Prince of Tennis || One-shots

Ochi Tsukimitsu-I'm not short, you're just tall!

Your 16-year old boyfriend was practicing his Mach Serve and you have been asking him to rest, but he didn't want to. You sighed and knew that arguing would be of no avail, and just stopped. He had a 100% success rate with his mach serve, since it was just a flat serve from 226 centimetres high. Yes, your boyfriend was that tall. You were just 167 cm tall.

Once, your over-average tall boyfriend called you short. You answered, "I'm not short, you're just tall!" (A/N wink wink CrystalMeows !)

He just chuckled and patted your head with his large hand, and suggested that the two of you get milk tea. You, loving milk tea, obviously agreed. Who wouldn't like a free drink? Then again, you were worried for Tsuki-san's health and well-being when he would go to the U-17 camp. Will he be okay?

"I'm gonna be just fine. I'm the mental assassin, remember? And the captain of Hyotei. Hey, as the manager, don't you think that greyish-bluish haired dude will be good for the future captain?" Tsuki-san asked you, as if reading your thoughts.

"He looks interesting... but who will be the vice captain? Maybe Oshitari-kun? He is friends with Atobe-kun, after all." As the manager, you knew most of the people in the club.

"Yeah..." unexpectedly, he picked you up from your seat on your comfy home couch and placed you on his lap. You blushed, not knowing what to do. Tsuki-san tilted your head so that it faced him, and placed his lips on yours. When he pulled away, you were blushing like crazy. You fell into his chest and hugged him.

"I love you."