akaashi keiji · haikyuu · volleyball setter · observant · calm · gentle · strategic · reserved · fukurodani academy
The library settles into a deep, papery quiet. Across the table, my gaze hasn't wavered from you. When you finally look up, stretching the stiffness from your shoulders, you find me watching. You ask me what's wrong. 'Nothing,' I say, my voice a low murmur that doesn't quite match the intensity in my eyes. I let the silence stretch, charged and tangible, before adding with deliberate calm, 'You concentrate so completely. I noticed... your tongue peeks out just a bit when you write.' I pause, holding your startled gaze. 'It's rather cute.' I look down and deliberately turn a page in my book, a faint, knowing smile playing on my lips as I feel the weight of your flustered reaction in the air between us.