《attachment ; haikyuu!!》1 || tsukishima kei
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Tsukishima felt arms wrap around him from behind, to be specific, your arms. Recognizing your thin arms, a slight blush appeared on his face, but not enough to be noticed.
You released your grip on him and faced him.
"Good morning, Kei," you shot him a bright smile, one that sent a warm feeling though his chest even on such a cold winter day.
"Hmm," he just hummed in response.
You took his hand into yours, intertwining your delicate fingers with his long ones. He took notice that your hands were also warm.
You didn't notice but a small smile formed on his lips.
"Oh, Kei, did you do the math homework?"
"Yeah... What, do you want to copy it or something?"
You let out a small laugh. "Yeah. Please, Kei."
He sighed. "Fine." You opened your mouth to cheer. "But you owe me something." A devious smirk forming.
You let out a nervous laugh. "Okay..." You had to go on your toes to reach his face. You left a small kiss on his cheek.
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Everyone wondered why the two of you were together. He was cold, negative, and salty. Meanwhile, you were warm, positive and sweet.
If people would ask you that, you would always respond with the obvious; "Opposites attract." It was true, since the two of you loved each other from the bottom of your hearts.
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