Hello! I’m not really active on here, but I do check tumblr every once in awhile for my own fics! I’m the user who appreciated your blessing to the golf au tag 😂

@lalikaa, thanks for this one! writing them as kids is so much fun.

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“Tada —” Kei stopped suddenly and corrected himself. “Yamaguchi, we’re too old for this.”

“Nooo,” Yamaguchi said. “Come on, you’re just saying that because your legs are too long now. Just push me on the swings one last time, and I promise I’ll never ask you again.”

Kei rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, trying to ignore it when Yamaguchi stepped in and clapped his hands together, bowing with his eyes shut tight.

“Please, please, please, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi begged. The new nickname he was so proud of rolled off his tongue, easy as if he’d called Kei that all along. “I’ll be your best friend!”

“You already are my best friend,” Kei muttered, but he was walking behind the swing and waiting while Yamaguchi hopped onto it and started pumping his legs. When Yamaguchi’s back came toward him, Kei started with a couple of lackluster pushes, but his strength and enthusiasm grew as Yamaguchi shouted with delight.

“Higher, Tsukki!” Yamaguchi said. “Put your back into it!”

Kei laughed and shoved Yamaguchi hard enough that the swing’s chains slacked off. When he was really little, Kei thought if Akiteru pushed him hard enough, he could get all the way around the bar, that nothing could ever get in his way. That was dumb baby stuff he knew, but watching Yamaguchi’s legs reach higher and higher, his sneakers almost brushing the low branches of the trees, Kei couldn’t help but think — maybe.

“One day I’ll be able to jump this high,” Yamaguchi shouted over his shoulder as the swing soared higher still. “You too, Tsukki. Together, we’ll fly!”