《Salty but Sweet- Kei Tsukishima X Black Fem Reader》Salty
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He was salty
Salty as can be
She was sweet
Like sugar
Too much salt can ruin the taste
But just the right amount of sugar would make it right
Salty and sweet
Polar opposites
But they work
Just like y/n and Kei
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Kei Tsukishima. First year Tokyo university. He was what his friend Kuroo would call , a country bumpkin. He went to high school in the Miyagi prefecture at a school called Karusono.
He came to Japan for a fresh start, but it turns out a lot of his friends did the same thing. Hitoka and Tadashi , but hey at least it was better then small fry and the tryant king. The two of them decided to focus on their volleyball careers and go pro. I mean , Tsukishima still played volley-ball and was a pro himself. But he also decided to go to college alongside that. Tsukishima was a middle blocker for the Sendai frogs , a division 2 team in the v league.
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Practice had just finished and Tsukishima was hungry. His teammates Kanji and Kentarō had asked if he wanted to get some food with them, but he refused.
"Go ahead guys , I'm not that hungry." He lied, he wanted to go to the little cafe near Yachi's place. The shortcake they had was amazing and it was always quiet. Tsukishima liked the quiet and being alone from time to time. Being surrounded by loud mouths like Kogane and Mad dog got really annoying after a while. It would be a lie to say he got used to it.
"Okay then, see you tomorrow Tsukki!." Koganegawa yelled before walking out with Kyōtani.
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Tsukki walked to the little cafe and smiled to himself. The streets of Tokyo were quiet for once , i mean it was pretty late. He wondered if the little cafe would be empty too, but to his dismay when he arrived there was a line.
He should've called it, this cafe did have the best shortcake in the whole of Tokyo.
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While he was standing in line, he felt a presence next to him. He didn't turn around to look, but instead side eyed the person. It was a girl, she had an aura around her that made him feel strange.
A good strange, but none the less strange. She had brown skin, that looked like gold underneath the cafe light and her hair was long and braided. Wrapped up in a bandanna and high ponytail. Ontop of all this , she looked cute. She had an oversized hoodie on and grey joggers. It most definitely wasn't a fashionable outfit but made Tsukishima blush none the less.
Tsukishima felt her staring at him. He didn't mind though. It wasn't every day you saw a 6"5 man in a cafe. Ontop of all this, it would be very hypocritical for him to call her out for it. Since he was doing the same thing...
He was just less obvious.
He found her beautiful and there was something about her that seemed familiar. He just couldn't lay his finger on it.
Next
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"Please may I order the..."
"Strawberry shortcake ."
"Strawberry shortcake ."
The girl had now turned to look at him. He smirked at her , "my, my I must say you have immaculate taste."
She giggled at him whilst handing the money to the cashier. Her laugh made him smile just a little bit. It was beautiful. He could listen to it all day and watch it all day.
The way her she smiled before laughing, the way she used her hand to cover her mouth. The way her eyes laughed along with her, squinting upwards.
"So do you." She said politely to Tsukishima. He loved her voice, it was silky and smooth. Not too high , but not too low.
Perfect.
Everything about her intrigued him, he wanted to know more.
"No drink?" Tsukishima asked the girl noticing she had finished paying the cashier and was recievijg her receipt.
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"Crap , I forgot." She pinched the bridge of her nose and slightly bit her lip. Tsukishima felt bad for her and since she interested him so much he came up with a plan.
"Hey , why don't I order you one? But in return you have to sit with me, deal?" Tsukishima knew there was a high chance of her saying no, but he just wanted to try. It's better to try and fail then to not to try at all. He learnt that in his first year of highschool, even though if anyone asked he would refuse to admit it.
"Deal!" She smiled at him, a grin formed on his face. He didn't actually think she would agree.
"Can I add two strawberry milkshakes onto that."
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Tsukishima's POV:
I lead her to an isolated table in the corner of the cafe. We sat down and chatted about random stuff before the food arrived. I thanked the waitress and so did she, before she went off to tend to other customers in the cafe.
I watched her take a mouthful of the cake and her eyes lit up. "This shit is so good!" She said to me, before taking another bite.
She's so cute , I thought. I've never seen a girl get so happy over some shortcake ake. It was adorable.
"I must agree with you there. Can't beat the cake from here." I chuckled at her
"So I must assume you like shortcake too?"
"Yes I do , it's salty but sweet. I like it..."
What the fuck am I saying , I thought, she's definitely going to think I'm weird after this.
"Y/n L/n."
"Kei. Kei Tsukishima."
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"Tsukishima ? As in Tsukki? She giggled at the boy. "My roommate had told me about you."
"Whose your roommate." Tsukishima asked.
"Yachi Hitoka." She smiled, "she said you were tall but I didn't think you were THIS tall." She revealed motioning at Tsukishima.
"Oh Hitoka is your roommate? She told me about you too...
How are you finding Japan by the way?" Tsuki asked the pretty girl. She smiled at him, "it's okay I've ran into a few problems here and there and sometimes I struggle with my Japanese. But other than that, it's good."
"Your Japanese sounds good to me l/n." Tsukishima told her. Flustered, a small smile spread across her face. "Thanks."
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They engaged in conversation for a while , soft laughs escaping their mouths. She told him about her home , the U.K and how her parents were actually immigrants from South Africa.
"We should hang out again Tsukishima." She smiled, "I think your really cool."
"Please call me Kei, and I'd love too. Same place , same time tomorrow?" He asked.
"Same place , same time." She winked.
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Weeks passed you and Tsukishima came to the cafe every night. Sometimes it was to talk , other times it was to study. And sometimes it was just for company.
You liked being with him and he liked being with you.
You both decided to keep your late night trips a secret , even though they were practically routine by this point. You both didn't want anyone messing it up, even if that meant keeping it from your best friends.
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"Hey y/n?" Tsukishima asked you.
"Mhmm?" You hummed slurping your milkshake.
"Let me take you on a date..." he asked you.
You froze. You really liked Kei , but you didn't think he liked you back. Those words were music to your ears.
"Okay Kei , when?" You asked
"Right now..." he took your arm and dragged you out of the shop.
"B- but my milkshake..." You cried, wiping a fake tear from your eye.
"Fine go get it..." He said letting you go, you stuffed the rest of the cake in your mouth and grabbed both of your drinks.
"Right I'm ready where are you taking me." You smiled at him
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