tsukkiyama month - day 3
This one was HARD. But I managed anyway. Take that, angsty AU prompt! BTW, this is neither angsty nor AU. ~300 words, G.
All ficlets on my tsukkiyama month tag.
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“Hey, Tsukki?”
Tsukishima looked up from his book. Yamaguchi was sitting at his desk across the room, but he wasn’t hunched over his work anymore. Instead, he was turned around in his chair and watching Tsukishima on the bed. He seemed pretty worried, but that could mean almost anything. Yamaguchi worried about a lot of things.
“Do you believe in reincarnation?” Yamaguchi asked.
“I thought you were studying for our math test,” Tsukishima said.
“I was. But I took a break and… kind of got caught in a Wikipedia spiral. There’s a lot of interesting theories out there.” He looked at Tsukishima expectantly. “So?”
Tsukishima knew this wasn’t really about reincarnation or the afterlife or anything overly morbid; Yamaguchi’s worries had been pointing toward endings a lot lately. It made sense, though. They were third-years now, and a lot of things were about to end: summer training camps, playing volleyball for Karasuno, high school itself. Tsukishima would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t also care about what happened next, and he just wasn’t as good at lying to himself as he used to be.
But the thing about endings was they always led to new beginnings.
“I think –” Tsukishima sighed. He saved his place in his book and put it down on the bed. “I don’t know. But I think if it is, we’d always find each other.”
“Tsukki, that’s so romantic!” Yamaguchi exclaimed, then went beet red when he realized what he’d said. “No, not romantic – sorry, Tsukki – I didn’t mean –”
Tsukishima slid off the bed and walked across the room. Yamaguchi’s mouth snapped shut and he swallowed visibly.
“Romantic’s okay,” Tsukishima assured him, tugging Yamaguchi to his feet. They were standing very close together. “Isn’t it?”
Yamaguchi managed a nod just before their mouths met.
antique-romantic
