Countdown ~TsukiHina~

~323~

~Tsukishima~

Practice ended about ten minutes ago. I would love to have left but I'm on cleanup duty. It would be a bareable task if I was doing this alone but, unfortunately, I'm stuck with my least favourite midget on the planet. Brilliant. Just brilliant. Mind you, I do still need to ask him about this timer number countdown thing. I was going to ask him in practice but the little shit wouldn't stop screaming so I couldn't get a word in. Now might be my only real chance to ask him about it, not that I want to but I need answers, I've already lost enough sleep over this crap.

"Hey, Shortie." I'm going to regret this, I can tell already and the conversation hasn't even properly started yet. Oh my god, abort mission. Abort mission! I've just got to hope that he didn't hear me. Oh who am I kidding? Of course he heard me, he's got hearing like a bat. It pisses me off.

Great, now he's looking at me all funny like he's expecting an answer. "Yeah? What's up?" That was a relatively calm response for someone who is genuinely not calm. What if he's caught on? What if he knows about the countdown? No, there's no way he knows if what Yachi said is true.

I sigh, here goes nothing. "I just have a question.." Here we go. The moment of truth. Watch him already know he had a timer. I mean, that's basically a given if we are soulmates because he'd be able to see mine. I wonder what my timer says... irrelevant! I don't need to know that right now! Stop daydreaming Kei and focus on the task at hand, good lord.

"Oh?" Hinata tilts his head slightly. Now, I'm not going to lie, it's a cute look for him but am I about to tell him that? Am I fuck. "What's your question?"

I opened my mouth to ask but the words seemed to get caught on my tongue. Why can't I just ask him? It's not that difficult. Sure, it's a bit of a pain asking someone if they know that they're going to die in less than a year but who cares? The worst that could happen is I'll scare him a little bit and I don't care if I scare him, not one bit. I probably should care, he is my soulmate after all. Ew. Just thinking about the annoying little shit being my soulmate makes me physically sick. Ooh, here we go my words are starting to come back to me. "Have you ever noticed that you're an annoying, unlovable little shit?" Fuck, that's not what I was trying to say! I'm not wrong but no! Bad Kei! Abort mission! I repeat, abort mission!

"Uwaah?" I look down to see small tears forming in Hinata's eyes. Oh shit, here we go. "You're so mean Tsukishima! That was just uncalled for!" He sniffles, turning on his heel and running out of the gym, leaving me to finish cleaning up this dump. "I hate you!"

"Hinata, wait! It was a joke!" It wasn't a joke at all, I was being dead serious, but for once I actually feel a little bit bad. I rush off after him, cornering him by the vending machine and grabbed his lower arm, stopping him from running away. "Jeez you overreact sometimes."/

He starts struggling violently; I assume he's trying to get his arm free. "I'm not overreacting! You're just being mean!" A few small tears roll down his cheeks. Now I feel really bad. "I'm not unlovable! Just because you don't like guys doesn't give you the right to judge that!"

Ok since when the fuck was I not into guys? The bisexual disaster has entered the chat. Also, this kid's seriously starting to piss me off. If I kiss him, do you recon he'll be shocked into shutting up. It's worth a try. I put my free hand on the back of his head and pull him forward, smashing our lips together for a couple of seconds before pulling away. "I said I was sorry, now shut up and accept the apology."

~Hinata~

"I said I was sorry, now shut up and accept the apology." The words echo over and over again in my head. What just happened? Did he seriously just kiss me? But I thought he was straight. What the hell? I stand there, trying to get any words out but end up just stuttering. Tsukishima smirks down at me, letting go of my arm. "Good boy." He turns on his heels and walks away, leaving me a blushing, stuttering, tomato-faced mess.

Did he seriously mean that kiss or was he just doing it to shut me up? Probably the second option knowing Tsukishima. Oh my god, what if he caught on that I like him? Am I really that obvious? Man, and here I thought I was doing a good job at acting natural. God damn it Tsukishima, why do you do these things to me?