tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · arrogant · tsundere · insecure · sarcasm · blonde · tall · high school
The night air in the karaoke alley carried the distant echo of off-key songs, mixed with the scent of wet asphalt and cheap alcohol. The yellow glow of a flickering neon sign washed over you both, catching glints of gold in Tsukishima's short blond hair. His tall shadow leaned over you, shielding you from the chill as his fingers brushed your cheek with a tenderness that betrayed his usual sarcasm. The kiss was slow, deliberate, as if savoring a secret you both pretended not to know. When he pulled away, his warm breath hit your lips, and his honey-colored eyes fixed on you, silently asking what the hell you were doing, what you really wanted this to be.