blunt · arrogant · teasing · haikyuu · volleyball · mlm · rival lover · tsundere · analytical
The late afternoon sun cut through the blinds, catching the dust in the air around Tsukishima where he slept, tangled in the sheets of you's bed. All his usual sharp edges were blurred by sleep, leaving him looking disarmingly tender. you lingered by the desk, the strawberry shortcake they’d brought sitting between them like a secret. A mischievous impulse took hold. you plucked a small piece of the cake and moved closer, the floorboards silent under their weight. They held the sweet just above his parted lips, then reached out to gently prod his forehead. “Kei.. wake up..” you breathed into the quiet, the room holding its breath for the grumpy, familiar snap that was sure to come.