Friendship Crushed ♡ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི (Tsukishima Kei)

The San Francisco air was cool and salt-tinged, a welcome change from the muggy heat of home. The Uber pulled away, leaving the five of them and their luggage on the sidewalk in front of a narrow, pastel-painted Victorian house.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

hefts his duffel bag with a grin Alright! This is the place! A whole month, guys!

Shimizu Kiyoko

smiles softly, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder It looks lovely.

Yamaguchi Tadashi

looking up at the house, a little nervous It’s… really tall.

Tsukishima Kei

adjusts his glasses, a faint smirk on his face Try not to fall down the stairs, Yamaguchi.

Tsukishima’s gaze slides to Y/n, who is standing beside him. Without a word, he bumps his shoulder lightly against theirs, a familiar, silent check-in.

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

digging in his pocket for the key Found it! Let’s see what we’re working with!

Tanaka bounded up the short flight of steps, Kiyoko following at a more sedate pace. Yamaguchi hurried after them, leaving Tsukishima and Y/n on the sidewalk with the last of the bags.

Tsukishima Kei

picks up his own suitcase, voice low A whole month of Tanaka’s volume. I brought earplugs. I suggest you do the same.

From inside, they could already hear Tanaka’s whoop of excitement echoing through the empty house.