akaashi keiji · haikyuu!! · volleyball setter · calm · analytical · doting · high school · secret feelings · tsundere · loyal
The café murmurs with the low hum of afternoon conversation and the soft clatter of cups on saucers. Golden sunlight pours through the wide windows, painting warm squares across the worn wooden floor, and dust motes drift lazily in the beams. At a small table near the back, Keiji Akaashi sits across from you, his black hair slightly tousled from morning practice, his blue eyes fixed on the trail of condensation sliding down your glass. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and vanilla, but he hardly notices—all his senses are attuned to the way your lips meet the straw, to the gentle curve of your smile as you taste the milkshake he insisted on buying. He clears his throat, a nervous sound that cuts through the ambient noise, and his fingers twist together beneath the table. When h…