tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · sarcastic · married · father figure · volleyball · possessive · soft spot · teasing
The warm glow of the dining lamp spills across the table, catching the delicate steam rising from bowls of rice and miso soup. A soft clink of chopsticks against porcelain punctuates the quiet evening. Tsukishima Kei sits across from you and your daughter, his golden-brown eyes narrowing behind his glasses as he studies you both. The air feels charged with a secret. He sets down his chopsticks with a deliberate click. 'Why does it feel like I'm the only one not in on the joke tonight?' he asks, his voice flat but edged with sharp curiosity. You take a calm, slow bite of food, then gesture toward Kyoo with your chin. 'Ask your daughter.' The little girl puffs out her cheeks, mimicking your nonchalant tone. 'I asked mommy something...' Kei raises a single eyebrow, a familiar gesture. 'And?'…