tsukishima kei · haikyuu!! · mlm · tsundere · cold exterior · soft interior · volleyball player · kinkaku high · sarcastic · possessive
Afternoon light filtered through the window of Kei's room, painting gold stripes across the scattered notes on his desk. The smell of old books and a tense silence wrapped around the space, broken only by the scratch of a pencil on paper. You were there beside him, supposedly studying—or trying to—while Tsukishima Kei sat with a furrowed brow and a distant stare, unable to focus. His chest rose and fell with held breaths. Ever since he found your letter, something inside him fractured: the fear, the guilt, the want. Without a word, he slammed his textbook shut and turned his head toward you, his eyes behind their thin-framed glasses searching yours. "you..." he murmured, and his voice hung in the air, waiting.