TsukkiYama Week 2015
Day 3: Dispute on who is the best/Why not dress up like a girl on the date?
Dang it. Tsukishima can't sleep.
He doesn't feel crap. Rather, he feels too elated and embarassed to fall asleep. Earlier, after their planning about their date tomorrow, Yamaguchi decided to drop by Tsukishima's house to get that CD the taller boy suggested his dark-haired friend to listen. Knowing that Yamaguchi's taste in music falls mostly on Tsukishima's preferred genre, the blonde male occasionally lets Yamaguchi borrow some of his CDs and band concert DVDs.
The two boys came to Tsukishima's mom baking some cookies. They were already full with their taste-test in some bakeries they visited but the boys really couldn't say no to the enthusiastic lady and her delicious cooking. Tsukishima's dad came home a little bit later than the two high schoolers and started brewing coffee that'd go well with the sweet cookies.
They were sent away to Tsukishima's room but Yamaguchi insisted on helping with the baking. Tsukishima's mom is shorter than her husband, who is also shorter than his son. It's a question on who Tsukishima Kei and Akiteru got their height from, towering over their parents almost by a foot. Yamaguchi dared ask when they were younger but Tsukishima's glare stopped further questioning (Akiteru had been kinder and told Yamaguchi it's from their grandfather).
Yamaguchi opted to help Tsukishima's mom by getting baking utensils from the high cabinets. Tsukishima helped too but he was in charge of mixing the batter.
Quite a huge amount of batter and icing disappeared from the mixing bowl to the walls and floor when Akiteru crashed into the kitchen. The three boys began an argument who's better a hitting another with the said ingredients (Akiteru just started it and laughed at the sides while the younger boys went at it) that ended with the batter and cookies being thrown around. Tsukishima's mother glared at them and aggressively shooed the children out of her kitchen.
"Kei totally takes after her," Akiteru whispered to Yamaguchi, causing both of them to snicker. Tsukishima's mother shifted her attention to her older child, calling out to their slow movements and if they weren't out of her kitchen in five seconds, they're going to to get it. The boys went to their respective rooms, Yamaguchi following Tsukki to his and laughed to their hearts content as they eyed each other, covered in batter and icing.
"There's so much on your cheeks," Yamaguchi said, eyeing the clump of white sweetness sticking on Tsukishima's face. He took most of it using the tip of his index finger, smearing it along Tsukishima's jaw. He laughed at the sight he did.
Tsukishima glared at the boy before him. And then he smirked, grabbing on Yamaguchi's retreating hand. He looked at the white icing on the tip of Yamaguchi's finger and began licking it. He let a bit of the white substance rest on the tip on his tongue first, rolling it around his tongue for a moment before swallowing. And then Tsukishima, still smirking, put Yamaguchi's finger in his mouth, tasting the rest of the creamy icing. He slid more of the finger inside his warm wet mouth, sucking and swallowing sensually, and lifted his eyes to meet with Yamaguchi's.
Yamaguchi stared back at him, transfixed. Tsukishima swallowed again, licking around Yamaguchi's finger for more of the icing but finding none. So he let the finger slide further inside his mouth, feeling the tip on his throat and choked slightly.
"T-Tsukki...?"
Yamaguchi's face flushed. He looked like he's having difficulty in breathing, when it should be Tsukishima who's trying to catch his breath with the finger in his mouth and triggering his gag reflex. Tsukishima sucked on the finger again, harder and with more vigor. He didn't care how this turned him on, how spit slick Yamaguchi's hand was, how the noise of his sucking were like those from porn videos Tsukishima once found in Akiteru's laptop. What's important was how these made Yamaguchi groan - that soft moan reaching Tsukishima's ears and made a shiver trace up his spine...
