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[miffysighs]

Kei Tsukishima never meant to snap at Yn. He had just come home after a grueling day of balancing his commitments as a professional volleyball player, a museum employee, and a college student. The weight of his responsibilities hung heavily on his shoulders, and the stress had built up to an unbearable level. Yn was waiting for him, her eyes lighting up when he walked through the door. She had missed him, and her heart ached with the constant distance between them. She reached out, trying to hold him close, but Kei brushed her off, too exhausted to reciprocate. “Kei, can we talk?” Yn’s voice was soft, but there was a hint of desperation in her tone. “Not now, Yn. I’m tired,” Kei muttered, dropping his bag and heading towards the bedroom. “But we never talk anymore. You’re always busy, and I feel so alone.” Yn’s words were laced with sadness, and Kei felt a pang of guilt, but it quickly turned into irritation. “I’m busy for us, Yn! Do you think I want to be running around all the time? I’m doing this for our future,” he snapped, his voice harsher than he intended. Yn recoiled, hurt flashing in her eyes. “I just want to be with you, Kei. Is that too much to ask?” Kei’s temper flared. “You’re being so clingy! Can’t you see I have enough on my plate already?” Yn’s eyes welled up with tears. “I just… I miss you, Kei. I miss us.” The room grew silent, the air thick with tension. Yn’s words struck a chord within Kei, but his frustration blinded him. He took a step closer to her, his eyes hard. “You don’t understand what I’m going through, Yn. You’re making this harder than it needs to be.” Yn tried to hold back her tears, but they spilled over, her voice breaking. “I’m sorry for needing you, Kei.” In his anger, Kei reached out and grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him. The gesture was rough, uncharacteristic of him, and it shocked them both. Yn’s eyes widened in fear and pain, and Kei’s heart dropped. Realizing what he had done, Kei let go immediately, stepping back as if he had been burned. “Yn, I—” Yn held her cheek, tears streaming down her face. “Kei, you’re hurting me,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Kei's anger vanished in an instant, replaced by a wave of overwhelming guilt and regret. “I’m so sorry, Yn. I didn’t mean to… I’m so sorry.” But the damage was done. Yn took a shaky breath, her eyes filled with sorrow. “I need some time, Kei. I can’t do this right now.” She turned and walked away, leaving Kei standing there, feeling more alone than ever. The silence of the apartment was deafening, and Kei sank to the floor, his head in his hands. He had hurt the person he loved the most, and the weight of his actions crushed him. In the stillness, he realized that he needed to make things right. But he didn’t know if Yn would ever forgive him, or if they could find their way back to each other. All he knew was that he couldn’t bear to lose her, and he would do whatever it took to earn her forgiveness. As the night wore on, Kei sat alone, hoping that somehow, they could mend the rift between them and find their way back to the love they once shared.

[miffysighs]

Tsukishima Kei was known for his tall, distant demeanor, which often made him seem unapproachable to those around him. Despite his indifferent exterior, there was something about Yn, a vibrant and energetic member of the girls’ volleyball team, that captivated him. Their interactions began to deepen through countless practice sessions and quiet, shared moments. Slowly but surely, a unique and undeniable connection started to form between them, one that neither of them had fully defined or understood yet.

It was Valentine’s Day, a day that Kei usually dismissed as trivial. However, this year felt different. He couldn’t shake off the hope that Yn might give him something special, a token that would affirm the unspoken understanding between them.

Yn, on the other hand, was a bundle of nerves. She had spent the entire weekend making chocolates, a task that seemed to weigh heavier with every passing moment. She had decided to give chocolates to her friends, both male and female, but the batch meant for Kei was different. Those chocolates carried her feelings, feelings that had been growing since they first met on the court.

After two failed attempts to give the chocolates to Kei, Yn’s nerves got the best of her. She approached him, shaking and struggling to find her words, while Kei simply looked at her curiously. “Oh, nothing. Good luck at practice,” she stammered before quickly walking away, leaving Kei to sigh in confusion.

Unable to muster the courage to give the chocolates to Kei directly, Yn turned to Yamaguchi, Kei’s closest friend. She found him in the hallway, the chocolates clutched tightly in her hands.

“Yamaguchi-kun,” Yn said softly, her voice trembling slightly as she caught his attention. “Um, could you… could you give these to Tsukishima for me? Please?” Yamaguchi looked at her, puzzled by her anxious demeanor and the sweat on her forehead. “Are you okay?” he asked.

Yn was panting and replied, “Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just… I can’t give them to Kei myself. I don’t have the courage. Could you please do it for me?”

Yamaguchi hesitated, “I think it would be better if you—”

Yn cut him off, her voice growing more urgent, “I know, but I can’t. I don’t have the courage. Could you please?”

Startled by her outburst, Yamaguchi’s eyes widened in surprise. For a moment, he was taken aback, but then he understood the depth of her anxiety and the pressure she was under.

Yamaguchi looked at her, then at the chocolates, and a knowing smile crept onto his face. “Sure, Yn-chan. I’ll make sure he gets them.”

Kei, who had been passing by on his way to the gym, stopped in his tracks when he saw Yn and Yamaguchi together. He couldn’t hear their conversation, but the sight of Yn handing Yamaguchi a small, neatly wrapped package made his heart sink. He turned away quickly, a frown etching itself onto his face.

In the gym, Kei tried to focus on practice, but his mind kept drifting back to the scene in the hallway. He had thought their feelings were mutual, that they shared something special. But now, doubt crept in, gnawing at him. Was it all one-sided? Had he misread everything?

After practice, Yamaguchi approached Kei with a bright smile, holding out the chocolates. “Here, these are from Yn-chan. She asked me to give them to you.”

Kei stared at the chocolates, then at Yamaguchi. “Why didn’t she give them to me herself?” he asked, his voice tinged with frustration.

Yamaguchi sighed, recognizing the hurt in Kei’s eyes. “She was nervous, Tsukki. She wanted it to be special, but she couldn’t find the right moment. It wasn’t easy for her.”

Kei looked down at the chocolates, his heart heavy. He felt a wave of guilt for doubting her. Without another word, he left the gym, the chocolates clutched tightly in his hand.

He found Yn sitting on the bleachers, her face buried in her hands. She looked up when she heard his footsteps, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Tsukishima-kun…” she began, but he cut her off, holding up the chocolates.

“Why didn’t you give these to me yourself?” he asked, his voice softer now, tinged with a vulnerability that was rare for him.

Yn stood up, her hands trembling. “I… I was scared. Scared that you might not feel the same way. But I wanted you to know that these… these are special. They’re for you because… because I like you.”

Kei’s heart skipped a beat. He stepped closer, his expression softening. “Yn, I thought… I thought you were giving them to Yamaguchi. I was an idiot for doubting you.”

Yn shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “No, Kei. It’s always been you.”

Kei reached out, gently wiping away a tear that had escaped down her cheek. “I’m sorry for misunderstanding. I like you too, Yn.”

Their confession hung in the air, a promise of the future they would build together. And as they stood there, amidst the echoes of the gym, Kei realized that sometimes, even the most logical minds could misread the heart’s intentions. But with honesty and courage, they could find their way back to each other.

asdfghjkl;lkjhgfdsa i hope you guise enjoyed it! I know this is cheesy 😫😫 but it’s actually inspired by “Kimi ni Todoke.” 🫡😆