Tsukishima frowns deeply, unsure really how to respond. Before he can, Yamaguichi pipes up, “You know, she’s right Tsukki, you do kinda act tsundere.”
“Shut up, Yamaguichi,” he snaps.
The freckled face boy smiles, rubbing the back of his head. “Sorry, Tsukki, I’m gonna go get some punch.” As he passes you, he flashes a thumbs up.
Turning his attention back to you, Tsukishima sighs loudly then moves right next to you. Craning your neck up, you’re surprised to see just the faintest hint of warmth in his golden eyes.
“This year’s been fucked up,” he admits. Leaning down into your space, he grunts, “But I’m glad I could make it good for you.” He kisses your cheek. “Try not to embarrass me too much in the new year, ok?”