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twenty seven

"Ah! Y/n?!" Mrs. Tsukishima wore a surprised expression as soon as she saw y/n appear from the room across from Tsukishima's, bed-head and all.

It was currently the following morning. Last night, as soon as the three had arrived at the house, Tsukishima helped y/n to the room she'd stay at, which was across from his. His mom was already asleep so he assured her that she could see her in the morning and it'd all work out and everything. Y/n reluctantly agreed, already feeling bad about staying over without his mom knowing, but the four eyes reassured her once again that she knew in advance that she may be coming and if she didn't— well, he's sure that he wouldn't kick her out.

Y/n smiled warmly at the comment and then stood behind her bedroom door, waiting to close it. Tsukishima was already behind his door as well and they stared at each other silently for a few seconds. "Goodnight." He said and her heart thumped. "Night." She said back. They both closed their doors. It took y/n a moment to fall asleep thanks to her mind jumping back to the events at the train station, but once she did, she knocked out like a light.

Presently, y/n's heart was racing nervously as soon as she locked eyes with Mrs. Tsukishima. "I'm so sorr-"

"Are you doing okay? I'm so glad to see you arrived safely."

"Huh?"

"I heard from Akiteru that you might be coming. I wanted to say hi and everything, but I'm already getting old and can't stay up too late." She giggled.

"I'm so sorry. I should've let you know in advance. I didn't want to stay over without your permission."

Mrs. Tsukishima stepped closer and placed a hand upon y/n's shoulder. "Hey, don't be sorry. Did you already forget what I told you before? You're always welcome here."

Y/n looked at the older woman with a twinkle in her eyes. How could someone be so kind? For a second, it made her wonder how that four eyes and this angel in front of her were even remotely related. "Thank you. Thank you for letting me stay."

Mrs. Tsukishima chuckled warmly and pat her shoulder twice. "I'm glad you're here with us." She turned back around. "Kei's not up yet, I think. You can go wake him up and I'll finish with breakfast."

Y/n hummed in response, and slowly walked towards the four-eyes bedroom. The door was closed, and she placed her hand on top of the doorknob, turning it as slowly as possible to try and make as little noise as possible. The door inched open slowly and eventually, she was inside the room. She closed the door behind her but made sure to not close it fully. Her eyes landed upon the tall figure resting on the bed in front of her. His back was turned away from her, but the sun shone in from the windows onto his body. The blanket covered only up to his stomach, and one arm was tucked under his head, the other under the pillow. She quietly approached closer, heart thumping in her chest with each step she took.

She really didn't want to wake him.

Y/n carefully dropped to her knees once she was in front of the bed. She put her cheek down against the top of the mattress, and stared at the back of Tsukishima's blonde, messy, bed-head. Before she even realized, she was reaching a hand to touch his gold hair, and stroked it softly. She continued to do so for a long moment, feeling content and peaceful, until he suddenly rolled over, and was now facing towards her. He still had his eyes closed, but y/n hadn't moved her hand away, so his cheek was now resting in the palm of her hand. Y/n's face burned, and she knew it probably showed, but it was okay since the other couldn't see. She took the chance to study his face. He wasn't wearing glasses of course, which allowed for her to see his dark eyelashes, thin eyebrows, and a face that wasn't tense with furrowed brows, but one that looked relaxed and tranquil. She wondered what he was dreaming of, if he even was dreaming at all. She hesitantly raised her thumb and swiped his cheek back and forth, just as he'd done the night before after they had shared a kiss.

Tsukishima leaned even more into her touch, and y/n could feel his lips resting on her hand. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to be as dignified as possible, but it was nearly impossible with the feeling of the other's lips tickling her palm. A few seconds passed, and she creaked one eye open again after believing she had calmed down a bit, but was not expecting to be greeted with the boy in front of her to be awake. Her head was still resting on the mattress and they locked eyes, but she seemed to be the only one surprised. She quickly sat up, retrieving her hand from under his cheek and rubbing the warm spot on it secretly on her lap. "H- how long were you awake?" She asked with wide eyes.

Tsukishima smirked softly. "I only just woke up. Why? Were you doing something perverted?"

"No!" Y/n exclaimed. "I..." Her heart was beating fast. "Sorry. Was that okay?"

"What? You mean you holding my face?"

She gulped then nodded.

Tsukishima's hand slid a short distance across the mattress towards y/n, and he flipped it, so that his palm was facing up. He was waiting for her to take it.

Y/n hesitantly reached for it, and once their palms were touching each other, Tsukishima's fingers curled around hers. The gesture made y/n nervous, and she kept her gaze trained on their intertwined hands rather than his face. However, when the blondie raised both of their hands up to his face, and twisted it so the back of her hand faced him and vice versa, she was forced to look at him, straight in the eye. As he spoke, she felt his breath hit against the back of her hand and it sent chills down her spine. "I never moved, did I?" He finally replied.

"...Right." Y/n said nervously, her mind too occupied by the feeling of Tsukishima's lips lightly brushing against her hand. The feeling was too much, especially since their eyes had not moved from one another the whole time.

Y/n gulped. She suddenly wanted to lean over and feather him with kisses, on his eyelids, the tip of his nose, his cheeks, his lips. Y/n pursed her lips tightly and then sighed. Your mom is making breakfast. Let's go down now." She tried to say as nonchalantly as possible.

"Okay." Tsukishima said. He uncurled his fingers and let go, and y/n's hand retreated. He finally sat up and scratched his head, yawning.

Y/n glanced at him, and his bare face without glasses. It was undeniable that he was attractive. She'd seen him once before without glasses, but it's been quite a bit since then, so she'd forgotten the image. How did he look so cute and sexy at the same time? Y/n must've been staring for far too long when she realized Tsukishima was smirking at her, "Don't wanna go down yet?"

No, I don't.

Y/n huffed, averting her eyes and standing up. Her knees were starting to hurt from sitting on them for too long. "Your mom's waiting." She walked to the door without another look back, closing it behind her. After the door was shut, she leaned her back against it gently, and buried her face into her hands, listening to her thudding heartbeat.