I Don't Understand you ||Tsukishima Kei Story

Pov I was snorting coke then Kenma told me that is was heroin and I die

Y/n's pov

"What the fuck are you trying to do?" I question. "You tryna shove your damm feet up to my ass, sorry but I'm not into that kinda thing, hoe."

"You're in the damm way," he says, stretching out his legs even more.

"I'm eating my food," I say. "And you can use your stupid words, or are you that stupid."

"I did, and you're in the way," he scoffs.

"I'll shove this bagel up your ass," I say. "And I know you won't enjoy I'll add a spicy pickle to it, not the tingling sensation one likes."

"Just eat your food, you made me cut it up like you are some sort of kid," he says. "So just eat."

"I know what you want," I say. "Because I'm a baddie."

"I'm gonna kick you off the couch, right now," he warns.

"Jokes on you," I stand up, setting my food on the coffee table. "You can't kick me off the couch if I get off first."

"And you just lot the last sliver of your space," he snickers.

"Well I hate the couch," I say. "They aren't even that comfortable."

"Really, you seemed pretty comfortable the other-" he starts.

"That's it, you're about to get beat," I push up the shorts sleeves, giving it the look that I'm wearing a muscle shirt.

"If you jump on me you're gonna wreck your present," he says. "You wanna do that?"

"You got me a present? Lemme see," I say. "Please Kei."

"No, I'm not gonna give it to you," he says. "You can wait."

"No, wait for what?" I ask. "Please tell me, you can just say that and then not give it to me."

"Nah, if I just withhold it then I don't need to get you a Christmas gift," he snickers. "So just forget that I said anything."

"No Kei," I say. "Just give that to me now, and you don't need to get me a Christmas gift."

"Say please," he says.

"That's kinda sus, I might just leave," I say. "Like that's really sus... But got me some type of way, what you tyna get at here weather boy?"

"Don't make it weird, I wasn't trying to make it like that," he rolls his eyes. "Nows not the time."

"What's wrong with the couch?" I ask. "It's very nice."

"Well my brother just walked in a while ago so there's no telling if he'll come back again, and you still look wrecked," he laughs.

"I hope you get shot, if I knew I was gonna be bullied I wouldn't have come here last night," I say. "I would've gone to Toru's house."

"That's a lie," he says.

"Why are you so damm smart?" I flop myself on top of him. "You should've gone to Shiratorizawa."

"Ugh, get off," he groans.

"Oh, I know you love me, and you missed me, but not as much as I missed you," I laugh.

"Well if you sit up then maybe I can give you your stupid birthday present," he grumbles. "I would've given it to you earlier."

"It's not my fault," I sit up. "And I said I was sorry, were back together so it doesn't even matter. Do you wanna argue because I am ready-"

"Relax, I was joking," he laughs, as he pulls out a neatly wrapped box. "I know it wasn't your fault, now open your gift."

"Do I still get a Christmas present?" I ask as I start to unwrap, being sure to keep the paper neat.

"Yeah I already bought it," he says.

"You bought me a birthday and Christmas present before we got back together?" I ask.

"No, it's just crap I found around my house," he says. "Mind as well give it to you."

"YOU GOT ME A BRACELET!?" I yell.

"You don't need to yell," he says. "Do you want me to take the gift back?"

"No, it's mine now hoe," I hold up the simple chain. "Can you put on please? "

"It's just a damm chain," he says as he clips it onto my wrist. "You don't need to get so excited about it."

"It's the best bracelet a guy has ever given to me," I smile. "I'll wear it every day until I die."

"Do you even know what kinda bracelet it is?" he asks.

"Uh... the chain kind?" I ask.

"It's a charm bracelet," he says. "So there's no need to get so damm excited, I& haven't even given you any charms yet."

"You're gonna give me charms?" I ask. "Like actual charms? Can I have one now?"

"No, you can have one Christmas," he says. "And no I'm not telling you what it is, and you will not be getting it sooner."

"What if I gave you away?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Would I get it sooner?"

"Tempting... but no," he laughs. "It wouldn't make sense if you got it now."

"Bitch," I pout.

"Thanks," he says. "But just trust me, it'll mean more if you wait to get it."

"Wheres my Kei gone?" I ask.

"The one who constantly reminds you that you're short and that you can't tie your own shoes?" he asks.

"No the one that calls me ugly, y'know the kuudere one?" I ask. "That's the one I want."

"I am not a kuudere," he grumbles.

"You are, don't even try to deny it," I say. "I know all."

"Fine if I'm a kuudere then you're borderline chunibyo," he says. "And I don't accept criticism."

"Guess I can drink to that," I shrug. "So we gonna go to my place now?"

"No."

"Perfect, I'll get ready then you can give me a piggyback ride," I smile. "And then we can hang out."

"I'm not carrying you," he says.

"You are," I smile.

I should be preparing for my mid-term lol.

-Crouton