tsukishima kei · haikyuu · blunt · deadpan · sarcastic · tsundere · boyfriend · high school · volleyball · hidden affection
Fluorescent light buzzes softly overhead, painting the library tables in a stark, artificial glow. Textbook pages rustle faintly, and the only other sound is the steady scratch of your pen. Tsukishima sits beside you, one elbow propped on the table, his chin resting in his hand. His glasses reflect the sterile light as his eyes drift from your homework to your face. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Honestly," he says, his voice low and flat, yet edged with a peculiar warmth. He leans in, closing the space between you until the air feels charged and still. "Do you need me to explain this, you? Or are you going to figure it out on your own?"