Prompt: Tsukishima likes to tease (Y/n), and she takes it wonderfully

Warning: A swear or two

Word count: 533

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You wouldn't say you hated many people. In fact, you really didn't hate anyone. But, there was one boy in your grade who got on your nerves greater than you thought was possible. That boy was Kei Tsukishima. You were utterly unaware of what you had done to provoke him, but he was relentless in his constant badgering.

"Urgh," You groaned, standing on your tip-toes to reach a book on the highest library shelf. If you were an inch taller, you would easily be able to pull it off the shelf.

"Tch, what a shorty," You heard a familiar sarcastic voice remark from behind you. Tsukishima handed you the book you were after and gave you a smirk. 

"Shut up, stupid," You frowned, furrowing your eyebrows and taking the book from him. With an angry pout on your face, you returned to your study spot.

Tsukishima had a powerful love for making fun of your height. You weren't actually that short, he was just a giant! It made you mad to always get teased. You had no clue why he chose to pick on you of all people, but you hated it. The real reason Tsukishima teased you was because he liked you, he just showed his affection in a silly way.

"How's the weather down there?" Tsukishima asked when you sat at your desk, which was unfortunately located near his. You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the blond. Tsukishima leaned closer, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Aw, are you blushing, (Y/n)?" He said in a patronizing tone. You stuck your hand out and pushed the boy roughly.

"I'm not, shut up!" You insisted in rage.

Part of you wanted Tsukishima to never talk to you again. However, the other part of you thought Tsuki was cute, and sometimes it was nice to have his attention. Regardless, he pissed you off and you didn't plan on letting him off the hook any time soon.

Class was dismissed and students began to file out of the room. You stuffed your things in your bag and headed for the door.

"Leaving so soon, shortcake?" You heard Tsukishima call after you. That nickname... that nickname was the final straw on the camel's back. Your incredibly irked self stomped your foot, fed up with his smart mouth. You approached the blond boy who was sitting on his desk with his stupid smirk.

"Did that make you mad?" Tsukishima asked, an eyebrow raised. "Should I apolog--" Before Tsukishima could finish his snarky sentence. You slammed your hands on either side of him and bolted to your tip-toes. You kissed him to shut him up. You pulled away moments later, folding your arms over your chest with a huff. Tsukishima was left speechless. His mouth hung agape and the tips of his ears and cheeks were a bright pink hue. You turned on your heels and marched out of the classroom.

You closed the door behind you, now letting your guard down. You let out a sigh and felt your face get warm. As you walked down the halls your fingers graced your lips, which still tingled from kissing Tskushima. You wondered if you'd get to do it again. Meanwhile, the sharp-witted boy did and thought the same.