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"Good mornin', Tsukki!" His best friend’s voice is the first thing Tsukishima Kei hears today, just like every other morning.
"Shut up, Yamaguchi." Is all he says as he punches the 'on' button on their coffee machine, groaning as he hears Yamaguchi speak as cheerful as ever.
"Sorry, Tsukki." The freckled boy chuckled, putting his apron on before going over to his own post, starting whatever cake, he had to have done by the end of the day as he quickly walked by the small speaker by the window; probably turning it on, Tsukishima thought and his statement was proven correct when Arctic Monkeys started playing, bringing a small smile to his lips.

It was like this every day.
Every day, Tsukishima would arrive at Moon's bakery, around 7 am, except on weekends- he allowed himself to oversleep another hour then- and open the bakery since he owned it himself. He'd get settled in and have his coffee at around 7:10 or so after he's changed his clothes and put his lenses on before Yamaguchi arrived. If Yamaguchi arrived during this process like he just had, Tsukishima would either reply with a very annoyed morning, shut up, Yamaguchi or just a loud groan- if not, these last two together- as a greeting, which solely leads to an unaffected Yamaguchi who just giggled and smiled as a response.
And that was how Tsukishima's mornings were and he liked them that way, to be honest, he couldn't ask for a better life.
Except for when his soulmate was a huge dick and would draw useless dicks over his own arms, staining Tsukishima's too.
Tsukishima never cared for soulmates much, especially since he was now 24 years old and still had no soulmate to be by his side, or wake up with him every morning and kiss him goodbye whenever he left for work. Tsukishima had given up on soulmates. Well, at least on finding his, because although Tsukishima knew they were out there somewhere, he couldn't help but feel annoyed at them every time an annoying doodle appeared on his pale skin or when his soulmate decided that their skin was a good material to write their grocery list on, thus, causing his disinterest on actually finding his mated one.
He felt he was mated to an idiot who was either immature or young and, well, immature. There was no way to put it. He, despite having a mate, didn't want one.

That being said, Tsukishima just ignores the fact he had one and went on with his life as it was perfect the way it was at the moment.

Until it wasn't.

Tsukishima Kei is a very constant person, he tried his best to stay in line and keep his normal, usual routines as much as he can. He thinks that changing his normal way of being would just complicate things for himself and others around him.
But today, he couldn't help it but feel extra cranky, annoyed and snappy. All due to the pretty handwriting scribbled down on the back of his hand, written, in delicate small numbers and letters, Cristine♡ 0xx xxx xxxx.

