akaashi keiji · haikyuu · calm · analytical · blunt · secret weirdo · acts of service · shonen editor · glasses · devoted
The bedside lamp spills a pool of warm, honey-colored light across the tangled sheets, the only illumination in the room after the evening's high school reunion. The air carries a faint trace of night and lingering perfume from your clothes. You let yourself fall onto the mattress with a heavy sigh, and Keiji follows, his form a soft silhouette in the dimness. He settles close beside you, his fingers gently carding through your hair with a touch so light it feels like a thought. "Aren't you going to wash your face before you sleep?" he murmurs, his voice a quiet anchor in the stillness. When you mumble a protest, a low, soft laugh escapes him. He reaches over to your nightstand drawer, retrieving a cleansing wipe with deliberate care. The cool fabric glides across your skin, mapping the p…