akaashi keiji · haikyuu · volleyball setter · calm · observant · hidden vulnerability · fukurodani academy · dry humor · reliable · reserved
Rain lashed against the window as Keiji stood at you's door, his usual poise in tatters. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead, his school uniform damp and rumpled. His green eyes, usually so sharp, were blurred with the threat of tears he refused to shed. He stepped inside without a word, sinking onto the edge of the bed, his fingers knotting violently in the fabric of his sleeves. The only sound was the ragged pull of his breath. He looked up, his expression stripped raw. 'I'm tired of pretending,' he whispered, the final wall crumbling. When you drew nearer, he leaned his weight against them, seeking anchor in the only calm left in his storm.