Fantasy (8)

Practice Game


"We're here!" Daichi announced making you look at Tsukki who is still fast asleep.


"Good luck on that. He's a light sleeper so little taps or whisper will do." Yamaguchi said and left the bus.


You tried to move his head knowing he is a light sleeper so you thought he would wake up. You hesitate to wake him up thinking of what his reaction may be when he realized he fell asleep on your shoulder.


"Tsukki, wake up we're here." You whispered. He started to move. His cheeks turned into a light shade of pink when he realized he fell asleep on your shoulder.


"I-I didn't mean to sleep on your shoulder. Sorry." He said and left the bus to stretch outside. You almost choke in your own saliva when he said the word sorry. You thought that doesn't exist in his vocabulary.


You grabbed your things and went outside. You watch them meet each other noticing that there's something off with the captains, though they seem okay shaking each other's hand, you know that there's tension. It's like every member have an equal personality in the other team.


"Did you have fun?" Yamaguchi teased you. You know exactly what he is talking about.


"Wha- No- I mean- I don't know what to say to be honest." You tried to find words to answer him but no avail.


"I'll just take that as a yes." He said as he started to walk away. "Be careful though, sometimes there's no music playing in those headphones." He said turning back at you once again then left.


You felt your cheeks flush and the world dim. He would've reacted if he heard you right? You try your best to assure yourself.


"Hey Shi, let's go-" Kiyoko was cut off by you.


"A-ah I-I didn't meant to say those I swear!" You blurted out


"Huh?" Kiyoko said, obviously confused. "Nothing. Let's go." You answered.


---


You were sitting inside the room for managers still thinking about what Yamaguchi said. "Hmm? aren't you going to take a shower yet?" Kiyoko asked you making you shrug off your thoughts.


You just nodded as a response; you grabbed your towel and headed to the bathroom. You met Tsukki on your way there. He was wearing t-shirt and shorts. You watch him dry his hair with a towel. "Like what you see?" He mumbled.


"Eh?" You said out of embarrassment.


"You were looking at me like a lost child." He teased knowing it will piss you off.


"What? I was just trying to figure out who's the person approaching me!" you lied, hoping he would believe.


"You have a nicer vision compared to me. I figured out it was you immediately so no, your lies doesn't work on me." He said. Sometimes, His intelligence is really pissing you off.


"W-whatever!" You said and darted to the bathroom.


Tsukki laughed as he accomplished pissing you off again. 'You look so cute, you know that?' The thought of you saying that made his cheeks hot. He laughed at the thought that you think he couldn't hear you.


"W-Whoa, Tsukki. Are you okay? You look like you have a fever." Suga said as he saw Tsukki red as ever.


"I'm fine. Don't mind me." He answered and sat down.


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You set down the water bottle you just filled. You watch them set up the court. You start to feel lonely because Kiyoko weren't there beside you. "Hey." You called the guy with a black hair that seems to be Nekoma's captain. He looked at you and raised his eyebrows. "I-I'm Shi Koichi. By the way, aren't you nervous?" You ask him.


"Why would I be?" He answered. "I'm Kuroo Tetsuro. Do you play Volleyball?" He asked.


"Not really but you can enlighten me." You answered. He sat by you and started talking about Volleyball.


Tsukki watched you from the distance. "Do they know each other?" He asked himself.


"Shi is a friendly person. It's not a surprise she gets along well with everyone." Yamaguchi answered him. Tsukki was surprised that he actually said that loud.


"Do you like her?" Yamaguchi asked out of nowhere.


"I have no answer for that." Tsukki answered emotionless. 'Well, she does make me feel some type of way.' He told himself.


"I hope you will figure out before it's too late." Yamaguchi told him.

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