This seemed to anger the blond right as soon as he woke up, leaving a permanent scowl on his face for the rest of the day because he knew he didn't write that on his hand, more so, not even his handwriting was like that. Which could only mean one thing and he didn't even want to admit it himself. That being said, he angrily stood up and went his way to work a little earlier than usual. Probably because he'd also thought about passing through his best friends wife's cafe and get something to wake him up a little, something better and tastier than his daily black coffee.
As soon as he walked into the cosy coffee shop, the couple immediately pulled away, blushing as their lips separated. "Tsukki!" Yamaguchi yelps, face getting red and Yachi blushes too, hiding her face on his shoulder.
Tsukishima only rolls his eyes at them both, closing the door as the sign saying 'opened' faced inwards, letting people outside know they weren't opened just yet.
"You can keep sucking each other's faces off, I don't give a f**k anyways." Tsukishima mutters, walking past them into the kitchen, getting the coffee machine ready.
"What happened, Kei-kun?" Yachi is the first to break the awkward silence between them 3, clearing her throat and speaking with a shy tone as she adjusted her working skirt and squirmed off of Yamaguchi’s lap.
“Why does anything have to happen to put me in a bad mood? It’s just the way I-“
“This is about your mate, isn’t it?” Yamaguchi cuts him off immediately, squinting his eyes at him with a knowing look. Tsukishima only has time to glare at his best friend before blushing and turning away, getting back to the making of his coffee (which was getting s****y, by the way).
“Kei-kun, you’ve already put six spoons full of sugar in your coffee.” Yachi quietly and softly says, grabbing the cup from his hands and the blond groaned in frustration, leaning against the counter. He stayed silent, Yamaguchi just watching him and waiting for a response and Yachi just being her sweet self and making another cup of coffee for Tsukishima.
Tsukishima felt embarrassed and ashamed. He promised himself that he wouldn’t feel hurt or upset by these stupid scribbles and drawings but seeing that number written on the back of his back just made him so mad, he couldn’t even make a proper coffee. Without a word, he raised his hand and Yamaguchi sighed upon seeing what Tsukishima was upset about.
“Y'know, it’s normal to feel upset.” Is all the freckled boy says.
“I don’t need a soulmate.” Tsukishima growls back, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at the ground almost as if it was it’s fault he felt like s**t.
“Well, you don’t but maybe they need you.” Yamaguchi chuckled at his best friend.
“Tadashi, I think we should take him to Suga.” Yachi’s shy voice gathers their attention, Tsukishima nodding and thanking her quietly for the brand new coffee she had just made him. “Or Oikawa.”
“Seriously?” Tsukishima groans upon hearing the two names mentioned.
Sugawara Koushi and Oikawa Tooru were known for their unique and unfairly talented dancing and singing skills, bring part of a famous band in Japan, including 3 other members (Akaashi Keiji on drums, Azumane Asahi on bass and the guitarist being Sugawara's soulmate, Sawamura Daichi). But that is not all they are known for. After a few years in the music world, Sugawara and Oikawa were then given the name of the ‘Perfect Angels' for their astonishing act of helping people find their soulmates in a time span of under a week.
That was how Yachi and Yamaguchi found out they were mates. Despite being in the same high school and college for years and having a crush on each other, it was only when they met Sugawara who mentioned the same scribbles they had on either sides of their hands that they realized they were mates.
“I am fine, I don’t need to see your matchmaker friends!” Tsukishima defend himself just as Yamaguchi was about to talk.
“Tsukki, just think about it,” Yamaguchi sighed, looking at his best friend with a hint of disappointment. “You need someone to stick around with you and that doesn't include Hitoka or me.”
“I don’t see why, you guys have been in my life since I was 6 and I'd like to keep it that way.” Tsukishima hisses as he did on his coffee. He smiles a little when he tasted his favourite drink and glances at Yachi, sending her, a somewhat, thankful look.
“Because it won’t do you any good and meeting your soulmate is the best thing you could ever wish for.” Yamaguchi continued but frowned when Tsukishima's face only scrunched up more at his words. Yamaguchi sighed again. “Look, your opinion on it will change, all I’m asking you to do is just give it go.”
All Tsukishima could do was sip more on his favourite drink and punish himself by groaning and going along with Yamaguchi’s stupid (as Tsukishima had once said) offer.
And so, the meeting with the Perfect Angels were right then and there arranged for a week after the day Tsukishima had made the mistake to accept such offer from his friends.

~

Tsukishima closes the doors, flipping the open sign on the other side before locking it properly and he glances inside his bakery one last time before sighing and walking away, stuffing the keys into his pocket.
After a long week of contemplating his decision and thinking thoroughly about the choice he’s made, Tsukishima was, right now, on his way to A Cat’s Puddin', one of the few bars Tsukishima actually tolerates, to meet the duo who’d supposedly help him meet his soulmate. Not that he was hated bars but he just thought that they were unnecessarily loud, dirty and not comfortable enough, for him, at least which is why he tried to avoid them occasionally, but today, he didn’t seem to have a choice but to have to go.
Tsukishima felt the phone on his pocket vibrate and he rolled his eyes, checking the message he received regardless because if he didn’t know better, he wouldn't have known that that was Yamaguchi texting his best friend to make sure he doesn’t bail on them right then and there, which was what Tsukishima actually did want to do.

Tadashi
Tsukkii you better not ditch!!!!!

He snickered and ignored the text like he always does, letting out a deep sigh before continuing his way to the bar.



