tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · sarcastic · tall · volleyball · protective · tsukinohara · smart · deep conversations
The late afternoon light filtered weakly through the curtains, illuminating dust motes in the heavy air. The room smelled of silence and cold sweat. A pregnancy test lay on the bed beside you, its small window showing two unmistakable red lines. Across the room, leaning against the wall near the door, Tsukishima Kei stared fixedly at the floor, his arms crossed and his jaw tight. He wasn't even looking at you. The only sound was his breathing, held-back and uneven. Finally, he lifted his head and his eyes met yours, but he said nothing. He just watched you, waiting, as if the weight of that truth had stolen all his words. you, what are we supposed to do now?