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Pairing: Reader x Tsukishima Kei
He shows his love in different ways, such as making sure his exhausted partner doesn't pass out on the street and gets home safely.
Y/N knew for a fact that she was going to ace this test, she knew it. Hard work always paid off, and she would make sure that her weeks of preparation wouldn’t go to waste. The only thing stopping Y/N, however, was the fact that the paper was blurry and out of focus. She could barely read the words, and by the time she flipped over to the last page, glancing up at the clock to check the time, the world was spinning.
Her head throbs painfully and everything suddenly seemed too much. The steady ticks of the clock went sharply through her skull and the scratching pencils around her grated her nerves.
Tsukishima, who had finished early as usual, was occasionally sneaking lazy glances at his significant other. Observant as ever, he sits up straighter and frowns when he notices Y/N wince and grip her pencil a little too tightly. He gets more confused when he sees her lean forwards onto the desk.
It takes him a good few seconds to realise that she had passed out.
His chair scrapes backwards, harshly breaking the silence in the room as he goes over and kneels by Y/N’s desk. Ignoring the whispers around him and the spluttering teacher, he gently shakes her. When she doesn’t react, he scowls and turns to the invigilator.
“Call the nurse. She passed out.” he says simply. The adult isn’t too happy about being ordered around, but he complies by sending the nearest student to fetch her.
Y/N wakes up in the nurse’s office an hour later, her head pounding and throat dry. Coughing, she tries to sit up, only to jump at the hand supporting her back, helping her up. Blinking the haziness out of her eyes, she finds none other than her blonde boyfriend, staring at her with an unimpressed look.
“Kei?” she says, still a little disorientated.
Shaking his head with a sigh, he pushes a glass of water in her hand, which Y/N gratefully accepts and gulps down.
“You’re an idiot,” is the first thing she hears from him.
“You have a fever. Lay back down.” he says pushing at her shoulders, until her back hits the uncomfy mattress underneath her. Y/N doesn’t bother protesting.
“What happened? Don’t you have class?” she frowns.
“I would be at class right now, if some dumbass didn’t decide to pass out during the calculus test.” he has his usual annoyed expression plastered on his features, but his eyes show his worry.
Y/N blinks, before slowly grinning. “You were worried about me? Aw, I knew you cared” she reaches up to poke his cheek, laughing when he swats her hand away, rolling his eyes.
“Obviously.” he mutters, glancing back to see if the nurse was in the room.
“I tend to worry when one of my friends faceplants into their desk.”
“Just a friend? You wound me, Kei.” she sighs dramatically, wincing when her head gives another painful throb.
“Why didn’t you stay home, if you knew you were sick?” he scoffs, keeping a careful eye on her, despite his relaxed posture on the chair next to her bed. He brushes back some of Y/N hair away from her face, and she freezes at the gesture. Affectionate gestures like this are rare in public with Tsukishima. It just showed how much her fall freaked him out.
“We had a test. I thought you were supposed to be smart.” She leans into the touch and smiles, practically hearing him roll his eyes. She grabs his hand and brings it to her forehead, sighing at the cool sensation on her warm forehead.
There’s a small pause. “You pulled an all-nighter again didn’t you?” he asks in disapproval. Her silence is answer enough.
“Not everyone’s naturally smart like you, Kei.” she reasons, closing her eyes.
“Ask for help next time, idiot.” he frowns.
“Stop insulting the sick person.”
“Your fault, not mine.”
They hear the door open and the cool touch disappears as Tsukishima stands to talk to the nurse. After concluding that Y/N was fine, and just needed to rest, she was told to go home for the rest of the day.
“I’m perfectly capable of carrying my own bag, Kei!” Y/N huffs tugging on the strap across Tsukishima’s shoulder. He ignores her whining and keeps walking next to her, sneaking glances every now and then. As annoying as she was, he didn’t want her passing out on the street. He recalls the moment of panic he felt he saw her slump over. How she didn’t react when he shook her. He shakes his head to get rid of the image.
Y/N eventually gives up and the two fall into a comfortable silence.
When they reach her house, Tsukishima follows her inside, making sure she actually did take it easy and rest. Once she was safely tucked into her bed, with no fear of her falling and injuring herself, he feels some of the tightness in his chest loosen.
“You can go home, you know?” Y/N says in a voice laced with sleep. “You don’t have to stay with me.” She reaches over across the bed where he sat cross legged, reading lazily, and grasps his hand.
“Well, someone has to babysit you.” he turns his attention back to his book.
“Maybe.” she yawns, her eyes already closing. Right before she’s about to fall asleep, she feels him brushing back her hair and pecking her forehead gently. Y/N’s lips curl into a small smile.
“Thank you, Kei. Love you.” Her words slur together and are barely audible. She falls asleep a second later, missing the slight, fond, smile on her boyfriend’s mouth.
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