《Salty but Sweet- Kei Tsukishima X Black Fem Reader》Honey
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You, Mei and the Tsukishima brothers all waved goodbye to Mrs Tsukishima as you entered the train, for some weird reason she seemed to be tearing up. She must have really loved her sons...
"Sit next to me y/n," Mei exclaimed as she patted the seat next to her. "Of course babe," you giggled as you walked over to her. Whilst you were walking you felt a light tug on your arm....
"Leaving me for Mei again?" Kei rolled his eyes at you sarcastically.
"Mmhmm, I mean she is hotter..." you said to him. He put his hand to his chest and pretended to be offended. "Shortcake, that hurt . You're so mean."
You giggled, "you love me really baby." Before walking off and digging yourself down next to Mei.
"What was all that babe?" Mei asked you, "you guys were practically undressing eachother with your eyes. You might as well have screamed please fuck me Kei, take me on this filthy train isle." She mocked.
Your cheeks became warmer as you tried to hide a smile, "Mei shut up we did nothing of the sort," you fumed. Mei laughed once again and smiled , "of course you didn't." Sarcasm laced on every word she spoke.
You coughed attempting to change the subject. "So urm I'm kind of gutted we didn't get to meet Kei's dad."
"Girl you be gutted , that man is a fucking dilf. I mean Akiteru is hotter , but gawd dayum he's fine." Mei flustered, here lemme try and find a picture for you.
"Girl he just looks like Kei with long hair-" you laughed.
"I don't care he's still a dilf, plus this was years ago, he's aged like fine wine since then." She insisted. You giggled once again, "How long ago was that?"
"Well I think Kei was about 10, so maybe about 9 years ago, he's 19 right? She asked. You nodded, "yeah he's 20 this year."
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"Cool cool, but take my word their dad is fine as fuck. Okay?"
"What ever you say Mei..."
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Once you arrived back to Tokyo, you decided to go to the cafe you and Kei first met at with Akiteru and Mei.
"This is a cute little cafe, Teru how come you've never taken me here ?" She whinged. "Because you'd kick off and start saying some shit about how I'm trying to make you fat-" Akiteru began..
"Shut the fuck up, I would never." Mei insisted.
"Yes the fuck you would."
"Okay so maybe I would... but still hush."
"Mei , you're a menace to society," you chuckled. "You love me though," she said.
"Urm paws off my girlfriend." Kei exclaimed raising an eyebrow at her.
"She's mine now, sorry man." Mei innocently shrugged her shoulders, causing him to roll his eyes.
"So can I have some of that shortcake babe?" You asked.
"No eat your fucking ice cream."
"Jeez no need to be aggressive," you chuckled taking a sip of your milkshake. "If you loved me you'd gimme some," you said snarkily.
"Guess I don't love you then." He said. Akiteru almost choked on his cake trying to hold back his laugh.
"Okay that's it we're leaving-" you stood up from your seat and then felt a cold hand grab your wrist.
"Shortcake." Kei firmly stated , sitting you back down. "No, I-" you squirmed before you felt something sweet get stuffed in your mouth.
"So you do love me," you smiled at Kei whose ears were tinted pink. "Fuck off shortcake." He mumbled whilst taking a spoonful of cake.
You smiled to yourself, knowing that he wouldn't admit it infront of Akiteru since he's meant to be the cold , mean brother. But he did love you.
Kei loved you a lot...
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"Can me and y/n have a sleepover in the living room Akiteru, pleaseeeee." Mei practically begged as you walked into the house.
"Urm go for it? What am I meant to say no?" Akiteru chuckled.
"Thanks babe, you're the best." Mei said kissing him on the cheek. "Come on y/n lets go steal blankets from Teru's room." She grabbed your wrist and pulled you upstairs.
You got the blankets and laid them on the sofas. "So tell me y/n , any exes?"
"Just the one," you hummed. "Had to end it though, my mans thought toxic was cute."
"Oh them ones," she sighed. "Yeah they are a different breed of man."
"Not even man, boy." You laughed, "I was in love with him though so I didn't realise..."
"Mmm, you're lucky Kei isn't like that though. I'm happy for you girl, I really am." She smiled.
"Thanks Mei, I'm happy for you too." You beamed. "Thank the lord someone's happy because I'm not." She spat.
"Oh? How come babe?" You asked.
"Because that stupid boy still hasn't put a ring on it!" Mei whined pointing at her ring finger. "It's been like 5 years."
"It's been 5 years and my nigga still hasn't put a ring on it-" you laughed. "Sheesh have fun with that babe."
"Y/n, you're not helping." Mei sulked.
"I'm going to get snacks from the kitchen." You called walking out the room. Mei rolled her eyes at you but then noticed Akiteru enter the room almost simultaneously with you leaving.
"Hi Kei, watcha doing?" You asked, he smiled, "I'm about to order pizza for you guys. Is a large meat feast okay?"
"Yeah that's cool thanks babe, also can I steal one of you're hoodies for tonight?" You asked as you got some snacks from the kitchen.
"Yeah here," he threw you the one he was wearing.
"Ew but isn't that all sweaty," you whined.
"No I just put it on, you weirdo, but if you don't want it..."
"Thanks Kei," you smiled walking out of the room not giving him a chance to finish.
"Y/n come back." He called.
"Hmmm what's up?"
"You forgot something."
"What?"
He raised his eyebrows at you, "you're not gonna make me say it."
"Fine." You gave him a peck on the cheek. Tsukishima raised his eyebrows at you once again, indicating that wasn't enough. You then gave him a short sweet kiss on his lips.
"Ahem simp," Akiteru coughed as he walked past the kitchen.
"Shut up man," Kei yelled whilst flipping him off.
You laughed at him before giving him another peck on the lips and leaving the room. "Pizza's coming in ten minutes shortcake." He called to you.
"Okay, thanks babe." You answered.
"I didn't know getting snacks took 15 minutes y/n," Mei said smugly.
"I was occupied babe."
"With what?"
"Deez nuts," you said throwing her a bag of peanuts that weren't actually peanuts. They were actually a bag of sweets...
"Y/n these aren't even nuts-"
"Yeah I know nuts are disgusting." You laughed, causing Mei to roll her eyes at you.
*Knock Knock*
"I'll get it," you called as you walked towards the door.
"Hi there , J- Josh? What are you doing in Japan..." You took the pizza from his hands confused on what he was doing here.
"Did you not miss me baby?" He snarled, his lips curling upwards and mouth widening like the Cheshire Cat.
"No."
You shut the door on him.
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