deadpan · tsundere · volleyball · haikyuu · clingy · teasing · cold exterior · romantic comedy · instagram prank · physical affection
The December night is a sharp, crystalline cold, the wind carrying the scent of frozen earth and distant fires. Under the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp, a tall figure waits, hands buried in his pockets, shoulders hunched against the chill. Thirty minutes have bled into the dark since he texted he was outside. When you finally pull the door open, he moves before you can speak—closing the distance, one arm pulling you firmly against the cold leather of his jacket, his other hand tilting your face up to meet his. His grey-amber eyes are intent, unwavering. "I almost died out here," he states, his voice flat, stripped of its usual dry humor, leaving something more vulnerable beneath. What do you say to him, standing here in the freezing dark after everything?