Itâs the seventh book in a row this man
has just returned past its due (way pastâlike, the more recent one is seven
months late). Kei stares at the due date written on the back of the book, at
the log on the computer, and then at the man. Who is leaning casually against
the counter with a grin on his face, as if heâs not adding more work for Kei
right at the last second before the library is closed.
âHave trouble keeping track of time, donât
you,â Kei says as he scans the book and puts it aside, typing into the program
because the book is, apparently, fifteen months late. Jesus.
Itâs not the first time Kei interacts
with this man, though usually heâs the one who starts it. Be it about the
weather (the weather) to Keiâs
sweater brand, this man is a champion in making Kei feel bad enough for the
lame attempt that heâs forced to reply. Kuroo Tetsurou, his computer says the
manâs name is. Not that he cares.
Kuroo Tetsurouâs grin gets wider at
this. âYeah, especially when somethingâs catching my attention more.â
this is my fill for #29:Â âWhy did you have this in your closet?â
ft Ushijima and Tendou! I actually really, really loved writing this, even though itâs fairly short. this was my first time writing either of them, so Iâm not entirely sure I captured them well, but I hope you enjoy!! đ [ sorry itâs not super âshippyâ but this was what came to mind :> ]
Wakatoshi looked up from his homework to see Tendou holding
up last weekâs Shounen Jump. Ah.
âI meant to take note of a few products to try out before
returning it to you. It seems I have forgotten.â
Tendou twisted his face into a look Wakatoshi had seen on
him more than a few times; his eyebrows pulled together and his lips pursed
lopsidedly. Wakatoshi was not entirely sure of the meaning behind said look,
but he suspected it had to do with confusion in regard to the reasoning behind
an individualâs actions, as Tendou usually followed up with a question of the sort.
âDo you ever read anything other than the ads, Wakatoshi?â
Tendou did indeed appear to be confused, though Wakatoshi couldnât understand
why.
âI simply read what I find to be the most enjoyable.â
âAnd you find the ads
to be the most enjoyable?â
âThey are very informative and I have had much success in
the past with products I have found in your magazines.â It really is
straightforward reasoning. Wakatoshi cannot fathom why others think it strange.
âWell, ya did have really soft hair that one time,â Tendou
conceded, âand that week where your room smelled like heaven was a pretty good
week.â
Wakatoshi fondly remembered the time he bought a scented
candle marketed to relieve stress. To his mild disappointment, the candle only
lasted a week, but everyone who entered his room during that week left in
particularly good spirits.
âBUT!ââTendouâs eyes widened in what Wakatoshi could only
describe as enthusiastic curiosityââDo you ever read any of the manga? Thatâs
why I lent it to ya in the first place, ya doof.â
âI most often read Gintama. This weekâs was quite humorous.â
Tendouâs eyes grew to the point that it appeared his
eyeballs might pop out of his headânot that that was possible, of courseâand his
mouth formed a tight O shape as he emitted a high pitched noise, not unlike that
of a whistling tea kettle. Wakatoshi noted that this reaction was most likely
due to a mixture of excitement and surprise.
âWhy didnât you tell me, Wakatoshiiii?!â
Wakatoshi did not understand his shock, as he replied, âYou
never asked.â
The noise that came out of Tendouâs mouth this time was
surely one of frustration, as he scrunched up his face and pulled on his hair. He may go bald one day if he continues to do
that. He then abruptly straightened his posture, an excited grin spread
across his face.
He raised his arms, palms to the ceiling, leaning back in
exaltation, as he hollered, âI HAVE SOMEONE TO TALK ABOUT SHOUNEN JUMP WITH!â
There was something about Tendouâs excitement that caused a
warmth to spread through Wakatoshiâs chest and he found the in depth
conversation about Gintama that followed to be quite enjoyable.