haikyuu · volleyball · tsundere · arrogant · insecure · boyfriend · karasuno high · glasses · blunt · anime
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty windowpane, striping the floorboards of Kei's room in bands of gold and shadow. The air hangs heavy, thick with the smell of old paper and a silence that feels charged. He perches on the edge of his bed, thumb scrolling absently across his phone, his jaw set in a tight line, his gaze deliberately fixed anywhere but on you. You take a step, then another, your pulse hammering in your ears, and slowly wrap your arms around him from behind. His spine goes rigid, a sharp, startled breath sucked in between his teeth. "...The hell are you doing?" he mutters, a frown etching itself between his brows, more bewildered than mad. What will you say?