ground. Tsukishima being the nice person he was took the pencil and his eyes widened at the T initial on the pencil. He blinked twice at it thinking maybe it was all on his head. But there it sat proudly on the pencil. "Hoy Kiyoshi, what the hell is this." he asked eyes still wide. [name] jumped in his seat and snatched the pencil away "it's not mine!" he said defensively with his hands up "then whose is it?"
'I can't betray Yachi... I have no right!' he slumped down his seat and looked away bashfully "It's actually mine..." he scoffed under his breath "are you serious...?" Tsukishima looked away slowly . [name] regretting every inch of his decision. 'Goodbye my dear, Yachi.'
after class it was soon break time. [name] quickly ran leaving the classroom, Tsukishima still bewildered nudged on Yamaguchi, "You know that kid right? you're friends with him?" he asked while sipping on his strawberry yogurt drink. "why's that you're asking?" Tsukishima groaned and poked him to just say it "yeah, I am." he said annoyed "what kind of guy is he?"
"he likes sweets, food, sleeping and well what any average person does." he said monotony "any crushes?" he sipped harder on his yogurt drink "why? you wanna get dirt on him? well sucks to be you. I don't know anything." he shrugged, Tsukishima grumbled and stood up from his seat. "thanks for nothing." he went out of the classroom and to the vending machine to stuff his stomach with more yogurt drinks "No problem!"
he leaned on the pillar, thoughts flying around his head 'when did this happen? we don't even talk often.' deep in thought his eyebrows furrowed 'and a heart? are you serious.' he slurped on the straw 'when was the last time we talked?' his face made a rbf when he remembered.
oh, yeah.
"Hey! Tsukishima, Tadashi. It's raining I can walk you both home." [name] came over to them with his umbrella "I can walk alone, I have my own!" Tadashi walked away leaving the two of them together "then why didn't you share yours with him?" [name] deadpanned "bye!" he waved again "let's go?" the slightly shorter male nudged his shoulder. Tsukishima nodded quietly. [name] tried lining the umbrella with the blonds height "ahaha.. wait a sec..." he tried tip toeing "let's go!" he started waddling to the road "you might get hit by a car, give me that you dumb dumb." he flicked his forehead and held the umbrella for them, [name] looked at him and smiled eyes sparkling "let's go!"
fuck.
"Tsukishima, your collar is unbuttoned let me help you." [name] buttoned his shirt growing closer unknowingly. "there!" he patted Tsukishima's back and went back on his phone. "thanks?"
Dammit we work well. That's not a good thing.
he choked on his yogurt drink and coughed, [name] now in front of him "Tsukishima!" he greeted causing the blond to cough even harder "ah, [n-name]" he stammered on his words while coughing lightly. "so... how did you do on the test?" he asked while swinging his arms around "Couldn't focus." [name] looked away ashamed and mentally apologised "ah... I see. So are you free after school?" Tsukishima squeezed his drink, it spilling everywhere on the ground. [name] grinned awkwardly "I wanna talk about earlier in class."
"why not now?" he asked while gulping his mind racing "well, everybody will hear. Meet me at the rooftop!" he skipped away and left Tsukishima to over think all over again.
