Tsukishima isn't sure he wants to do a flying fall or look at a volleyball again for the rest of his life, which is unfortunate considering he has a lot more of the same in store for the next couple of weeks. Why did let himself get prodded into even more practice after the matches? He's going to be so sore tomorrow.
And then Bokuto had to go and blurt out that question about eggs, of all things. It's only been a few months since his first shift, and he's still getting used to the idea that his body is capable of these things. Sure, he might have known for a long time that he'd be able to lay eggs upon reaching a certain age, but there's a difference between knowing that in theory and being confronted with the irrevocable reality of it. It doesn't help that the idea of talking about anything egg-related with Bokuto makes his face get hot, and not just due to embarrassment.
He's still frowning when Bokuto catches up to him, the cool evening air having done little to improve his mood.
"I told you, it's too late. Aren't your teammates free to block for you now? Why does it have to be me?"
He turns on his heel to leave again, looking pretty obviously annoyed with the other boy.
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Tsukishima isn't sure he wants to do a flying fall or look at a volleyball again for the rest of his life, which is unfortunate considering he has a lot more of the same in store for the next couple of weeks. Why did let himself get prodded into even more practice after the matches? He's going to be so sore tomorrow.
And then Bokuto had to go and blurt out that question about eggs, of all things. It's only been a few months since his first shift, and he's still getting used to the idea that his body is capable of these things. Sure, he might have known for a long time that he'd be able to lay eggs upon reaching a certain age, but there's a difference between knowing that in theory and being confronted with the irrevocable reality of it. It doesn't help that the idea of talking about anything egg-related with Bokuto makes his face get hot, and not just due to embarrassment.
He's still frowning when Bokuto catches up to him, the cool evening air having done little to improve his mood.
"I told you, it's too late. Aren't your teammates free to block for you now? Why does it have to be me?"
He turns on his heel to leave again, looking pretty obviously annoyed with the other boy.