"He is definitely coming." Yamaguchi grinned as Oikawa peeked over his shoulder and furrowed his brows in confusion, staring at Yamaguchi like as if he were stupid.
"He just left you on read, doesn't that mean the opposite?" The brunet asked him, crossing his arms over his chest, leaning back on his seat, which was, actually, his own soulmate, Iwaizumi Hajime.
"Trashykawa, stop bothering him," Iwaizumi scolds his mate, flicking his forehead but placing an arm around the latter nevertheless. "If he says he'll come then he will."
"Thank you, Iwaizumi-san, but that's just how Tsukki is, he never replies to anything unless he's definitely against it." Yamaguchi chuckles at the two.
Whilst Tsukishima was still a couple of minutes away, everyone else had already gotten to the bar and they were now seating on a table booked by Sugawara for the whole group, all sitting in pairs and different chairs so every soulmate and couple was placed together. At the moment, there was Oikawa and Iwaizumi both seating on an armchair- per Oikawa's request, of course, Yamaguchi, Yachi, Sugawara and Daichi on the four-seat couch and Asahi and Akaashi shared the two-seat couch, as neither of their mates could come. Nishinoya Yuu, Asahi's mate, was a professional volleyball player and his team was having a game today, so he couldn't come as he was the libero and there was simply no way in hell that he was ever going to miss a volleyball game, as he said so he could only join them later. Akaashi's mate, Bokuto Koutarou, had a party to organize, as it was his job, and he couldn’t just say no.
"What else do you guys want?" Kozume Kenma, the owner of the bar, asked, standing by them as he gathered everyone's attention and waited for their orders.
"Kenma, that is no way to treat your costumers~"
The group glanced at the man who spoke standing behind Kenma and the first to react was Akaashi, sighing out as if he were saying Oh no.
"They are barely costumers any more, I've known them all for too long." Kenma scoffed, rolling his eyes and it was true.
The whole group has known Kenma's bar for at least 5 years or more, that was basically how they all managed to befriend each other.
"Then I'm offended that I have never been introduced to such friends of yours, kitten." The man stepped forward, wearing a Cheshire grin on his lips and he placed one hand on his hip, popping his waist to the side.
"Kuroo, what are you doing here?" Akaashi asks the black-haired man.
"Heard a bunch of happy chatter and decided to see if my bro was here." Was all the male said.
Everyone by now was still staring wide eyed at Kuroo, shock written on either of their faces except for Akaashi and maybe Sugawara.
"Are we actually staring at Japan's best middle blocker right now?” Yamaguchi whispered to Iwaizumi who was sat beside him, whispering the words. "Or am I the only one seeing him?"
"No, he's definitely standing right there." Oikawa is the one to reply though, getting over the shock quickly.
"Anyways, just don’t bother them too much, I have others to attend if you guys don’t mind," Kenma speaks up but everyone just nods, and Kenma leaves, heading towards a table full of men who tried to seduce the small boy (they failed, by the way, Kenma is proudly taken).
Kuroo stayed still, leaning against the frame as he waited from the shock to wash over, a lazy smirk on his face.
"Well, p-please sit down, Kuroo-san, since you're already here..." Daichi clears his throat, motioning at the only spot they had left at a single chair to Akaashi's right but since the seat was further away from him and Asahi, it made it so he could look directly at the two.
"Since you insist, Daicchan." Kuroo grins and just like that, Oikawa and Sugawara exchange familiar glances, smirking ever so lightly at the new character who had just joined them.

