UNCUTE . tsukishima kei [✓]

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 : 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲

a/n : i fuking fell asleep last night before i could update BDKSJDKS

[ third person ]

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"What even is this?" Yumiko asked as she sat at the table with her arms crossed over her chest. Nishinoya and Hinata sat on either sides of her while Tsukishima sat across from her. The lunch bell had rang about two minutes ago, surprisingly forcing everyone to hurry into Takeda-sensei's empty classroom that he lent them for the day.

"We have half an hour to talk and eat, so hurry." Daichi explained, sitting down beside Suga who began to explain why they were here.

"Inter-high is soon." The silver haired male said, looking around at the males who shifted in their seats. Yumiko stuffed a piece of chicken in her mouth, munching on it quietly while looking at Suga who spoke slowly. "Things are gonna get intense now. Especially since we're up against Date Tech towards the beginning."

"Suga-sensei," Yumiko called our playfully, earning a small chuckle from a few people. "Why am I even here? I won't be around for the Inter-high matches."

"You won't?" Hinata asked, his voice audibly dropping. She could practically feel the disappointment in his voice.

Reaching out, she ruffled his hair, "Yeah, I have a thing to do for my other club so I'll be busy." She frowned when Hinata shrunk sadly.

"More like she's ditching to slack off, as usual." Tsukishima rolled his eyes, earning a sharp glare from Yumiko who gasped.

"Excuse me?" A look of disbelief graced her features. "Says the guy who is slacking off so bad that his receives are still shitty."

"Yumiko-chan." Suga warned sternly, disliking her choice of words. She acts so childishly but tries to be motherly all the time.

Her eyes flitted away from Tsukishima curtly, purposely putting emphasis on her eye roll. "Hmph."

"You're really not coming?" Hinata asked with a small frown.

She reached over and engulfed him in a hug, "I'll be cheering you on! I promise!"

"You're killing him." Kageyama pointed out, motioning to Hinata whose cheek was pressed against her boob by accident. He was malfunctioning over the soft feeling.

"Oh shit, sorry."

The small 'meeting' continued with Suga explaining what would happen during Inter high and just hyping everyone up for the tournament.

Towards the end of the meeting, when everyone began to exit the classroom, a figure appeared before them.

"Yumiko-chan," The male called out, waving at the female who perked up. "Yo."

"Shirokami-kun!" Her expression visibly brightened when she saw the male who waited outside the classroom for her. "What're you doing here?"

"Waiting for you." He replied, reaching over to smooth out a part of her hair. "Your hair is messy again. Did you forget to brush it this morning?"

Her cheeks flushed pink as she looked down, holding the spot he touch. "Ah, no. It must've gotten messed up when I was walking or something."

"I see." A small smile spread across his lips at the expression. After peering down at her face, he finally realized that they were surrounded by the volleyball team who purposely chose not to give them space. "Hello."

"Ah, right!" Yumiko turned around quickly, facing the team while pointing at the tall male beside her. "This is Shirokami-kun from my cooking club! He's a third year!"