continuation of jirotaru's 'may i'
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after seeing the thin yellow silk ribbon in her hands, van's breath caught in her throat. it took her a while to register what just happened, her brain frying just a little when it put the pieces together as well as after it.
tsukishima wanted to ask her to be his dance partner? all this time?
confusion washed over her when she recalled the tall russian princess walking in with him earlier. who was she, then? was she an escort? an arranged partner?
anyway. she should not bother about that. the most important thing was to find him.
she sprang out of her chair and nudged past people, ignoring their whispered complaints and accusatory glares. she needed to find him. resolve settled in her bones as she strutted around proudly, eyes in search of the blonde prince.
and it was not all that hard, actually. i mean, how difficult could it be to find a tall blonde with glasses?
"tsukishima kei," she said in her normal 'condescending' tone and stood tall, spine straight, arms crossed. she did not care whether or not it was rude of her to include his title in front of his name.
the prince turned around, brow raised in surprise and curiosity. he eyed her slowly, then managed a "what."
"you have a lot of explaining to do," van said, bringing out the ribbon and dangling it in front of her, a smirk forming on her lips.
tsukishima turned bright scarlet, the colour of fresh tomatoes, at the tips of his ears, "let's go somewhere private."
the two walked up the stairs, all while the contestants were still dancing on the ballroom dance floor and orchestral music was swelling in the background. they walked down the quiet hallways and entered a rather roomy balcony, where the wind was blowing and swept the princess's dark locks up in quite a frenzy.
she struggled to keep her hair out of her face when he simply grabbed the ribbon from her hands and proceeded to hold her hair up, then tie it. once that was done, he stuffed his hands into his pockets. van glanced over at his ears to see that they were still flushed.
"why didn't you tell me you wanted me to be your partner?" she asked without any warning, stopped, then added, "i mean... you know. is it because i'm that bad of a dancer?"
"no, no you're not," he said, dismissing the idea immediately, "it's just..."
he went quiet and his ears went pink again, prompting her to tap her foot against the floor, "out with it."
"it's tough for me to say it, okay?!" his tone was exasperated, brows furrowed and ears going full-on red, an even more vibrant shade of crimson, "i can't seem to be good enough for you and i feared that you might reject me. hell, it was considered 'good' if i could just stand beside you without you getting pissed."
van blinked owlishly, eyes wide, "you thought i hated you?"
"don't you?"
she burst into a fit of loud laughter, bending over to slap her knees, "tsukishima kei, afraid of me? now that should go on the front-page news."
"oi," his brows furrowed together, seemingly pissed at her reaction, "stop that."
"i thought you hated me!" she said incredulously, pointing at him then herself, "you always seem to pick a fight with me, so i thought you didn't like me."
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