Strawberry Kiss (Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader)

(A/N: not really mature mature content but have some tissues ready for that nosebleed. I wrote this at 3 am, please don’t judge me lol)

Yet again, you sat in your seat, waiting for class to end. Since you had been staring at the clock long enough to burn a hole in it, you didn’t even notice your leg bouncing so high that it had been hitting the desk, causing a ruckus.

“(first)~ Psssst (first)~” Hinata tried to whisper. “(fiiiiirst)-”

“Ms.(last)! Is there somewhere you need to go?”

“Huh? O-oh, no ma’am!”

“Good. Then I’ll assume you wouldn’t mind staying after class to do an extra credit assignment?”

“But I don’t need extra credit.”

“Hmp. Not after the test I just graded.” Soon, a wall of giggles and snickers smacked your eardrums, causing you to sink into your seat from embarrassment.

You sighed and hung your head low. “Yes, ma’am.”

DING. DING. DING.

Your fellow classmates rushed out of the room, stampeding towards the cafeteria and school store for some snacks. Even your so-called ‘friends’ Hinata and Kageyama abandoned you. ‘Save me’ was all you could mouth as your evil math teacher placed the extra work on your desk.

“You have until the end of lunch,” the iron-fisted instructor commented as she strutted back to her desk.

With your pencil writing so fast you almost started a fire, you managed to finish the work in just under 15 minutes. Just enough time to eat some scrumdiddlyumptious strawberry shortcake.

Money in hand, you bolted past teachers and student and around poles and trash cans until you reached your destination: the cafeteria. More specifically, the back of the ‘Pastries & Desserts’ line. You waited anxiously as the line slowly shortened and your lovely cake came into sight. There laid the very last piece in all of its bountiful glory. Cleanly cut and covered in fluffy whipped cream, the tantalizing pastry inched closer by the second. You were so close you could almost touch it. In fact you could touch it! You stretched your arm out and-

“Yum,” a low voice called, “my favorite, strawberry shortcake.”

You turned around to identify the perpetrator stealing your cake and scowled when you laid eyes upon him. “Tsukishima,” you growled. Being so preoccupied by your luscious strawberry-topped cake, you hadn’t even noticed Tsukishima standing behind you. And by the sly look on his face, you guessed that he was probably waiting there the whole time just so he could steal the last piece from you. “Tsukishima, that’s my cake in your filthy hands.”

“Oh, it’s your cake? I don’t see your name on it.” You watched as you mortal enemy made his way past you towards the register as you stood in place, frustrated.

“Well, I was reaching for it first!”

“Yeah, well, I grabbed it first.”

You ran in front of him before he could leave with your cake. “That’s just because you’re taller than me! Of course you have longer limbs!”

“Hmp. That’s right chibi-chan.” His heavy hands patted your small head with a thud. “I’m taller than you and it’ll always be like that, so you’d better get used to not eating cake anymore.”

You smacked the giant boy’s hand away. “What did you just call me?”

He smirked. “You heard me. You’re a chibi,” he said, towering over you. Barely beating Hinata’s height, you stood not even being able to see over Tsukishima’s shoulder.

You stood in the doorway as you tried to find the right words without boiling over. “Oh yeah?! Well, you’re… You’re… You’re a tree!”

