3 CHAPTER 3

regardless of the weather tsukishima still made his way out to the benches outside near by the trees. yamaguchi was following him behind like usual keeping silent, tsukishima knew he was there like always but they barely even talked to say they were best of friends.

however, today was different since yamaguchi had a few questions. and the one which tsukishima was most surprised at was this..

"is it true you were making out with y/n..in classroom J8?" yamaguchi asked looking at the blond.

tsukishima just frowned, his eyes widening preparing for an answer. he didn't want to give too much away but he also didn't want to keep secrets from his friend so he gathered a simple..sarcastic answer would do.

"so what if i was? it's not like it has anything to do with you" the middle blocker shrugged.

"we're friends of course it does, you never even said you liked her despite the fact it was obvious to nearly everyone!" yamaguchi argued.

taking a deep breath of the crisp air the blond thought back and sighed remembering the thing yamaguchi hated the most. he hated feeling left out, feeling weak and people keeping things for him which is why it's lead him to be now shouting in tsukishima's face. the middle blocker didn't reply much just gave simple yes and no's or just a shrug. there wasn't much tsukishima could do or even attempt to try since he knew how yamaguchi was and that it'd be over quicker than it started.

"are you almost done yamaguchi?" tsukishima muttered looking at him.

"yes i'm just confused as to why you didn't tell me..don't you like me anymore?" yamaguchi pouted.

the blonde didn't respond to this at all and just walked away. how could yamaguchi be so stupid to ask that? tsukishima had spent years around that guy and yet he thinks that now he dislikes him? of course this hadn't been the first time and he's sure it won't be the last but it doesn't change the amount of anger tsukishima gets from it.

from a young age yamaguchi was always picked on or worse case scenario bullied most of the time and it was always tsukishima's job to be there, like a hero. in the blondes younger years you could've described him as happy, cheerful and maybe even lively but now you couldn't even see a smile come on that face of his. it was dull and painted with the look of betrayal that hung inside him like a knife digging deeper into an open wound.

when the person tsukishima trusted the most betrayed him it was a total turnover of the world for him. seeing his own brother in shock horror was something that has stuck in his memory. people mistake him as cold and just a complete bastard but kei was much more that you'd think.

"y/n you should stop liking him he's no good" tsukishima heard as he hid behind the wall listening in.

"what..no! i like him and that's final" y/n sighed.

"you shouldn't he's just a cold bastard why would you like him?! there's yamaguchi or someone like sugawara..they're nice and cute" sonya chuckled.

(sonya is y/n's friend)

"i just like how he's different, it's intriguing and almost..arousing" y/n laughed.

that laugh. tsukishima was almost drooling at the sound of her voice and the way her thin tights were wrapped around those thick thighs. her skirt higher than usual revealing more than it should, it was so unbelievably hot for tsukishima.

feeling himself get hard he dashed for the bathroom in a hurry to hopefully finish himself off. stripping from his pants and boxers, a thick, long boner sprung from his pants. he moaned softly as his slender hand stroked up and down his cock, fiddling with his balls in the other hand he pumped faster and harder whispering your name in the doing. he whimpered feeling his climax approach and a string of his cum cake squirting from the tip. with a heavy breath he rubbed it tiredly still saying your name.