Anonymous asked:

My friend, please write friends to lovers transition fic just like you always do it was beautiful

hello my friend, only too happy to oblige.

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Yamaguchi waved good-bye to Ukai-san and unscrewed the top of his orange juice. Tsukishima pushed off the wall when Yamaguchi came outside and held out his hand, immediately sticking the straw into his strawberry milk and taking a long sip. 

They walked in silence for a while, the quiet pleasant and comfortable, like it had been for a couple of years now. Yamaguchi didn’t flinch away when his knuckles brushed against Tsukishima’s, and Tsukishima stooped awkwardly as they walked so Yamaguchi could tuck a tag back into his t-shirt. 

They reached the intersection where Yamaguchi went one way and Tsukishima went the other. Maybe there would be a time where that would happen on a grander scale, but today wasn’t that day. 

“Hey,” Tsukishima said, grabbing Yamaguchi’s sleeve. Yamaguchi looked over his shoulder, and Tsukishima’s face was suddenly very close. 

Oh, Yamaguchi thought, finally. 

Orange juice and strawberry milk didn’t make for a great combination and the kiss didn’t last very long; they were out on the street in broad daylight, after all. But the moment was an inevitable one, one that Yamaguchi could have pushed for just as easily. 

“I’ve been thinking about that forever,” Tsukishima confessed, once they pulled apart. 

“Me too, Tsukki,” said Yamaguchi. “You don’t even know.”

“Oh yeah? Try me.”

Yamaguchi laughed and reached up to touch his mouth, right where it still tingled. The next time they did that – and there would be a next time – Yamaguchi was going to be the one to do it. 

Tsukishima grabbed Yamaguchi’s hand then and tugged him along in the direction of his house, cementing their convergence, at least for now.