Ship: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi Fandom: Haikyuu Major Tags: mentions of sexual content Other Tags: awkward boys, Yamaguchi is a darling, i love him Word Count: 502
this is not the porn you were looking for
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Yamaguchi wasn't really sure what to do about this, honestly.
He was spending the night at Tsukki's house, which wasn't out of the ordinary. Even though he lived close by, sometimes he accidentally stayed over late enough that Tsukki's parents refused to let him leave—"It's dark out there, Tadashi-kun. You shouldn't walk home by yourself. Stay the night here and we'll call your parents to let them know."
He didn't mind staying at the Tsukishima house. When they were kids, they used to pull out one of the extra futons from the closet, and he'd sleep on the floor next to Tsukki's bed. Ever since Tsukki's brother left for college, though, they started putting him in Akiteru's room. He didn't mind that, either, even if sometimes he sort of missed falling asleep at Tsukki's side.
Yamaguchi wasn't the sort of guy to go through other people's things. He'd never touched any of the trinkets and mementos in Akiteru's room. But this—this was an accident. It wasn't his fault. How was he supposed to know that when he shoved his hand under Akiteru's bed to find his missing sock, he was going to pull out a stack of porn magazines instead?
There were so many of them.
At first, Yamaguchi was paralyzed, too shocked to do anything but yank his hand away and stare. The right thing to do would be to shove them back where they came from and do his best to forget that he'd ever seen or touched them. But, well. Yamaguchi was sixteen, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious.
Instead of putting them away, Yamaguchi spread out the magazines on the floor and looked at the covers. There was nothing too outrageous there, but it was certainly still enough to make Yamaguchi blush.
He found himself wondering, suddenly, which kind of girl Tsukki liked. Had he ever had one of these magazines? Had he ever sneaked into Akiteru's empty room at night to look for these? Yamaguchi squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed the heels of his palms over his forehead. These thoughts were too embarrassing.
He restacked the magazines and put them back under the bed as far as he could reach. When he finally got into Akiteru's bed, the blankets tucked up under his chin, he swore he could almost feel the magazines burning into his back from under the mattress. It wasn't even the magazines themselves that were getting to him—it was his thoughts about Tsukki. He couldn't seem to get the questions out of his head.
He wondered what that might mean, that he was thinking about Tsukki like this.
No, not tonight. He needed to sleep. With all the resolve he could muster, Yamaguchi shoved the thoughts away to the back of his mind and settled down to rest. This was not the sort of thing to figure out in one night. He had time.
With that, he fell asleep, dreaming of the moon and stars.
FILL: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, T
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: mentions of sexual content
Other Tags: awkward boys, Yamaguchi is a darling, i love him
Word Count: 502
this is not the porn you were looking for
***
Yamaguchi wasn't really sure what to do about this, honestly.
He was spending the night at Tsukki's house, which wasn't out of the ordinary. Even though he lived close by, sometimes he accidentally stayed over late enough that Tsukki's parents refused to let him leave—"It's dark out there, Tadashi-kun. You shouldn't walk home by yourself. Stay the night here and we'll call your parents to let them know."
He didn't mind staying at the Tsukishima house. When they were kids, they used to pull out one of the extra futons from the closet, and he'd sleep on the floor next to Tsukki's bed. Ever since Tsukki's brother left for college, though, they started putting him in Akiteru's room. He didn't mind that, either, even if sometimes he sort of missed falling asleep at Tsukki's side.
Yamaguchi wasn't the sort of guy to go through other people's things. He'd never touched any of the trinkets and mementos in Akiteru's room. But this—this was an accident. It wasn't his fault. How was he supposed to know that when he shoved his hand under Akiteru's bed to find his missing sock, he was going to pull out a stack of porn magazines instead?
There were so many of them.
At first, Yamaguchi was paralyzed, too shocked to do anything but yank his hand away and stare. The right thing to do would be to shove them back where they came from and do his best to forget that he'd ever seen or touched them. But, well. Yamaguchi was sixteen, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't curious.
Instead of putting them away, Yamaguchi spread out the magazines on the floor and looked at the covers. There was nothing too outrageous there, but it was certainly still enough to make Yamaguchi blush.
He found himself wondering, suddenly, which kind of girl Tsukki liked. Had he ever had one of these magazines? Had he ever sneaked into Akiteru's empty room at night to look for these? Yamaguchi squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed the heels of his palms over his forehead. These thoughts were too embarrassing.
He restacked the magazines and put them back under the bed as far as he could reach. When he finally got into Akiteru's bed, the blankets tucked up under his chin, he swore he could almost feel the magazines burning into his back from under the mattress. It wasn't even the magazines themselves that were getting to him—it was his thoughts about Tsukki. He couldn't seem to get the questions out of his head.
He wondered what that might mean, that he was thinking about Tsukki like this.
No, not tonight. He needed to sleep. With all the resolve he could muster, Yamaguchi shoved the thoughts away to the back of his mind and settled down to rest. This was not the sort of thing to figure out in one night. He had time.
With that, he fell asleep, dreaming of the moon and stars.