for @neverregretthyfall who asked for fluffy post-training snuggles and other fluffy goodness. :D 

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Yamaguchi tried not to freak out after practice when Tsukishima tiredly plopped his forehead onto Yamaguchi’s shoulder and mumbled, “I’m coming home with you tonight.”

Tsukishima had been working so hard in every practice lately, trying to build up his stamina so their chances at making both nationals and spring high would climb even higher. After all, they were third years now and had a reputation to uphold. But more importantly, it made Yamaguchi’s heart do a funny little thumping thing every time he noticed Tsukki pushing himself to his limit.

The result of that was Tsukishima asleep in his bed, so tired that he wouldn’t even wake up for dinner when Yamaguchi’s mother called them to the table. Yamaguchi brought a tray back with him later, just as Tsukishima started to stir again.

“Tadashi?” Tsukishima said, his glasses off and his eyes open just a crack.

Great, thought Yamaguchi, a sleepy Tsukki in my bed and saying my name. This isn’t dangerous at all.

Then Tsukishima’s hand shot out and he pulled Yamaguchi forward. Yamaguchi had to hop onto the bed to avoid kicking over Tsukki’s tray, and the next thing he knew, he was sprawled on top of Tsukishima. An apology was forming on his lips already when Tsukki hummed happily.

“Yeah,” Tsukishima said. “That’s a good idea.”

Every muscle in Yamaguchi’s body went rigid, but Tsukishima started pushing him into place, and before he knew it, Tsukishima was spooned up behind him, his nose buried in Yamaguchi’s hair. Yamaguchi’s eyes went wide and he stopped breathing entirely when he felt Tsukishima’s lips against his scalp, just as the arm around his waist tightened.

“This is good,” Tsukishima said, sounding like he was about to drift off again. “We should do this more.”

“Sure, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi managed to choke out. He cleared his throat and forced himself to relax, but that was hard when he was getting everything he ever wanted. He laced his fingers with Tsukishima’s and squeezed. “Whenever you want.”