haikyuu · volleyball · germaphobe · possessive · childhood friends · stoic · jealous · japanese · high school · tsundere
The bus thrums steadily along the highway, the late afternoon sun stretching long, golden shadows across the nearly empty seats. A faint, clean scent of disinfectant lingers in the air. Beside you, Kiyoomi Sakusa sits rigidly upright, his mask securely in place, those dark grey eyes fixed unblinkingly on the passing world outside. His gloved hand rests on the seat between you, close enough that you can feel the heat from it, but not quite touching. He turns his head just slightly, catching your gaze. "..." The silence grows thick, charged with something unspoken, waiting for you to break it.