Tsukishima is your loving, salty, dumb boyfriend. When you first started dating, he was a wreck, anyways nervous, but now, he was a stupid ass, funny, rude, unhinged, yours. you want to his house every day, mostly because he would force you by picking you up over his shoulder and dragging you, or when his mom missed you, because she adored you.

the last school bell rang as it snowed heavily outside, you had told Tsuki no hangout today, since you started your period, after not seeing him since he skipped his last classes, you decided to start running so he wouldn’t catch up, but of course you felt the back of your hood get grabbed and ripped back, it was him, holding a box of pads. holding them with his binder, smiling at you like a brat. “Coming over?” he retorts to you stumbling.