Fics like kageyama tobio and his long and unforeseeable journey of learning the benefits of human physical contact, and tsukishima kei who's an involuntary witness to all of it.

"Hey. Hold hands with me." Kageyama suddenly demands. Tsukishima looks at him, then back at the hand, then back at him, mildly disturbed by this sudden command. "Bastard didn't you-" "I heard." He replies, his shock thawed out by his irritation for his attitude. He casually grasps Kageyama's dry hand with his own, as if his chest isn't tightening as uncharacteristic nervousness buzzes in his brain like a swarm of flies. His skin is cold even in the springtime, and the dryness is pleasant in his balmy and warm hand. "Huh. Knew it." Kageyama finally says after a moment of silent. "Okay." He lets go, and looks at Tsukishima, as if satisfied. "Knew what?" Yamaguchi blurts, clearly unable to restrain himself anymore. Similarly, Tsukishima wants to shoot him. Kageyama looks at them, as if puzzled. "That it felt different?" He says, dumbfounded by their confusion. "You-" Tsukishima stammers. And while Kageyama can never startle him with his brilliance, he can always baffle him with his bullshit. kageyama's character development indirectly forces an unconsenting tsukishima through his own arc of self-realisation.

Fics like kageyama tobio and his long and unforeseeable journey of learning the benefits of human physical contact, and tsukishima kei who's an involuntary witness to all of it.

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