~

Tsukishima enters the bar, the smell of sweat and alcohol quickly hitting his nose and he avoids all the dancing and moving bodies to reach the counter where the bartender gave drinks to everyone with a happy smile on his face, ducking occasionally to avoid all the glasses and cups on the top of the bar as he was too tall to just walk around freely.
"Tsukishima-san! I'm guessing you're here for the big group that entered a couple of minutes ago?"
Tsukishima jumps slightly at the hyper tone and he nods at the silver haired boy, glancing around the crowd in hopes of finding his friend. "Yeah."
"Right this way, let me just get Hinata-san to cover for me." The bartender grins.
Tsukishima could do nothing but nod and just stand and wait while Haiba Lev called the other bartender, Hinata Shouyou, the only person as hyper and loud as Lev himself, only about 40 centimeters shorter.
"Right, this way, please!" Lev finally comes back and Tsukishima follows the taller boy to lead him to his friend's place, watching as Lev greeted and waved at most of the costumers with a bright smile. Lev walked through one of the doors that lead them to a quieter place with softer music and a properly arranged room where you could sit with your group in an open space but still be in your little group and have no one else listening in to your conversation.
"I think that's them, right?" Lev nodded to the laughing group, both watching as Oikawa's red cheeks huffed and he pouted at Iwaizumi who's smirking up at Oikawa with a smug look.
"Yeah, thanks." Tsukishima mumbles and he walks ahead of him, nodding slightly when Lev shouts a cheerful goodbye and a hope you have a great time, Tsukishima-san!, making Tsukishima cringe a little.
When Tsukishima got close enough to the group, Yamaguchi being the first to notice him there, he immediately started rethinking his choices in life for the nth time since he woke up today. He waved at Yamaguchi who first waved at him before starting the introductions, pointing at saying everyone's names until he reached Kuroo.
"Ah, and I am sure you know who this is, Kuroo Tetsurou." Yamaguchi cleared his throat as he pointed at the new comer. "He joined us a few minutes ago."
Tsukishima looked at everyone but his eyes stared back at the duo staring back at him with an unreadable expression on either of their faces.
Sugawara had his hand on Daichi's thigh and Daichi's hand was tracing small patterns on Sugawara's own thigh but Sugawara's eyes were glued to Tsukishima, almost as if he were studying him, taking note of every move and action he made whilst Oikawa stared with a smirk, his eyes moving up and down, analysing Tsukishima's body and posture. Tsukishima only shifted his gaze from Oikawa to Sugawara and so before breathing out and standing slightly taller, looking back at Yamaguchi. "I thought I was only meeting the Angels dudes?"
And just like that, Oikawa's smirk was formed in a scowl as he glared at Tsukishima and Sugawara just giggled. "Tsukki, I believe you got the name wrong." Oikawa crossed his arms over his chest, holding his head up in a threatening manner. Iwaizumi chuckled in his ear, squeezing his waist a little with his arm and kissed his cheek softly as he whispered something in his ear, causing Oikawa to blush again.
Tsukishima felt annoyed at the used of the nickname. He watched the two interact, his eyes following Iwaizumi's action and he blushed, letting his thoughts occupy his head. If they do find my mate, they're probably going to be like that too, he couldn’t help but think. Tsukishima wasn't a fan of PDA and if his soulmate was, then they'd have a huge problem. And a lot of times too.
"I don’t think Tsukki's comfortable with you guys doing that sort of stuff," Tsukishima's thoughts were interrupted by the new voice Tsukishima had yet to hear until a few seconds ago. Don’t call me that, he thought to himself. He looked at Kuroo, sitting in what seemed to be the chair saved from him and he wasn’t able to stop his mind from thinking how f*****g attractive Kuroo Tetsurou is. He stared at Kuroo, holding his gaze and Kuroo did the same, only after letting his eyes wander through Tsukishima's body, like Oikawa's had, except this time, Kuroo's eyes looked at him with need and interest.
"You're not?" Sugawara was quiet to ask, breaking the little staring contest the two had going on.
Tsukishima turned to look at Sugawara, not missing the small hand he had on Daichi's thigh and he shrugged. "I choose to care about certain things and PDA isn't one of them unless it includes me." Tsukishima replies quietly and smoothly, taking in Sugawara's curious expression as he merely hummed and tilted his head to the side, almost looking like a dog.
"O-okay, how about we have Kenma-san take our orders now, yes?" Yachi speaks shyly, smiling nervously and standing up, brushing the ends of her skirt.
"Great idea, Yachi-san, I'll go with you and you can take my spot Tsukishima, I'll get a chair." Akaashi backs up for the young girl, walking past Tsukishima and called Yachi along with him as Tsukishima gave him a soft smile, sitting were Akaashi was previously sitting.
"Great, now that we're not at each other's throats-"
"No one was ever at anyone's throat, Tooru." Iwaizumi corrects him, rolling his eyes.
Oikawa rolls his eyes back and glanced at Iwaizumi. "You know what I mean though, so it's fine! As I was saying, before Iwa-chan so rudely interrupted me," Oikawa playfully glared at Iwaizumi. "We are here today to find Tsukki's soulmate!"
"Don’t call me that." Tsukishima says something about it this time, groaning lowly to himself.
