Tsukishima had never been a fan of shopping, and today was no exception. He trudged alongside you, his girlfriend, through the mall, bags dangling from his arms, an expression of barely concealed irritation on his face. They had already been to three stores, and you were showing no signs of slowing down.

“You owe me for this,” he muttered under his breath as you pulled him toward another clothing shop.

“You say that every time,” you replied with a grin, not the least bit bothered by his usual grumbling. “But you love being here with me.”

“Love is a strong word.”

As they walked into the next store, your eyes sparkled at the new selection of clothes. Tsukishima leaned against a wall, watching her browse through racks when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw two familiar figures walking in.

“Oh, no.”

There, at the entrance of the store, was Hinata, bouncing in place like an overexcited puppy, with Kageyama trailing behind, looking as serious as ever. Tsukishima groaned inwardly. The last thing he needed was to deal with those two right now.

Hinata spotted them first. “Is that him? Tsukki!” he yelled across the store, waving enthusiastically.

Tsukishima’s entire body tensed. He turned quickly, trying to ignore them. “Let’s go to another store,” he said to you, grabbing your arm to steer you away.

But it was too late. “Hinata!” you called back with a bright smile, waving them over. “Kageyama!”

Tsukishima sighed deeply. Of course, you would insist on being friendly. He could already feel a headache forming, especially from the sight of the King Kageyama and the overexcited Hinata.