IM BACK GUYS. YAYYYY.
*throws confetti*
I'm sorry I wasn't able to update in a while... I had to do a lot of things going on lol. Anyways...
Hope you guys enjoy this fresh-off-my-itouch chappie!
P.S. You guys are sixteen in this chapter.
P.P.S. A pinch of cuteness with you and Tsukki in this chap and a whole buttload of angst to be expected. You have been warned.
P.P.S. This is my first time writing a chapter with a bit of angst so I'm sorry if it's really bad T^T
P.P.P.S. This is only the first half of the second chapter :)
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Are you a camera?
Because whenever I look at you, I smile.
Tsukishima read the bright neon pink post-it note deliberately placed by you on his locker once again, blinking vigorously at its seemingly out-of-place color. It happened to be the only splash of color he had noticed on the dull hallway and the thought of you going to school earlier than he had just to place that sticky-note made him smile. Over the past eight years that he had been friends with you, you, without fail, have always managed to find ways to make even the tiniest of smiles stretch halfway across his features, making the day seem brighter and the world less dull for him. "Good morning, Sushi!" you greeted him cheerfully, wiggling your eyebrows playfully once you had noticed the pink post-it trapped between his index finger and thumb. "I see you got my post-it!"
The volleyball player rolled his eyes at your nickname for him and waved his hand dismissively, turning away as to not let you see the smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. "What's with the color?" he asked, folding the note and slipping it into his pocket as swiftly as he could. Not noticing what he had done, you placed your hands behind your back and started to shift your weight from your heel to your toes religiously out of habit. "I just though you needed to get in touch with your feminine side," you grinned at him, making the blonde turn back to you once again with a look of annoyance.
"Do you even have a feminine side at all?" Tsukishima shot back, his signature smirk following shortly after when he had seen that you had made no attempt at a comeback (not that you had any at the moment).
"I thought so," his annoyingly attractive smirk grew wider, earning a roll of the eyes.
"I just didn't feel like explaining myself to an incompetent idiot like you," you deadpanned, trying your best not to laugh when he shot you a glare.
"Well, at least I actually knew what a pick-up line meant when we were eight."
"At least I wasn't some blonde Emo kid back then who thought that the whole world sucked!"
"Tsk. At least I didn't—" Tsukishima started but was cut off when the both of you were hit at the back of the head with a volleyball. When you turned to see who had managed to stop the both of you from continuing your pointless bickering, you were greeted by a fuming Daichi. A dark aura seemed to surround the area he was in and you both involuntarily shivered.
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Fanfiction"Would you like to dance?" You stared at his outstretched hand which was empty, waiting for your palm to fit perfectly into his. It dared you to take it, to change what would have been a dull world into one full of color- one full of him. And as you...
