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Kei Tsukishima - Awkward Kiss

Awkward Kiss – Kei Tsukishima

A/N: Male!reader. I've been on a kick. I have a new favorite. I've been binging Tsukki fics and came up with ideas of my own and upon discovering that said fics haven't been written by anyone else, I decided to write them.

I know a lot of you don't read smut, so I alluded to it in this chapter. There will be a bonus chapter meant to fill the space where the smut would have happened, so if you enjoy smut, you can still read it.

Words: 3,682

The boys of the Karasuno volleyball club gathered in Sugawara's living room, circled on the floor with various plates of snacks and cans of soda scattered between them. As their manager-in-training, preparing to take over for Kiyoko when she and the other third year graduated, you were involved in club activities, whether or not they pertained to volleyball.

You were sandwiched between Hinata and Nishinoya, who were taking turns excitedly chatting your ears off. You laughed along with them, enjoying their friendliness. Kageyama was still warming up to you, as was Tsukishima. If pressed, you would deny the flutter that occurred in your chest any time the tall, stoic blond so much as glanced at you. Hinata and Nishinoya had pressed, repeatedly, and eventually wore you down. You admitted being attracted to the middle blocker, and they, unsurprisingly, teased you relentlessly. You pleaded with them to keep it to themselves, to not let it slip to the rest of the team, and especially not Tsukishima. That only led to their insistence that you participate in Sugawara's overnight gathering, promising to push the two of you together until the blond succumbed to your apparent charm and asked you out.

You doubted every single plan they fathomed, but it was too exhausting to prevent them from planning. So you sat between the two troublemakers, who against your wishes had gotten Tanaka involved, and you were almost certain that Daichi and Sugawara had caught on as well, if their occasional glances in your direction were anything to go by.

"We're going to play a game!" Tanaka announced, and your heart hammered anxiously.

"What game?" Yamaguchi inquired excitedly. He enjoyed the buddy-buddy bonding moments with the team, especially when he managed to drag Tsukishima along.

"Seven Minutes in Heaven!" Nishinoya and Tanaka exclaimed. Dread pooled in the pit of your stomach, and you felt your face flushing.

"No way," Kageyama groaned, shaking his head.

"Sorry, no exclusions," Hinata stated, playfully shoving your shoulder. You turned to glare at him, earning a lighthearted chuckle from Sugawara.

Daichi had a notebook and pen in hand, scribbling down everyone's names before tearing the page and folding the pieces. He placed them in a large bowl before holding it out to you. "Newest member of the club goes first."

Your jaw dropped as snickers sounded beside you. With a sigh, you realized that this had been the plan all along. You closed your eyes and reached into the bowl, digging to the bottom for the last scrap of paper. Pulling it out, you handed it to Daichi to discover your fate.

The club captain read the name to himself before a grin split his lips. You tried to shrink into yourself as he turned his attention towards you.

"Tsukishima," he announced, earning wolf whistles and laughter from Nishinoya, Hinata, and Tanaka. You were certain your cheeks were the color of Nekoma's jerseys as Tanaka all but dragged you to the closet, shoving you inside. Tsukishima followed nonchalantly, leaning against the wall opposite you as the door was closed and locked from the outside.