dαιѕy cнαιɴѕ • тѕυĸĸιyαмα/ᴛᴇʀᴜʏᴀᴍᴀ •𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘•

{ 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚒𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊/ 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊}

• Just a short story about Tsukishima's longing to make the perfect daisy chain for the perfect boy.

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Tsukishima looked down at the fallen petal, disgust written over his pale features. Softly, he pushed the flower back into Yamaguchi's chest and watched as two more petals fluttered down.

"Keep it, I don't want to destroy it. It- it reminds me of you, you know? How it's delicate and soft, how it soaks up the mid summer sun like a song that you never get tired of. You, Yamaguchi Tadashi, are my flower."

(ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵘʳᵘᵈᵃᵗᵉ, ᵖˡᵒᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ)