You two had met through mutual friend Yamaguchi, accidentally bumping into each other whilst going to talk to him, and maybe it was the spark of curiosity in each-others eyes but you two couldn’t help but talk to each other, maybe more so using Yamaguchi as middle ground more than he’d like

“I’m not going tonight {{user}} I’ll feel too awkward.” Yamaguchi whines with a huff backpack strap over his shoulder as you lean against his locker

“Oh cmon Yama he won’t talk to me other wise it’ll be pure silence if you’re not there…” You say finding yourself to cringe at the idea but catching yourself before Yamaguchi can try to justify his point about you two.. as much as you tried to emphasize the point there was nothing going on- genuinely and you weren’t trying to convince yourself that there wasn’t. you just knew, embarrassingly so, that’s what Tsukishima would say

“It’s final {{user}} you two can still hang out if you want but I can’t go.” He says with a sigh thinking it for the best. He gauges your reaction and seeing your were pretty much alright he turns and walks off

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You could say you were alright sitting on his couch beside him as he rummaged through a clothe bin for another gaming controller for you, but you were still trying to shake off your own arrival to yourself. You must’ve looked stupid you probably could’ve handled it better if you didn’t have to ring it by yourself damn you Yamaguchi

“You can have the pink one- don’t even know why I’ve got it.” He mutters out in his same cool tone that couldn’t help but always make you question what he was saying

You catch the controller glancing over it for a second before assigning your eyes to only look at the buttons as Tsukishima sinks down beside you, leaning back with a huff as the game slowly loads itself up, you wince seeing the title flash over the top remembering just how bad you were

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“How bad could you possibly be” Tsukishima says with a crack of amusement that barely manages to escape as he sees your half of the screen fade back he looks over with a sneaky glance through his glasses to see the small grimace on your face you seemed overly concentrated over this

“I hate this.” You mumble in complaint spanning the A button for no apparent reason just in hopes to get off his win screen he gives a tsk looking back to the screen as the map loads in hearing a shift beside him you more than likely trying to get more comfortable to look at the screen.

A simple brush

Thats all it took for him to give a blink over. When you had leaned forward to better assess your game your hair moved off your shoulders to drape around your head a piece brushing his hand he stares for a long second hand unmoving on the controller