𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗨𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗘𝗦 ★ (𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗂 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆. 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋) !
861 words; 5:35 pm
tsukishima didn’t even look up when you burst into your shared bedroom, the door making a loud smack after you.
"if you made a dent in the wall, imma—"
"guess what!" you interrupted, "i have a surpriseee," you sang, the sweet notes of your voice seemed to float up to him and wrap around his body.
without saying anything, tsukishima set his pen down on the table and shot you a glare. he looked annoyed. but then again, he always did. he was a grumpy, bad-tempered boy, but he was your grumpy, bad-tempered boy.
the irritation in his expression didn't change as you walked up to him. as you leaned down and used your thumb to smooth out the folds between his eyebrows.
"don't look so mean," you said, smiling at the way his features softened at the sight of you, giving away his grumpy facade. "i promise, you'll like it."
with a resolute sigh, tsukishima rose from his seat and flipped his chair around. he straddled the base of the chair and looked up at you, quirking an eyebrow. when he crossed his arms over the back rest of the chair, you knew then that you fully had his attention.
he continued to stare, his intense gaze causing warmth to explode all over your body. "well?” he began, sounding characteristically condescending. “get on with it."
you didn't hesitate to run out of the room on a search for the package that had come in just that afternoon. when you came back from your venture to the hallway, you had with you: a brown box and a pair of scissors.
tsukishima could only watch as you drew a clean slit down the tape that held the together upward flaps of the box. from inside the box, you pulled out two more packages, not hesitating to rip the first one open.
a suit made of spandex-like material rolled out from your hands. it was red and navy blue with a large, silver spider plastered on the chest area; its hind legs seemed to stretch down towards the abdominal area.
you could see a range of emotions overtake tsukishima's face. you could feel him trying to shove down the excitement that was creeping up his bones and into his bloodstream, threatening to spread like wildfire.
"don't you love it? i got one for myself too, the miles costume i've wanted for so long! we have to try them on, oh, please, please, please—"
"what? no! i'm not putting that on," tsukishima said firmly, shaking his head.
it was almost immediate the way your shoulders slumped, along with the hand that was holding the suit. it seemed as though the suit was staring at him too, its big, great white bug eyes filled with disappointment and thickly rimmed with kohl eyeliner.
you thought he would do it. in fact, you were confident that he would indulge you in this—or at the very least show some excitement. matter of fact, he owed you this.
it was him who forced you to have a spiderman marathon last winter break, which was the reason why you thought this would be a good idea in the first place. it was him who caused an argument about who was the best spiderman during almost every single movie. it was him who couldn’t decide whether he liked andrew’s peter parker or miles better. it was him who found something that the both of you could geek over—something you could share.
if tsukishima thought he could "no” or “this stuff is for kids" his way out of this, then he was wrong. you refused to let him take this away from you—from the both of you.
"what do you mean you're not putting it on'??" you asked incredulously, converting your previous sadness into fierceness. "don't you wanna be spider homies?"
your disappointment from before was so clear that tsukishima could still see the sad shine in your eyes, despite your irritation with him. plus, that last sentence completely broke his character.
you could see his jaw tensing, which you'd come to know as something he does when he's thinking.
"i..." he started, pausing as if he second-guessed his decision. then he looked away from you, the tips of his ears dusting with a light pink. "i might consider trying the suit on," he finally said. "only if we can really be spider buddies, though."
your lips stretched into a grin, the brightness of your smile nearly blinding the already visually impaired boy. with a happy squeal, you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his torso from the back and squeezing him tightly.
"of course we can be spider buddies!" you exclaimed, smiling even harder when tsukishima didn't protest to your incessant touch and affection.
"you better not be lying. we're going to be linked through our spider senses forever, alright? there's no backing out now," he warned, his corniness making you snort.
"you're such a nerd, kei," you teased, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek when his lips threatened to mold into a pout. "but i love you for it."
at that, tsukishima turned to look at you, the color in his ears deepening. and you just stared at each other, both realizing that you were completely and utterly, ruinously in love with each other.
𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗸𝗶 🏾