"I believe that your soulmate must be a man, Kecchan." Oikawa grins, holding his head high proudly, looking directly at Tsukishima only to glance briefly at Kuroo and then look at Sugawara, almost as if his eyes were never supposed to go Kuroo's way.
"That's true, I don’t think Tooru's ever gone wrong with a prediction like that." Sugawara smiles, confirming what Oikawa had just said.
Tsukishima was only mildly surprised.
I knew that there was a very high chance of his soulmate being a he considering he constantly had dicks all over his arms and shopping lists on his hand, completely excluding last week when he had Cristine's phone number written on his hand, all due to his soulmate.
"Yeah, I figured that much." Tsukishima masked his reaction though. He nodded calmly and shrugged at the information, leaning back on my seat.
"Oh?"
Tsukishima only nodded at Oikawa, ignoring the look that was thrown his way by the brunet. "I think men- I mean, boys, are more likely to draw dicks on their arms."
"Your soulmate draws dicks on his arms?" Sugawara giggles, a small smirk on his lips.
"It is quite annoying, having a badly drawn penis on my forearm, especially when baking the cake of a kid and giving it to their mother." Tsukishima scowls at the memory. His eyes travel towards Kuroo subconsciously, finding his own cat-like eyes on him and he shivers at the look, shrinking slightly on his seat
"Uh," Sugawara nods, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. "So, you're a baker?"
"He owns the bakery, Suga-senpai!" Yamaguchi smiles, beaming at the fact proudly. "That Godzilla cake you asked for was made by Tsukki." Yamaguchi then turned to Oikawa, smiling sweetly.
"Really?" Oikawa turned to Tsukishima for confirmation, nodding his head in approval. "Thank you, by the way, it was pretty and tasty." Oikawa winked.
Tsukishima watched as Iwaizumi burned red before his attention was on Oikawa again, who yelped slightly and glared at Iwaizumi before turning to Tsukishima with a grin. "How old are you, Kecchan?"
Tsukishima chose to ignore the use of the new nickname for the second time. "24. I feel like I'm being interrogated by my partner's parents." Tsukishima said with a breath.
"I'm glad you feel that way, Tsukishima-san." Sugawara laughed, leaning against Daichi slightly more and Yamaguchi chuckled.
"God, Koushi, we know you’re the squad mum, but I'm not so no~" Oikawa whined, pouting again as he spoke at Sugawara. Sugawara only stuck his tongue out and glared playfully at him before they both burst out laughing, sharing happy looks. Daichi shook his head beside his lover and looked at Iwaizumi.
"Can you believe this?"
"Trust me, I am seeing it too." Iwaizumi laughed as Daichi did too and surprisingly enough, the two couples started a whole new conversation, ignoring the one they just had before, almost as if it were normal and Tsukishima was left dumbfounded, glancing between the group confusedly, staring at them in disbelief. Tsukishima glanced at his freckled friend only to find him engaged on the conversation as well, laughing and chatting like as if the whole reason to why they were here had nothing to do with Tsukishima and his Soulmate.
"What the f**k?" Tsukishima heard Kuroo mutter under his breath, watching, as the male too, glanced at the group around them with a What the f**k expression.
Tsukishima couldn’t stop the small smile that formed on his lips and he giggled quietly only to immediately cover it with a cough as Yachi and Akaashi finally returned with the drinks.
"Hey! Sorry, Lev and Hinata were sort of busy since Nishinoya-senpai just arrived." Yachi sighed, putting the plate with the colourful cups she held in her hand on the small table in between them all.
Everyone seemed to stop the chatting and look at the two who arrived with their drinks. Oikawa was the first to get a cup, with what it seemed to be only beer and Sugawara took the long sex on the beach cup. Akaashi opted for the beer as well and both Yamaguchi and Yachi shared a glass of Caipirinha as everyone else just chose not to drink anything.
"Well, where is Nishinoya-senpai?" Yamaguchi pecked his wife on the lips, pulling her by his side as she blushed crimson red.
Akaashi smiled at the two and just nudged his head towards the entrance of the room, watching as a small but glowing Nishinoya made their way to the group, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a loose grey t-shirt. He smiled brightly at everyone and to Tsukishima's surprise, Nishinoya leaned down on Asahi's lap and kissed his soulmate briefly, just lips on lips for a mere 5 second contact, leaving the giant blushing like a little high schooler.
"Hello, Noya-chan, how was your game?" Oikawa smiled at the smaller man, leaning back comfortably on Iwaizumi's chest and looking at him, listening to Nishinoya's words.
As the excited libero explained the his favourite parts of the game to everyone else, Tsukishima was left to wonder how the f**k did those two end up being mated for life?
“What’s wrong, Tsukki?” Yamaguchi asked him quietly, trying not to bring any sorts of attention to themselves.
Although Yamaguchi’s tone of voice was small, Sugawara's ear didn’t let said sound escape his ears and he was immediately focused on the conversation between the best friends, trying to casually take part in what Nishinoya was saying.
“Those two,” Tsukishima leaned closer to Yamaguchi, nodding his head at Nishinoya who was sat on Asahi, squirming as he told everyone about today’s match, making Asahi laugh occasionally, a smile of adoration always evident on his face. “Are they actually soulmated?”
Yamaguchi chuckled and nodded. “Yeah. They met a little after Oikawa and Sugawara started doing the match up things.”
Tsukishima nodded, leaving the topic at that and he leaned back on his seat, enjoying the rest of the night- at least trying to.