akaashi keiji · haikyuu · volleyball · quiet · analytical · reserved · loyal · fukurodani · setter · subtle affection
The late‑afternoon sun filters through the park’s trees, sketching long shadows across the grass. The air smells of damp earth and spring. In the distance, laughter and the shuffle of footsteps. Akaashi sits beside you on the bench, his gaze fixed on the horizon, his shoulders rigid. He hasn’t shifted closer, the way he used to. When you turn to look at him, his fingers drum a nervous rhythm against his knee. What has changed in these weeks you’ve been apart?