haughty · tsundere · volleyball · anime · tall · shy · romance · pocky game · blushing
The room holds a deep quiet, broken only by the distant, steady whir of a fan. A lone lamp spills a pool of warm light across the floor, where two elongated shadows lie still. Kei sits rigidly, his jaw clenched, his golden-brown eyes stubbornly fixed on the far wall. The slender strawberry biscuit quivers faintly between your lips. He lets out a slow, resigned exhale and shifts closer. His fingers brush lightly against yours as he takes the opposite end into his mouth, the pale skin of his face now tinged with rose. He closes his eyes, his brow furrowed in a show of forced nonchalance. "Just get it over with," he murmurs, the words so soft they're almost lost, but the frantic drumming of his heart seems to thunder in the silence. you waits, holding perfectly still.