request from Loveroftsuki
i storm out of school exhausted. after all the hours and days i spent studying for this fucking test... 'he has the audacity to give me a BELOW AVERAGE?' i mumble to myself, putting on my comfortable headphones. following the route to Tsuki's house, I was hoping to be greeted with lots of hugs and kisses. i climbed up the stairs that the dim alley provided. i was on the way to my boyfriend's. Tsukishima. hopefully, he'd cheer me up, even if it was just a little bit.
he'd just be finishing volleyball practice with the team, and his mom and brother are out so... i'll just let myself in. i fumble with my backpack trying to find the keys. I sigh and dig deeper until i feel something cold ' got you bitch ' i think while yanking them out and depositing them in the keyhole, twisting them.
when i step in i'm greeted with the smell of home. i smile while taking my shoes off. "tsuki? hello? is anyone here?"
i yell waiting for a response just to be met with the echo of my voice circling around the thin house walls.
i smile knowing that me and tsuki would be able to speak in peace with it being just the two of us.
i lightly run up the stairs and enter his room and jump on his bed.
I receive an immense whiff of his deodorant and i feel my eyes roll back. 'he smells so good..'
tsukishima's pov.
i feel my heartbeat racing as sweat clings to my forehead, sliding down. i try to run faster to get to the finish line but i don't think my legs can take it. i slow down but get told by coach ukai to keep on going, otherwise i'll have to run another lap. i roll my eyes and start slowly jogging while eyeing everyone who finished before me.
we were all overworked today because kageyama and hinata wouldn't stop arguing about who messed up their set, it was annoying to hear them yell nonsense. i finally finish and feel my weak legs pass underneath me. i was gasping for air but then i got handed my water bottle by yamagucci. i nod at him as a ' thank you' and he smiles back. i just want to go home and fucking sleep is that to much to ask for?
"alright guys! practice is done for the weekend. you all need your rest, i'll see you soon." coach exclaims while clapping his hands together.
"finally." i collect my breath, jogging to the changing rooms to do my deed.
some time after, i bid my farewells to yamagucci and some others. I reach for my phone to see a text message from y/n. fuck. she had her test today. i roll my eyes not really wanting to deal with her bragging about how well she did, my day has already been shit enough.
i ignore her text and decide i'll text her when i feel like it. i stop outside my house to see that my bedroom light was on, emitting from the window brightly. great. so, a murderer is in my house or it's y/n. amazing. i open the door to see her shoes neatly placed in the corner.
'great. i like her.. don't get me wrong. but i am not in the mood right now' i think while also taking my shoes off and placing them far from hers. i take my time ascending the stairs and hear snores from my room. i feel my heart blush for a moment but then i'm reminded of the awful day i've had, I'm not in i slam the door open with a bang and shove my bag in the corner messily. hopefully the loud entrance i made woke her up?
