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500ish words / tsukishima kei x f!reader

fluff , use of Y/N , sweet kisses , tsukki being pretty cheesy tbh

“Tsukishima…”  Y/N’s voice is a mere whisper, barely audible over the quiet melody drifting from the speaker.

“Hm?”  He cocks his head to look at her.  The blond is caught off guard, however, when he notices just how close she is.  And as if it is second nature to him, his gaze flickers down to her lips as quickly as lightning strikes.  Shit, he thinks.  He hopes she didn’t notice.

“What?”  The boy asks more adamantly this time, faux annoyance adorning his features.

She giggles lightly, “You’re really good at that, y’know…”

“Good at what?”  Tsukishima’s eyebrow quirks up.

“Acting mean,” this time her eyes look down at his lips, “but you’re lucky I know better.  You’re too nice to me.”

At this point, the space between them is rapidly closing, and Tsukki only has time to gulp and chuckle nervously before that distance is nonexistent.

Y/N’s lips are soft.  Her kiss is light, and Tsukishima can't help but let out a breath through his nose close enough to a whine.  He doesn't understand how she can make him feel this way so easily.  It's almost like he could start floating at any moment.  Or maybe his heart would race right out of his chest - rushing to burrow itself closer to hers.  Not that he would complain, though.  Deep down, he thinks it’d be happier that way…

Her nose nudges against his as she tilts her head slightly, pressing further into him, now gliding her gentle hands up his chest and around the nape of his neck.  She fiddles with the short blond tendrils there briefly before fully embracing him.

After a few moments, she pulls back.  Tsukshima’s lips subconsciously follow hers – like it’s some natural instinct to keep them melded together – but he’s stopped by a light peck on the tip of his nose.

He opens his eyes this time, lashes fluttering in a daze as he takes in the image before him.

She’s beautiful.

Tsukishima sighs imperceptibly.  He knows if she could read his thoughts she’d smack him for thinking such lies.  But, they’re not lies. And, he wishes, more than anything, for her to believe it too.

“Kei,” he swears he could get drunk just off her voice, “you’re so pretty.”

The boy blinks slowly once, then twice before finally registering her words.  And, without even thinking, the next words slip out of his mouth.

“That’s my line.”

If it were any other man than the one and only Tsukishima Kei, it wouldn’t have been so surprising.  But, it is him, and the shade of red that flushes across Y/N’s entire face, and down past the collar of her shirt, is almost record-breaking for the amount of time it occurred in.  In order to hide her embarrassment quickly, she slumps forward, face resting comfortably in the crook of his neck.

“Stop,” she mumbles, “that was too cheesy…”  Tsukki chuckles at her barely audible statement, trying not to squirm from her tickling breath.

“Don’t try to hide the fact that you liked it.  And, that makes you cheesy,” he whispers directly into her ear, which earns a quiet groan from the girl.

She pulls herself halfway out of her hiding spot but stops to leave a chaste kiss on his jaw.

“You’re stupid,” she says plainly.

“Yeah, yeah.  I love you too, or whatever.”

notes : this is the very first fic i have ever written with the intention of posting, so please be gentle! let me know what you think! i hope to post more in the near future <3

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0.5k words / Akaashi Keiji x Reader

comfort / no use of Y/N / the reason reader is crying isn't exactly specified, so you can fill in the blanks <3 / hope you enjoy!

The moment Akaashi steps through the front door of your shared apartment, he knows something is off. Nothing is out of place, and there isn’t anything different, but he can just tell.

The place is silent. The only time it’s ever this quiet being the rare occasions he makes it home before you. And, noticing both your keys and shoes are both in sight, that is definitely not the case. So, uttering out a soft, concerned sigh, he toes his shoes off and immediately seeks out to find you.

He calls out your name gently, only to be responded with silence. After checking the living area, kitchen, and even bathroom, Akaashi makes it to his final destination: the bedroom. And, upon opening the door, he is greeted by the sight of you curled up in the bed. The curtains are drawn, shadowing you from the late evening sunlight. His brows immediately furrow with worry.

“Hey,” his voice is quiet, not wanting to disturb the stillness that envelops you. You don’t even flinch when his hand makes contact with your shoulder. It makes the pit in his stomach sink even deeper. He takes a shaky breath before continuing.

“What’s wrong, honey?”

Akaashi feels you tense up at that, holding your breath in your chest. He waits a moment, giving you time to gather yourself, but you don’t respond. You only bury your face deeper into the pillowcase as if you’re hoping to hide away from him.

He doesn’t push you. He never has. He just waits next to you, softly rubbing his fingers along your clothed arm, trying to help ground you. The gesture is so gentle and kind, it causes your eyes to well up again.

No one has ever loved you quite like Akaashi Keiji has.

Feeling overwhelmed, you involuntarily start to tremble. And, although it is very slight, he notices.

This time, feeling more urgency, Akaashi reaches up to stroke the back of your head, fingers raking through your hair.

“How can I help you? Please talk to me.”

Hearing this, you huff out the breath you were holding, and the tears finally fall. You can’t control yourself, now freely crying into the sheets. Akaashi quietly shushes to soothe you, and after a few more quiet moments, you finally calm down.

“It happened again…” you say, voice rasping out. Akaashi squeezes your arm almost imperceptibly in response, a silent way of encouraging you to continue. So, you do,

You tell him everything — what happened, and how it's making you feel — and he listens.

After you’re done venting your feelings, he leans in to wrap his arms around you in a tight, warm embrace.

“I’m so sorry, my love. I’m so, so sorry,” he says, rocking you side to side before pulling back slightly. You sigh when he leaves a chaste kiss high on your cheekbone, taking your hand in his and squeezing it firmly before speaking again.

“Thank you so much for trusting me. I promise I’ll do whatever I can to help you feel better.”

His promise makes you smile for the first time since you broke down, and you suppose you’re the luckiest one in the world to be unconditionally loved by Akaashi Keiji.

notes: not a huge fan of this one, and I haven't read through it much since writing it, but let me know what you think!

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