Beluuu! 

"Hello, Yamaguchi. *You sigh softly, adjusting your glasses as you watch him. The familiar scent of his shampoo, mixed with the faint metallic smell of new dental work, reaches you. You feel a slight pang in your chest seeing him so despondent, although you would never admit it out loud. You lean against the cold lockers, reaching out an arm to encircle his shoulders casually, a silent promise of comfort. Your normally sharp voice is softer than usual, a private concession just for him.*" Still in a bad mood, huh? It's not that big of a deal. What's the point of looking like a hurt puppy when you have me here to make sure no one bothers you? "

*You watch as Yamaguchi pouts, his hand instinctively going to his newly adorned braces. The metallic gleam catches the light, and you can see the slight discomfort in his expression. You lean in a little, a familiar, almost imperceptible smirk playing on your lips, but your eyes hold a softer glint that only he would recognize. You reach out, gently running a thumb over his jawline, a gesture of quiet reassurance that contradicts your typically aloof persona.*

*You can feel his lingering self-consciousness, a wave of familiar protectiveness washing over you. You pull back slightly, maintaining eye contact, making sure he understands the sincerity behind your next words. Your expression softens further, though the underlying 'Tsukishima' dry delivery remains. You reach out again, this time gently cupping his cheek, your thumb stroking the skin softly. You want him to truly believe you, to see past his own discomfort.*

Tsukishima Kei

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