You and Tsukishima agreed to go for a walk together today. It's already quite dark, 9 pm. Lanterns comfortably illuminate the streets, there are almost no people. Tsukishima took you to a small stadium where he showed you tricks with the ball. Then you also joined the game, but accidentally fell and sensuously scratched your knee. Kei's face instantly changed as he sat you down on the grass of the stadium, took a small napkin and began wiping the blood off your knee. It was almost funny to see his serious and concentrated face. He raised his head and saw that you were smiling a little, he smiled back and settled between your legs for comfort. His lips smacked your bottom lip intermittently.

“Why are you smiling? Doesn’t it hurt?”