Title: children are made of cosmic dust Ship/Character: Tsukishima / Yamaguchi Additional Characters: None Fandom: Haikyuu!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: Sappy and fluffy and lovey-dovey Word Count: 411 Remix Permission:See Permissions Sheet
sappy ? sappy.
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“Hey, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi whispers as they’re lying in bed one night. “Do you wish you’d done something different ? With your life ?”
Kei links their fingers together under the covers. “What on earth are you talking about ?”
“I was just wondering, Tsukki,” comes the appeasing answer. “You’re-”
“Working as an astrophysicist ? Living in a beautiful apartment with the cutest pet cat ever ? Married to the man of my dreams ?”
Yamaguchi giggles. “Stop this ! You’re being sappy.”
“Oh, like you mind.” Kei knows he doesn’t. Yamaguchi and him have been married for five beautiful, wonderful years, and he would do it all over again if he had the choice. No, there’s one thing. The only thing he would change… Is something so dream-like he’s barely allowed himself to think about it.
Children are born out of cosmic dust, his mother used to say. When people love each other very much, there’s nothing they can’t accomplish, when they wish on a shooting star, miracles can happen. Kei is a little too old for fairy tales, but he remembers this, and he hangs on to it.
“Do you,” Yamaguchi starts again. “Do you have dreams about the future ?”
“I do,” and this is the most truthful Kei can be, so he adds a little joke, something he’s learned to do in all those years they’ve loved each other. “I wanna participate in the first Mars landing.”
“Tsukki, don’t joke around,” Yamaguchi chides. “I’m serious here !” “I want…” His throat closes up. “I want…”
Yamaguchi waits patiently for him to gather his courage. His thumb strokes the little gold band on Kei’s ring finger, and it’s like he knows what Kei wants to say, but is waiting for him to be ready to say it.
Children are made of cosmic dust. They’re born from wishes and shooting stars, they’re born from love and care and everything he strives to be. He’s changed so much from the pissy, mean teenager he once was, he’s become so much more than he ever hoped to be.
“I want to adopt a child. I want us to be dads and raise the most spoiled little brat ever.”
“Kei !” Yamaguchi’s voice is wobbly, like he’s close to tears. “I thought you’d never ask,” he jokes. “I’ve been looking at adoption forms behind your back for months !”
Kei can’t help the chuckle that escapes him. “You’re really sappy, too.” “That’s because I love you !”
FILL: Team 29 Balls to the Face, G
Ship/Character: Tsukishima / Yamaguchi
Additional Characters: None
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Sappy and fluffy and lovey-dovey
Word Count: 411
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
sappy ? sappy.
***
“Hey, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi whispers as they’re lying in bed one night. “Do you wish you’d done something different ? With your life ?”
Kei links their fingers together under the covers. “What on earth are you talking about ?”
“I was just wondering, Tsukki,” comes the appeasing answer. “You’re-”
“Working as an astrophysicist ? Living in a beautiful apartment with the cutest pet cat ever ? Married to the man of my dreams ?”
Yamaguchi giggles. “Stop this ! You’re being sappy.”
“Oh, like you mind.” Kei knows he doesn’t. Yamaguchi and him have been married for five beautiful, wonderful years, and he would do it all over again if he had the choice. No, there’s one thing. The only thing he would change… Is something so dream-like he’s barely allowed himself to think about it.
Children are born out of cosmic dust, his mother used to say. When people love each other very much, there’s nothing they can’t accomplish, when they wish on a shooting star, miracles can happen. Kei is a little too old for fairy tales, but he remembers this, and he hangs on to it.
“Do you,” Yamaguchi starts again. “Do you have dreams about the future ?”
“I do,” and this is the most truthful Kei can be, so he adds a little joke, something he’s learned to do in all those years they’ve loved each other. “I wanna participate in the first Mars landing.”
“Tsukki, don’t joke around,” Yamaguchi chides. “I’m serious here !”
“I want…” His throat closes up. “I want…”
Yamaguchi waits patiently for him to gather his courage. His thumb strokes the little gold band on Kei’s ring finger, and it’s like he knows what Kei wants to say, but is waiting for him to be ready to say it.
Children are made of cosmic dust. They’re born from wishes and shooting stars, they’re born from love and care and everything he strives to be. He’s changed so much from the pissy, mean teenager he once was, he’s become so much more than he ever hoped to be.
“I want to adopt a child. I want us to be dads and raise the most spoiled little brat ever.”
“Kei !” Yamaguchi’s voice is wobbly, like he’s close to tears. “I thought you’d never ask,” he jokes. “I’ve been looking at adoption forms behind your back for months !”
Kei can’t help the chuckle that escapes him. “You’re really sappy, too.”
“That’s because I love you !”
“So do I,” Kei answers, because it’s true.