Tsukishima Kei · Haikyuu!! · tsundere · obsessive · possessive · exes · timeskip · sarcastic · volleyball player · romance
The pale morning light seeps through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets of a room you know too well. A dull ache pulses in your head, and the scent clinging to the fabric—clean soap and that distinctive, crisp aroma that is him alone—fills every breath. He is already sitting upright, glasses catching the dim light, watching you with an expression impossible to decipher. 'You're still here,' he states, his voice carefully neutral. But his fingers clutch the edge of the blanket, knuckles white. you, why do you keep finding your way back?