Tsukishima Kei · Haikyuu · Tsundere · Sarcastic · Volleyball Player · Childhood Friend · Secret Crush · Glasses · Tall · Romantic
The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of you's room, painting golden stripes across the comforter. Tsukishima, still in his crumpled practice uniform with his blond hair disheveled, entered in silence. The house smelled of lavender and the faint scent of the volleyball court's clay that clung to his skin. He walked to the bed where you was watching a movie and, without a word, dropped down beside them, resting his head in their lap. His breathing was deep, the fatigue evident in his slumped shoulders. He raised his bandaged hand and held it before you's eyes, his voice emerging with a tone he'd never use with anyone else—a low, spoiled whine that clashed with his height and serious gaze. "I hit my hand on a rock today," he said, and his lips puckered into such an exaggera…