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Third Person POV:
"Kei-kun!" the h/c haired girl squealed, running over to a 4 year old Tsukishima with Yamaguchi.
The blonde stared at her while the green haired boy ran to her with a smile.
"Y/n/n! Did you know? Tsuki was smiling and talking about you an-" Yamaguchi said with a smile before being cut off by a blushing Tsukishima.
"Shut up," he muttered, covering Yamaguchi's mouth with one hand, and his face with the other.
"Whoah! Kei-kun, you look like a... a... bushing mezz!" a 4 year old Y/n said in awe, reaching out a finger to poke his cheek.
Sighing, Tsukishima allowed the smaller girl to poke his cheek, before he asked, "And what exactly is a bushing mezz?"
"Ooh! Ooh! I know!" Yamaguchi said excitedly, "It's when you start bushing all over your face!" further confusing the intellectual 4 year old.
"...huh?" he asked, as his two friends simply stared at him expectantly, as he had a blank look on his face.
"Yams! I think we're smarter than Kei-kun! Finally!" the girl squealed, starting to squeeze Tsukishima's cheeks.
"Yay!" Yamaguchi said happily, starting to jump up and down as Tsukishima stood there with an annoyed, but fond, expression on his face.
Later that day, when Tsukishima went home, he promptly barged into his 9 year old brother's, Tsukishima Akiteru, room.
"What's a bushing mezz?" he asked, sitting down on the floor, waiting for an answer, not liking the fact he didn't know what his 2 best friends knew.
"Huh?" Akiteru asked confused, never having heard those words before. "Is this something Yamaguchi and Y/n/n said?"
The younger Tsukishima nodded, as he continued, "My face got red and Y/n/n said I was a bushing mezz."
"Oh. She meant blushing mess, kiddo," his brother said affectionately, patting the 4 year old's head.
*2 years later*
"Happy 6th birthday!" Yerin, Y/n's best friend squealed, hugging her tightly.
Tsukishima narrowed his eyes, not liking the girl, finding her to be too loud and annoying, already being tired having to deal with Y/n. However, his crush was adamant that wherever she went, Yerin followed as well.
As the party continued, Tsukishima felt himself growing more nervous for his gift. He had gotten her another gift, one he wanted to give to her privately.
"Oi, Yerin!" Tsukishima called out to Yerin, as the last time he called her by her last name, Y/n looked like she was about to cry. "Where's Bu-Y/n/n?"
Yerin turned around and rolled her eyes before pointing to the backyard, before turning around to talk to their other classmates.
Tsukishima rolled his eyes before slipping on his shoes to walk out to the backyard where the h/c haired girl was. She was sitting on the swing, making patterns on the dirt with her feet.