“Pft, really? A tree? What are you, a kindergartener?” He continued his chuckles as he walked out the door, leaving you embarrassed and enraged, both making your face turn beet red. Sure, your name calling skills were… Elementary level at best, but that didn’t mean he had the right to call you out on it! You may have lost the battle, but you haven’t lost the war!

~~~

The next day, you sat in your seat again staring at the clock.

“(first)~ You’d better pay attention or else sensei is gonna get mad again,” warned the orange haired boy next to you.

“Don’t worry, Sho-chan. I won’t do anything that’ll get me held back this time.”

“Just make sure you don’t slack off,” Kageyama teased from behind. You turned around and stuck your tongue out at him.

“Ms.(last)!” your teacher snapped, causing you jerk your head forward. “Is there something you want to tell the class?”

“N-no, ma’am…”

“Well, then I’d suggest you keep your mouth shut while I’m teaching.”

“Yes, ma’am…” You sulked with your hands over your head as the room filled with giggles once again. But as long as you got out of class on time, you were willing to brave any amount of public shaming.

DING. DING. DING.

As soon as the bell sounded, you were out the door, running to snag a delicious piece of cake with a side of revenge. Instead of grabbing the first strawberry topped delicacy you saw as you always did, you waited patiently until there was only one left. Soon your target came into sight.

“Oh Tsukki~” You called the tall blond’s attention as he walked to the line. “Look what I’ve got~” With money in one hand and cake in the other, you stepped in front of the register with a mischievous smile on your face.

“You damn midget,” Tsukishima whispered to himself.

“Oh, what was that, Tsukki? I couldn’t hear you over the clanking of my fork against my plate of cake,” you said, skewering the ripe strawberry and bringing it close to your soft lips. “Mmm~ Strawberries~” In the blink of an eye, you devoured the sweet fruit and swooned with happiness, cheeks red with excitement and pleasure. Tsukishima bit his lip, watching you swoon and pucker your red lips with joy. With your face filled with cheer, even Tsukishima would have thought you were…

“...Cute…”

“What was that Tsukki?” his ever so loyal friend, Yamaguchi, asked.

“N-nothing. Shut up, Yamaguchi.”

“Okay, sorry, Tsukki.”

Without a word, Tsukishima stormed out the room, mentally kicking himself for calling you cute out loud. Yamaguchi quietly followed. Tsukishima looked over his shoulder one last time to see you standing by the door, sticking your tongue out at him. With that, he was determined to settle this war once and for all.

~~~

Once again, you glared at the clock. There were only 5 minutes left but you could already taste the sweet snack. Your eyes were glued to the clock. 3… 2… 1…

DING. DING. DING.

You were almost out the door when…

“Ms.(last)! I need to see you!” You froze at the sound of her voice. Slowly, you walked back into the room and over to your sadistic teacher.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“You were late this morning. Care to explain?”

“I-I just overslept. That’s all…”

“Mhm. This is your third time in the past two weeks. What are you gonna do about it?”

“I promise I won’t be late anymore. So pleaaase can I go now?”

She sighed. “Alright, but you’d better-  M-Ms.(last)!” You disappeared behind the corner before she could even finish.

Whipping your head from side to side, you searched the room for your mortal enemy. Luckily, he was nowhere in sight. You ran over to the ‘Pastries & Desserts’ line to grab the last piece of strawberry shortcake. As you made your way towards the delectable pastry, it started to float in the air. No, not float… Someone was holding it up! Your eyes followed the long arm to the face of its owner.

“Tsukishima! That’s my cake!” You started jumping up and down, trying to rescue your sweet cake from his evil clutches.

“Oh, no. It’s mine, just like you’re gonna be.”

You looked at him, perplexed. “What are you talking about?”

In a flash, you were thrown over Tsukishima’s shoulder, being hauled off to god knows where. “Yamaguchi, pay for this cake. Chibi and I have some business to settle.” Cake in hand, Tsukishima carried you down the halls.

“Ah! Tsukishima! Put me down!” You kicked around and hit his toned back, but he wouldn’t let go. As he carried you, people’s heads turned and giggles and whispers could be heard. You blushed and started hitting him harder.” Tsukishima! Put me down now! People are staring!”

“Would you calm down? You’re going to make me drop the cake.” With those words, your violence ceased and you started to notice your surroundings. Soon, you were in the gym.

“Tsukishima, what are we doing in here- Ah!” Suddenly, you were thrown onto the gymnastics mats in the closet. You looked up at the tall blond as he slid the heavy door closed. “Ow… Tsukishima what are you-”

“Strawberry lace… Nice.” Realizing what he meant, you looked down to see that your skirt had been flipped up, exposing your ‘unmentionables’. Your faced turned a bright crimson red as you fumbled to pull your skirt back down and sit up properly. You looked up at him to see a sly smirk plastered on his face, making you hide your face in one of your hands from embarrassment. Still carrying the cake, Tsukishima walked over. “Please tell me you have a  matching strawberry lace bra to go with those panties.”

“Sh-sh-shut up! Don’t say that word!”

“Which? Bra or panties?”

“Shut up!” you yelled, both hands now covering your strawberry red face. And the fact that he was right made you just want to run away and disappear. “Why are we even here?!”