A sudden knock on the door had Tsukishima gagging and Yamaguchi bolting away from the other boy. The door didn't open but Akiteru's worried voice sounded from outside, asking if Tsukishima, who was coughing uncontrollably, is okay. Assuring the older Tsukishima that everything was fine and not to worry, the younger Tsukishima wiped the spit off his chin and asked his brother what was up, later learning that Akiteru had finished using the shower and it was then free for Tsukishima or Yamaguchi to use and clean themselves off the batter and icing.
Tsukishima let Yamaguchi use the bathroom first, handing the other boy towel and some spare shirt and pants to borrow. But Yamaguchi won't look at him. He just murmured a quiet "Sorry, Tsukki" and took off.
Tsukishima didn't know what that apology was for. What was clear to him though was that he badly needed a cold shower.
...
The dinner was a noisy affair. Of course, the Tsukishima family won't just let their guest leave without being fed. So Yamaguchi sat and dined with them, digging into snacks three hours earlier than family dinner.
Yamaguchi had called home through the house phone, informing his parents that he was at the Tsukishima's - as usual.
"If only I have a kid as cute as you!" Tsukishima's mother gushed, patting Yamaguchi's head as the boy helped her setting the table.
"Hey, Kei and I are cute!" Akiteru protested, good-naturedly. But his mother was busy fixing their dinner table with Yamaguchi.
"If Tadashi-kun had been a girl, you should marrying Kei here," Tsukishima's mother commented, much to the surprise of all the males at the table. She looked happy, lost in her thoughts. "Then I'll get Tadashi-kun as my really cute, responsible daughter-in-law..."
Yamaguchi blushed while Akiteru and Tsukishima's father tried stopping Tsukishima's mother from speaking her thoughts out. Tsukishima ignored them though, asking Yamaguchi to pass him the soy sauce. His mother's next words weren't that easy to ignore though.
Apparently, Tsukishima's mother wanted a daughter as she began telling the males of how she'd help Yamaguchi dress up if the child would go to a date with her son. Fix that dark hair, probably into a long neat ponytail, fixed with a ribbon that'd go well with the dress. A short dress, Tsukishima's mother thought, noting that Yamaguchi should show off those long legs for they could be weapons. And then Tsukishima's mother told them how she'd help Yamaguchi with make up, rattling off colors that could bring out Yamaguchi's eyes.
Tsukishima had almost finished half of his bowl when he noticed Yamaguchi wasn't eating. The dark-haired boy would laugh politely along what Tsukishima's mother was telling but he clearly was uncomfortable. Akiteru had tried many times to stir the conversation off the imagination of Tsukishima's mother about Yamaguchi being Tsukishima's girlfriend in and alternate non-existent world, but his mother kept coming back to that topic.
Tsukishima cleared his throat. As much as the thoughts of Yamaguchi dressing up for him really entertained him, he couldn't have his friend reduced into an uncomfortable degraded mess. Uncomfortable, blushing mess due to Tsukishima's own words and actions is greatly appealing too, coupled probably with some of his mother's crossdressing ideas, but that could be done in another time and place, and with the consent of the one to do the act. For now, Tsukishima had to save the distressed boy sitting to his left.
He began speaking to his mother, hinting about respect to their guest in the most polite way as Tsukishima could put it to his mother. The other persons on the dinner looked surprised when he spoke, very quiet that Tsukishima's soft but firm voice carried over the table easily. Tsukishima's mother noticed her mistake and apologized to their guest, hoping that the dark-haired boy would forgive her offense. Yamaguchi assured her that he would and didn't mind.
And now, as Tsukishima lay on his bed that night, he looks up at the ceiling but doesn't really see it. The smile and the gratefulness in Yamaguchi's face keeps replaying on his mind, that cheerful thanks as Tsukishima showed Yamaguchi the door when the dark-haired boy decided that it was time to go home and retire for the night keeps resounding in his ears. Not to mention that incident with a particular finger that still makes Tsukishima red to his ears.
Tsukishima shifts on his bed and hopes he'll be able to find some sleep.