I rested my head against the pillows I own, the lingering smell of mixed cinnamon and vanilla became another reason why I'm smiling right now.
Earlier today, I decided to study in the library for I am annoyed of those two hooligans who kept on pestering my study routine.
I was focused for the first fifteen minutes of this study session, when I spotted your familiar hair color. I frowned when I saw you acting like you're strong. Your lanky arms forcibly carrying ten thesis hard bounds, and your face slowly painting a frown. I heaved a sigh, contemplating if I should play this trump card of approaching you or let your arms suffer miserably to the number of books you clutched.
Before I can even think of possible results of this action, I immediately walk to approach you. You were murmuring words of courage, I paid no heed to it and took the seven hard bounds from you.
You seem baffled that you did not bother to express gratitude, not that I mind. Our eyes locked for a matter of seconds, then you blinked a few times and managed to say, "I-it's not heavy." I wanted to retort that you can barely carry these books, but I just stayed silent instead. "I-I'm stronger than you think!" You said, sticking out your lower lip to emphasize your disbelief. You looked adorable in that facial expression, but I don't want to tell it to you for I am afraid that you'll think of me as a creep.
"So...where do these go?"
"At the counter—wait! Ugh, I said I can carry these by myself."
I placed them at the librarian's counter, then left before you even knew about it.
The scene plays on repeat inside my head, like a person's favorite song. I'll endlessly play it inside my head. Worry not, I'm pretty sure I'll never get tired of it.
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Eleven Ways to say "I love you"|| Tsukishima Kei x Reader
Fanfiction"And as my hair feels the comfort from my soft pillows, my head wonders how would it feel to have you in between my arms." © glumstars Disclaimer: I do not own the anime series, "Haikyuu", but I do own the plot of this story.
