Music notes//tsukihina

Stealing from me

≈Tsukishima≈

I can't believe this! Roomed with that annoying...ly perfect little ball of overly energetic beautiful sunshine.

God! Give me a break! What did I do to deserve this?

Many things. Many many things.

Shut up conscience.

I groaned, walking down the hall to our room, Hinata bouncing in tow.

"What room are we? How many beds are there? There should be two, right?" Does he ever stop talking!?

"407. And yes, two queens. Now will you stop talking?" I spat, opening the door and walking in.

"Wow, such a gentleman." Hinata mumbled.

I took a step back, holding the door.

"Fine. Ladies first." I said, sarcasm spilling from my mouth.

"Thank- Wait!" He started jumping up and down, throwing fists into the air.

"Calm down, it's called a joke." I pushed past him, throwing my stuff onto a bed.

"Oh. We can joke now!?" He yelled, jumping onto the bed next to me.

"There's another bed. Go over there." I mumbled, not paying attention as I pulled out my phone and headphones.

"But, since we make jokes, that means we're friends? right? So we should be able to hang out!" He jumped up, snatching my headphones and replacing them with earphones.

"Hey! what are you doing!?"

"Here try these. They're easier to store than big bulky headphones. I'm gonna go take a shower, have fun!"

Random. Adorable. Little. Sunshine!!!

I hate emotions.

Once he was in the bathroom, I picked up the earphones and examined them.

They seem new, why did he buy them if he didn't use them.

Eh, whatever.

Finding the playlist my hopelessly in live self made.

Of course, I had someone in mind. You've don't it too, don't judge.

I got lost in the music, singing to myself.

I subconsciously switched out the pronouns.

≈Hinata≈

Once I was in the bathroom, I decided to take a rain check on the shower until later.

I settled on brushing my teeth and changing. I threw on my sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt because honestly, why not?

I walked out of the bathroom and into the main bedroom area.

I looked around, hearing a slight mumble of music.

My eyes fell onto Tsukishima, who was laid out on his bed, eyes closed and singing to himself.

I walked over to my bed, debating whether or not I should tell him the bathrooms free.

Deciding to leave him to relax for a bit, I laid down on the bed and listened to his soft singing.

"I know I can treat you better. Than he can. And any guy like you deserves a gentleman. Tell me why are we wasting time. On all your wasted cryin'. When you should be with me instead. I know I can treat you better. Better than he can." He sang.

I figured he would want a shower, so I got up and made my way over to him.

I stood there, thinking of a way to get his attention. He's stopped singing, so I think he fell asleep.