( Tsukishima x Reader) His One And Only

ℂ𝕙𝕡𝕥 𝟠: 𝔸 𝔹𝕒𝕕 𝔻𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞

You and your boyfriend were walking to his house hand in hand. You finally arrive with his lovely mother greeting you inside. She led the both of you to the dinner table that had soup ( of your choice) With a side of rice and grilled vegetables (or meat).

You and Tsukishima sat down next to each other giving thanks to the food and digging in on the meal. After you were both finished, you helped wash the dishes before Kei gave you clothes to wear and a towel so you could go ahead and take a shower. Once you were done, the blonde gestured you to sit down on the floor do he could dry your hair like always. He then went to take his own shower and left you in the room. You stared at the ceiling light for a few minutes and then you got bored so you decided to wander around his room a little bit.

You notice that there was a picture frame standing on his desk. You picked it up. The picture made you feel weird on the inside but in a good way. The picture was of you and Kei sleeping on the couch together with his head on top of yours. You stared at the picture in awe. You'd never think that he would frame something like this. But it made you happy.

You didn't notice a shadow linger over you when the picture was suddenly slipped out of your hands, you looked over your shoulder to see that it was your boyfriend who was watching what you were doing.

"Kei, I didn't know you had that picture." You giggled.

The blonde didn't say anything from being a little embarrassed by what you have seen on his desk. The boy put the picture back where it was as he placed his arms around you. Hugging your figure tight. He gave you a little kiss on the cheek.

You loved it when he did things like these cause you knew how he acted around others. But yet turns into a soft little Dino baby that gives you gentle kisses, hugs and cuddles when you both were alone.

He finally let go. Asking if you wanted to watch random videos on his laptop
( I don't know if he actually has one or not.... but let's pretend he does)

He placed his lap top on one side of the bed. Then walking out of his room to get a blanket. Once he came back he sat on his bed draping the blanket over his shoulders. He motions you to come over and as you walk over, he picks you up and sets you down between his crossed legs. He pulls the blanket forward so it would cover you as well. He leans a little forward to touch the laptop so he could play the video. It was about dinosaurs. (Of course). He then wrapped his arms around your stomach while you placing his head on yours. You two sat there for hours being comfortable as you watched.

You fell asleep being nuzzled against his chest. You couldn't help it, it was just so warm and comfortable. The blonde was starting to get tired as well so he turned off the laptop, placed his glasses on his desk and laid you by his side. He brushed you soft (h/c) hair away from your forehead and behind your ear. He was staring at your sleeping face. Caressing you're cheek as he drifted off to sleep with you by his side.

You were dreaming. It was dark and it felt so lonely. You heard voices in your head. They wouldn't stop. They were repeating over and over again. It was like being punched off the edge into a deep hole you can't climb out of. There wasn't any light. The echoed voices were trailing behind you in your head. You turned to look around but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. But those voices wouldn't stop. They were telling you things that made you feel insecure, unwanted, unworthy of anything. It pained your chest. Within moments you had visions of things you didn't want to see. In the dream you had they made you scream and shout. There were black figures who repeated those words. You thought of them as demons. There was no escape. You wanted to wake up. The figures got closer and closer to you and in a few seconds all you saw was red. They were mumbling something.