A/N: Maybe a day late, but I wrote this for @killeralex16, happy birthday! Here’s a ticklish Yamaguchi fic for you! ^^ Some Tsukiyama fluff (pre-relationship).
Summary: Takes place during the training camp! Yamaguchi oversleeps again, and this time Tsukishima can’t help but use some nostalgic methods to wake him. After all, he still remembers how ticklish he is!
“Hey! Someone wake Yamaguchi up!”
Tsukishima tore his gaze away from the events in the corridor and walked towards the room where a few people from different teams were gathering.
“Again?” Noya said, and Tsukishima being as tall as he was could peek over his shoulders with ease. Everyone seemed to be admiring how Yamaguchi was still sleeping.
It had kinda become a ritual during the entire camp: Yamaguchi being the only one to oversleep until others would practically force him out of his bed.
Today was no different. He lay sprawled on his futon, arms wrapped around his pillow and fast asleep.
Tsukishima frowned. From the long friendship they shared, he knew Yamaguchi wasn’t good at waking up, but it still surprised him how he could actually sleep while loud voices of people like Hinata, Tanaka and Noya surrounded him.
Kuroo laughed a loud and cackling laugh when he arrived at the scene, pointing at the sleeping Karasuno member and saying things like “again! He’s even worse than Kenma!”. Even that didn’t wake Yamaguchi up. Tsukishima quickly took a step into the room.
“I’ll do it this time,” he said, and everyone else mumbled replies and hurried to eat their breakfast, leaving him alone with his sleeping friend. He took a glance at Yamaguchi and blushed a little. This sure brought back some memories.
He had been annoyed when Tanaka, Hinata or even Nekoma captain Kuroo would violently wake his best friend up by dragging him out of his bed or steal his blankets, while waking him up was something he himself actually enjoyed.
Making sure that everyone had left already, Tsukishima closed the door behind him and then calmly kneeled beside the sleeping figure. No one but Yamaguchi was ever allowed to see his soft side after all. He glanced at the door once more before looking down at his sleeping friend.
His pokerface then suddenly changed into a devilish smirk, and he lightly fluttered his fingers down his exposed side. Yamaguchi twitched under his touch, lips curling into a forced smile.
“Yamaguchiii,” Tsukishima said in a teasing voice, his fingers continuing to trace a ticklish path down his body, dragging the blankets away from him in the process. Yamaguchi gulped and his lips twitched, but he kept them pressed together.
After successfully tickling the blankets off him, Tsukishima lightly wiggled his fingers down Yamaguchi’s bare legs, tickling him with light touches and making him squirm.
Long, slow and sleepy breaths were replaced by short breaths, and even long moments of silence as Yamaguchi tried to hold his breath while his body tried to fight the sensations. Tsukishima chuckled. This little guy was sooo awake already.
He noticed how Yamaguchi tightened his grip on the pillow, and the smile on his face was growing bigger, his eyes still squeezed shut. Tsukishima lightly fluttered his fingers up Yamaguchi’s legs again, slowly adding more pressure and he squeezed lightly when he reached his hipbone.
Yamaguchi jerked and quickly rolled onto his side so his back was facing Tsukishima, still holding onto his pillow with adorable determination.
Starting just under the hem of his shirt, Tsukishima crept his fingers up until he made contact with the soft and warm skin of Yamaguchi’s lower back, making him shudder at the sensations.
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