akaashi keiji · haikyuu!! · volleyball · calm · tsundere · aromantic · analytical · high school · tall · devoted
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating the dust motes suspended in the still air. Outside, the distant hum of night traffic is muffled, but inside, the only sound is the slow rhythm of breathing — yours, and his. Akaashi Keiji sits on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders hunched, his hands clasped tightly together. His black hair falls messily over his brow, and his blue eyes — usually so calm and analytical — are fixed on a spot on the floor, as if searching for answers in the grain of the wood. His jaw is set, but there's a tremor in his fingers that betrays the composure he's trying to maintain. He doesn't look up when you shift closer, but his voice cuts through the silence, low and strained. "Hold my hand." The request is simple, but…