“We’re here to settle this,” he said, sitting down close enough for you to feel his breath on your neck. You scooched away until your back was on the wall. Sensing your discomfort, Tsukishima decided to move even closer to you, practically caging you in. Bringing the cake closer, he picked up the sole strawberry covered in cream and held it up to your face. “You want it?”

You looked at him and hesitated before nodding. “Y-yeah…”

“Then lick it.”

“W-what?! N-n-no way!” You looked down, heart pounding. “I can’t…”

“What? You don’t wanna lick a simple strawberry to eat a cake? I thought you loved strawberry cake?” He held the cream cover fruit closer to you with a sadistic smile on his face. “Well?”

“... F-fine…” You slowly stuck your pink tongue out of your mouth and gave the fruit a quick lick. “Th-there. I did it… Now give me my cake already!”

“Please. You call that a lick?” Tsukishima pulled the strawberry back and licked it clean.

“An indirect kiss…” you thought.

“That’s how you lick a strawberry.” Once again, he presented the red berry to you. “Here.”

Again, you looked at him confused. “What?”

“It’s yours. Eat it.”

“Wha-” Before you could even protest, your tall, blond, and handsome captor pushed the strawberry onto your soft lips. Though you wanted nothing more than to eat your favorite fruit, you were determined not to let him win, so you kept your mouth shut.

“Tch. Fine then,” Tsukishima said, obviously displeased with your refusal. He placed the strawberry back onto the plate. In the blink of an eye, you had snatched the plate from him and began eating the sweet dessert. Still embarrassed, you stuck your tongue back out, but this time directed it at your tall bully. He only smirked in reply. “Jeez, you’re such a slob.” Tsukishima’s large hand rose and touched your nose, whipping off a bit of cream and licking it off his finger. “All clean.”

“Ah- Uh- Mmm…” you muttered unable to properly form words in your head. You knew Tsukishima was pleased by the way he looked at you with that sense of arrogance. So to keep your mind off of him, you stuffed your face with the rest of the cake, save for the forbidden fruit.

The amber eyed boy stared at you, almost peering into your soul. You melted under his gaze, slouching closer and closer onto the mat. His sly grin made your heart pound so hard it almost jumped out of your chest. “You missed a spot.”

“W-where?” Tsukishima pointed at his cheek, so you assumed you had some cream on your cheek. You tried to wipe it off, but nothing was there. “Tsuki-” In the moment you looked away, Tsukishima had plopped the strawberry into his mouth and was now shoving it into yours with his tongue. “Mmm,” you groaned, eventually leaning into the kiss. Now fully horizontal, Tsukishima pinned your arms up above your head and began sliding his hands up and down your sides. “M-mmm… Tsukishima~” you groaned.

“It’s Kei. Call me Kei.”

“K-Kei-chan…”

“... Hmp. I knew you had a matching bra.”

“Ah! Tsukki!” You pushed him away and buttoned up the middle button he undid to peek through. He chuckled in his little Tsukishima way as you straightened yourself up and sat up. “You’re such a perv, Kei-chan…”

“Tch. I’m a growing teenage boy. I can’t help that. And it’s not like you really minded,” he said as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap, your back now against his chest. “So don’t start complaining now.”

“U-um… Kei…”

“Shhh. Just let me play with you.” He felt a trail of kisses along your neck and shoulders while you fidgeted in his grasp. “Stop moving around so much…”

“K-Kei-chan…”

“Hmmm~?” he hummed, not even looking up at you.

“Ts-Tsukki!”

“Ugh. Whaaaat~?” He looked up at you, but you didn’t weren’t looking at him. You had a horrified expression on your face. He traced your line of sight to the door that was now wide open. “Crap.”

Almost all of the boy’s volleyball team was present and staring down at the both of you with shock and terror on their faces and in their eyes. Since you didn’t have the power of invisibility, you hid your face in your hands, praying that you would be blessed with an instant death. Tsukishima, on the other hand, just looked plain annoyed that the team had interrupted his ‘play time’ with his frienemy-turned-girlfriend. With a frustrated sigh, Tsukishima slid you off his lap, stood up, and picked you up princess-style. Still too embarrassed to move, you kept your hands glued to your face as Tsukishima carried you out of the closet.

“So this is the business Tsukki had to settle?” Yamaguchi asked aloud.

“Well, I can guarantee you we won’t be fighting over cake anymore,” Tsukishima yelled, carrying you off to god knows where else to finish your ‘play time’.