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Tendou has rough hands. He might not show it, it was one of his insecurities. It was dry, chapping and peeling so he covered it with tape. When he was with Ushijima, he made sure that all the dry parts were covered with tape because one time Ushijima told him,
"Your hands are pretty with those tapes on, Satori." That made him really happy and the tapes in his fingers increased just to cover the parts that he thought were ugly. But his "crush" ended as they graduated and they drifted apart. He never got to do anything.
He never got to do anything. He wasn& #39;t able to tell Ushijima his feelings.
Well, it& #39;s ok. He thought. Wakatoshi-kun is way out of my league.
And when he got back to Japan to take a break, he met Osamu and because they both love food and cooking, they clicked right away.
Well, it& #39;s ok. He thought. Wakatoshi-kun is way out of my league.
And when he got back to Japan to take a break, he met Osamu and because they both love food and cooking, they clicked right away.
The times they spent together increased. Tendou looked down on his hands, frowning a bit as his dry hands started to bother him again.
Osamu noticed that Tendou started wrapping tapes on his fingers. He never put those tapes before.
Osamu noticed that Tendou started wrapping tapes on his fingers. He never put those tapes before.
"Satori-san, why are you wrapping tapes on your fingers? Did you get hurt?" Osamu took his hand, genuine concern was written on his face.
Tendou smiled, pulling his hand away. "Osamu-kun, I& #39;m perfectly fine. I just feel comfortable this way."
But Osamu didn& #39;t believe him.
Tendou smiled, pulling his hand away. "Osamu-kun, I& #39;m perfectly fine. I just feel comfortable this way."
But Osamu didn& #39;t believe him.
In those times that he spent with Tendou, he already figured him out. Osamu was usually quiet but if there was one thing he could be proud of, it was he observes people.
He took Tendou& #39;s hand again and unwrapped the tapes on his fingers.
"Osamu-kun?"
He took Tendou& #39;s hand again and unwrapped the tapes on his fingers.
"Osamu-kun?"
Tendou looked at Osamu, who was in great concentration. "You don& #39;t wanna see what& #39;s under there."
Osamu smiled, still taking off the tapes. "I already saw what& #39;s under these tapes, Satori-san. Why are you hiding it now?"
"Because it& #39;s ugly."
Osamu smiled, still taking off the tapes. "I already saw what& #39;s under these tapes, Satori-san. Why are you hiding it now?"
"Because it& #39;s ugly."
Osamu finally took off all the tapes from Tendou& #39;s long and slender fingers. He suddenly brought Tendou& #39;s hands on his lips and kissed his fingers one by one, his eyes not leaving Tendou.
"Your hands are pretty even without those tapes, Satori-san."
"Your hands are pretty even without those tapes, Satori-san."
Tendou stared at Osamu, looking for holes, or maybe lies, because his past experiences made him wary of people but he didn& #39;t see any of it. All he saw was honesty and sincerity.
And since then, Tendou never wrapped his fingers with tapes again.
And since then, Tendou never wrapped his fingers with tapes again.
