Shards of Your Reflection - Tsukishima x Reader (Angst)

4. Love Dream

"Hey (L/n)-san?"

You took your eyes off of the cherry blossom trees, framing the park's narrow pathway with their dotted pink gradient in the chill night.

"Yeah?" you turned to Tsukishima, and he stopped walking.

"I n-need to tell you something," he stuttered, pushing his glasses up his nose to hide the evident blush painted on his cheeks.

Your heart fluttered at the sight of his cuteness as you internally squealed with fluff, but your introverted self simply nodded your head, not trusting your shaky voice to speak.

"(L/n)-san... I like you, more than a friend, that is."

Your face erupted in a tomato red as your shoulders tensed.

"I like you too, Kei."

Tsukishima smiled, but it wasn't his teasing smirk nor his casual frown. It was gentle, a soft grin that brought pure happiness. It was beautiful. He was beautiful.

He pulled you into a warm hug as you took in the scent of his linen clothing.

"Stay with me, (y/n)."

You didn't let go.

Time Skip: Before School, 6:40 A.M.

You shivered in the bitter weather, the cold biting through your thin jacket and school uniform. Your sat in front of the gymnasium waiting for Tsukishima's morning volleyball practice to end, as your heavy eyes drooped in exhaustion from staying up till 1:00 A.M. and waking up at 5:30 A.M.

Your eyes fluttered open, a warm cotton embrace enveloping your frigid body.

"Tsukki?"

"You know you don't need to wait for me for morning practice, right?" he replied gently, lightly kissing the top of your forehead.

"I know I don't have to, but I want to be with you," you softly smiled.

Time Skip: Lunch at 12:30 P.M.

"I made strawberry tarts last night," you smiled, taking out the container of the seven sugary jam-filled pastries.

"Tch, you don't need to stay up all night to bake if you're only going to sleep in class," he stated, his tsundere side apparent, but you could see his eyes glistening with eager.

He took a bite full of the tart, the sweet bliss of the strawberry and whipped cream dissolving in his mouth. A smile formed on his lips, as he brought his chill hand onto your cheek to caress it.

"You know what? I take that back. Please do continue to bake more, (Y/n)-chan."

He leans in to kiss you gently on the lips, and you gladly choose to kiss him back.

"I love you, (y/n)-chan."

"I love you too."