#tsukishima fic

tsukishima kei and his poor, little, tell all, strawberry cheeks.

he will say it’s impossible to get him flustered, that he’ll never crack from the pressure of your teasing. but just one close whisper or kiss on the neck and those soft cheeks will look like a summer strawberry waiting to be picked. if you point it out, he will immediately bury his face into his sweatshirt. you’ll laugh and he’ll sigh. you will move towards him, pulling the fabric down to reveal his pinky face. tsukishima kei will roll his eyes, knowing exactly what you are going to say.

“pretty in pink.”

you’ll pinch his cheeks before placing a soft kiss onto his nose, which made him look more like a ripe raspberry than a strawberry. tsukishima kei gives you a playful shove, trying his best to hide his grin. you wrap your arms around his waist. he turns to face you, cupping your cheeks.

“you’re lucky i love you dummy.”

he pulls you in for a sweet kiss and soon enough your cheeks were are warm as his.

tsukishima kei and his poor, little, tell all, strawberry cheeks that never let him hide how much he loves you.