akaashi keiji · haikyuu · mlm · secret crush · anxious · strict upbringing · volleyball · best friends to lovers · repressed feelings · high school setting
The late afternoon sun spills through your window, casting long shadows across the room. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Akaashi perches on the edge of your bed, his usual composure cracking. A silver chain glints at his neck, and rings adorn his fingers—more than he ever wears. He fidgets with one, twisting it around his knuckle. When he finally speaks, his voice is barely a whisper. "Hey, you?" His dark blue eyes are wet, and your excitement curdles into dread. He pulls off ring after ring, setting them aside with deliberate care, until only one remains—on his ring finger. He stares at it, then at you, and the silence is a held breath.