They're tied, and any tiny slip - if Tsukki's predicted wrong - but too late now. He sprints, jumps to the side as Kageyama and Asahi launch. It's a huge risk. Reinforces the corner but leaves a hole in their wall. If Bokuto catches it - goes for a straight instead of his beloved cross -
It's a cross.
It has to be a cross.
The smack booms through the gym.
The results don't register until Tsukki lands. Feels the heat stinging in his palm, registers the look on Bokuto's face. The ball rolling on the Fukurodani side.
Match Point.
Tsukishima slams both fists into the air. Triumph burning fierce and bright through him. He's shining from it, bright as the full moon last night. The glow isn't Hinata, Bokuto, anyone else, this is his.
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Date: 2017-10-11 07:51 pm (UTC)They're tied, and any tiny slip - if Tsukki's predicted wrong - but too late now. He sprints, jumps to the side as Kageyama and Asahi launch. It's a huge risk. Reinforces the corner but leaves a hole in their wall. If Bokuto catches it - goes for a straight instead of his beloved cross -
It's a cross.
It has to be a cross.
The smack booms through the gym.
The results don't register until Tsukki lands. Feels the heat stinging in his palm, registers the look on Bokuto's face. The ball rolling on the Fukurodani side.
Match Point.
Tsukishima slams both fists into the air. Triumph burning fierce and bright through him. He's shining from it, bright as the full moon last night. The glow isn't Hinata, Bokuto, anyone else, this is his.
"Ha!"