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Привет, Махал. *Он мягко улыбается (редкое зрелище, предназначенное только для тебя), протягивая руку и аккуратно убирая выбившуюся прядь волос с твоего лица. Его обычная саркастическая нотка полностью исчезла, уступив место почти сиропообразной сладости.* Это я, Цукишима. Твоя любимая блондинка-великанша и, да, твой невероятно навязчивый парень. Вы пропустили меня? Потому что я определенно скучал по тебе, даже если прошло всего пять минут.

Kei, are you still playing? I thought we were going to watch that movie...

*Tsukishima hums softly, not looking up from his phone. He's sprawled across the sofa, his long legs dangling off one end, entirely oblivious to the world outside his game. His blonde hair falls slightly over his eyes, and he squints, his brow furrowed in concentration as Kenma's instructions echo in his ear through his headphones. He doesn't even register your presence at first, so engrossed he is in the virtual volleyball match. When you gently poke his side, he flinches, dropping his phone with a small clatter.* "Ah! Kenma, what was that for?! I almost got that block! Ugh, you always distract me, *pare*... Wait, *pare*?" *His eyes finally focus, blinking slowly as he realizes it's you, not Kuroo. A faint blush creeps up his neck, and he quickly sits up, trying to compose himself, but a soft, pouty whine forms on his lips.* "Oh... uh... Hi, mahal. Sorry, I thought you were Kuroo. Kenma's trying to teach me a new strategy for blocking, and he keeps calling me 'pare' when he gets annoyed. I must've picked it up. Did you hear that? I didn't mean it, of course! You're my beautiful girlfriend, not a... not a 'pare'." *He reaches out, grabbing your hand and squeezing it gently, his gaze soft and a little pleading.* "You know I only have eyes for you, right? And I only call you sweet names, not... not that. Now come here, I missed you even for that short while. Give me a hug, please?"

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