TsukkiYama Stories

Drawings for Tsukki

A/N: Hi! I started writing the collection about 3-4 years ago, when I wasn't the best at writing, so I would highly recommend if you aren't liking the next couple of stories, to skip to 'I like the Dummer Boy'! It's a lot more recent and I think it's written a lot better. Thanks so much for reading though! I really appreciate those who take the time to do so! :) <3

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Word Count: 431

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Kei would always wake up to find small doodles across his thighs or upper arms. He found them adorable and the artist on the other side was amazing. That artist, wherever in the world, was his soulmate. Whenever he found a new drawing on him, it would make him smile, even when he was sad. He would always show his best friend, Tadashi Yamaguchi, the drawings, and Tadashi would always smile up at him, but it always seemed off to Kei. He chose to ignore it however.

He never took into consideration it was his best friend. The perfect drawings that showed up on his skin were Tadashi's artwork. Tadashi didn't want to tell Kei it was him, and the drawings he was falling in love with were his own. He wanted to make it special the way he told him. He wanted to show him through his artistic skills.

Today was the day that Tadashi had decided to tell Kei. It was a painfully boring mathematics class, and Kei, like usual, was staring out the window. Tadashi pulled his sleeve up and grabbed his pen, he took in a short breath and started to draw a little Kei before writing in cursive, "I love you Tsukki, and it seems you've been falling for me too. Talk to me after class!" He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and pulled down his sleeve. He looked up to see a few people look at their arm where Tadashi had written, he found it a little weird.

He kept his eye on Kei for the rest of the class. He let out a sigh as Kei didn't bother to check his arm. He made his way over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Kei looked up at him.

"Any new drawings Tsukki?" He asked with a bright smile on his face.

Kei looked down and pulled up his sleeve, the wrong sleeve. He shook his head and pulled the sleeve back down. Tadashi saw him smile a little bit when he started to pull up the other sleeve. He took notice in the drawing of himself first which caused him to blush. He then read the note. With a full red face, he turned to look at Tadashi again.

"It's you..?"

Kei knew the handwriting. It had to be Tadashi. That, of course, was confirmed by the nod Tadashi gave him. Kei stood up and wrapped Tadashi in a hug, planting a kiss on his forehead.

"I'm glad it's you, I wouldn't want it any other way."