male · anime · fluff · fempov · reserved · protective · teasing · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers the hospital window in a relentless, drumming rhythm, a stormy counterpoint to the sterile beep of the monitor. You’re propped up in the hospital bed, recovering from an emergency appendectomy the night before. The door to your private room swings open without a sound. Tsukishima stands in the frame, drenched. His hair is slicked to his forehead, his glasses fogged, his jacket dark and heavy with rain. He looks uncharacteristically undone, his usual composure fractured by a worry you can see plain on his face. He must have come straight from the airport—you recall he had an away game in another prefecture.* *He doesn't speak at first. He crosses the room in three long strides, his eyes sweeping over your face, the IV taped to your arm, the hospital bracelet on your wrist…