Tsukishima makes a strangled sort of noise but quickly swallows it. Of all the pages Bokuto had to flip to, why did it have to be that one?! He's starting to regret ever giving in to impulse and buying this book in the first place. (Okay, that's a lie. It might be a little trashy, but he'd been enjoying it. Particularly the poem Bokuto had happened to land on, but Bokuto isn't going to find that out if he can help it.)
"It's artistic," he bites out, which isn't true by a long shot. "Not that I'd expect you to understand that. You probably couldn't recognize a good poem if it hit you in the face." This is embarrassing, and Tsukishima deals with embarrassment the same way he deals with everything else that's unpleasant or mildly inconvenient - by being an asshole about it.
He has to get the book back before Bokuto reads any more. He stumbles forwards into Bokuto's side, getting into Bokuto's space and trying to grab the book from him.
"Give it back."
If he wasn't so flustered, he probably would have factored in that #1 Bokuto is obviously stronger than him and #2 Bokuto has great night vision while he can barely see anything. Clearly this is an excellent course of action.
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"It's artistic," he bites out, which isn't true by a long shot. "Not that I'd expect you to understand that. You probably couldn't recognize a good poem if it hit you in the face." This is embarrassing, and Tsukishima deals with embarrassment the same way he deals with everything else that's unpleasant or mildly inconvenient - by being an asshole about it.
He has to get the book back before Bokuto reads any more. He stumbles forwards into Bokuto's side, getting into Bokuto's space and trying to grab the book from him.
"Give it back."
If he wasn't so flustered, he probably would have factored in that #1 Bokuto is obviously stronger than him and #2 Bokuto has great night vision while he can barely see anything. Clearly this is an excellent course of action.