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AU: Gang
Requested
FEM! Reader
Word Count: 8.3k
Warnings: Violent descriptions, some swearing
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Tsukishima had taken an affinity to flowers since he met (Y/N).
Every night that week he had gone to her store and brought back a bouquet of flowers with him. Each bouquet was placed in various vases and pots that decorated the inside of his office and places around Headquarters that had good light.
(Y/N) was very adamant about it. She constantly told him how to take care of the flowers he took home and sprinkled tiny facts whenever he was in her store. If he closed his eyes, Tsukishima could almost hear her voice in the back of his mind. The potted flowers have to be watered every few days. Make sure they don't dry out but don't drown them either. Change the water every day with flowers you plan to put in vases. Make sure they have natural sunlight. There were so many rules, but he found himself smiling at the thought of it.
The Karasuno members definitely took notice of Tsukishima's new hobby, snickering amongst themselves whenever they saw their boss holding a light blue watering can, humming to himself, and walking around the building to water the flowers or carrying vases to bathrooms to change the water in them.
They've never seen him smile so much. He seemed to have a small, but permanent, smile on his lips.
Tsukishima sat in his office. He'd spent the better part of the last half hour trying to fix his tie. The tutorials he found online were no help. After weeks of going to her flower shop, he finally gained the courage to ask (Y/N) out on a date and he wasn't going to mess it up. He could plan revenge schemes and elaborate heists to instill fear in his enemies, but Tsukishima could barely ask out (Y/N), let alone plan out a date.
Just as he was about to complete the tie, Hinata came barging through the door.
He glared. "I thought we had a conversation about knocking. I could have shot you."
Hinata grimaced and offered him a nervous smile. "Sorry. I forgot."
"You can't apologize if you're dead," he mumbled. He straightened his spine and turned to Hinata. The disturbance made him officially give up on the tie that was now lying peacefully on the floor beside his chair. "Is the result of the blood back?"
"No."
"Then what do you want?"
"Sawamura caught an attacker during patrol," said Hinata.
Tsukishima's head snapped up. He hated to admit it, but they were waiting for another attack for the chance to catch someone in action.
"They're in the murde— they're at the warehouse," he continued.
