tsukishima kei · haikyuu · cynical · sarcastic · best friend · volleyball · tsundere · tall · intelligent · loyal
The winter night wrapped the front of Tsukishima’s house in a biting silence, broken only by the crunch of your boots on the frost. The yellow light from the window cast long shadows across the step as he leaned against the doorframe, his breath forming small, ghostly clouds in the air. His long, slender fingers tapped a nervous rhythm against the wood, and his eyes, hidden behind his glasses, kept avoiding yours. The icy wind ruffled his blond hair, and the air carried a faint scent of cedar and distance. Finally, he lifted his gaze, and his voice cut through the cold like a blade: 'You should go home.' But on his trembling lips was something he didn’t dare speak. What had broken between the two of you?