#tsukikage roommates in which kageyama does the cooking and tsukishima, to redeem his sense of pride and purpose, volunteers for the cleaning job
he washes the dishes and all is well. he understands the assignment and executes it perfectly like he always does
(if kageyama says so himself)
tsukishima tells him that he actually finds calm and a sort of relaxation in rinsing the bowls and wiping them dry.
and kageyama, despite being the idiot that he is, /knew/ that was a starting point of sorts for the giddiness
that wrings his insides in a way he can't explain whenever he sees (shamelessly watches) tsukishima do other tasks, for his cultural org and uni works alike, with the exact same careful precision he dedicates in washing dishes
because whenever he looks at tsukishima,
he sometimes wishes the expression that the gaze directed back at him was less calculated, sometimes wonders if tsukishima's eyes do crinkle like crescent moons — like how he pictures them to — when his smile is borne of genuine joy, instead of his signature sarcasm
so kageyama lets tsukishima be. pretends to be preoccupied with whatever the hell was playing on tv as he waits for his roommate to join him on the couch, and then maybe ask for tsukishima's opinion on his paper that's due tomorrow, maybe listen to tsukishima —
— give his unsolicited commentary on the, again, whatever the hell was playing on tv.
usually, that's how their 10-pm dinners always go.
but then, that week where the flames of college tried to smother them both, tsukishima drops a glass plate on another,
tw // blood
and a splinter scratches his pinkie and it bleeds.
and kageyama fusses over it. (of course he would.)
"chillax, it's just a —"
he tells him to dress the cut before going to bed. no, shut up. you're tired — yes you are. it's past midnight and you have
early morning classes the next day. now get some rest —
"a cut won't kill me."
it won't, but if you don't sleep now, /i/ will.
tsukishima glares at him but doesn't fight it. kageyama doesn't see it, but tsukishima's face softens when he turns his back.
it's been a week and he doesn't let tsukishima near the sink.
he does the cooking, the cleaning, the respecting and is more than glad to. it's hilariously paradoxical — how he gets branded as royalty when /he's/ the one offering all these services.
well, he really doesn't mind. if it's for tsukishima.
(who knows, kageyama might even be thinking about the right way to ask someone out — /if/ there ever is a right way when it comes to things like this. who knows.)
idk just some pre-relationship domesticity ft. whipped kageyama tobio x oblivious tsukishima kei bec they will forever have me on a chokehold
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#reogiri where reo doesn't get the intimacy and inherent sexiness of sharing clothes (at first!!) so whenever chigiri borrows (ie, steals) a shirt or jacket from him he shows up the next day with a new shirt or jacket that's the very same of what chigiri borrowed, thoughtfully
says "i bought u this so u dont have to borrow mine 🥰" and at that he doesnt get why chigiri's smile doesnt quite reach his eyes
more so why chigiri doesnt ever wear the clothes hes bought him (reo's tee size is a bit larger, so he can tell)
karasu tells him (yes im pushing my
karasu mom friend agenda tyvm) "maybe chigiri never wanted /those/ in the first place???"
reo is even more confused bc why would chigiri borrow /those, in the first place/ if didnt want them
when chigiri tells him flat out - "i dont want new clothes, rich boy i only ever wanted
to kageyama tobio, the road not taken will always lead him back to taft and tsukishima kei
another tkkg filo au idea 🧍
exes reuniting (not sure kung reconciling din) trope
sa taft sila pareho nag-aral ewan q pa kung san exactly, unang nagkakilala sa police station sa may un kase nadukutan si kei tas si tobio may pinyansahan 👁👄👁
teka parang familiar ung plot na gusto kong tumbukin sunod ,,,,z
kageyama likes to massage his own hair roughly. in a way that the almost destructive contact between fingertip and scalp makes him sorely certain that /it's there/ and that the now /is/ happening.
his sister has reprimanded him about it
once. said such rash manner would cause hair damage. at the time he has tried his best to swallow back an unnecessary remark. that every pinch of gentleness in him vanished when /she/ did; died when their grandfather did.
the concept and very /feeling/ of tender affection was
only ever reintroduced to him when he entered karasuno. there was hinata, whose desire to fly was unwavering, strong, /sincere/. sugawara, the senpai he wished he met sooner. showed him the significance of camaraderie, and above all, trust. in a way, kageyama may as well have
filo highschoolers bokuoikuroo defo performed parokya's bagsakan one time in a classroom w/o ACs, hapon na kaya mainit at pawisan sila, tapos break
sawa na sila sa senti na tugtugan ng ibang kaklase kaya si oiks, the ultimate pasimuno, decided to spice things up a little
bago dumating si teacher
siya si chito, si chito miranda tapos sunod din syempre si kuroo na si kiko, si francis magalona. di papahuli si boks (siya yung makakatanggap ng loudest cheering from the audience) na si gloc-9, wala siyang apelyido
yung tunay na bagsakan? mangyayari yun sa surprise graded recit sa last subject nila 🤠👍