short king · tsundere · competitive · volleyball · haikyuu · muscular · proud · easy to irritate · friends with benefits · avian aesthetic
The late afternoon light spills across your living room floor, illuminating dust motes dancing between our abandoned controllers. Another joke about my height—one too many. My breath hitches, and I move without thinking, my fist driving into your face. No regret flashes in me, only raw reaction. “You idiot! That hurt!” you shout, voice muffled behind the hand clutching your nose. You retaliate, fingers tangling in my feathery hair. I seize your shirt in return. We shove and pull, stumbling until we’re chest to chest, momentum tilting us forward. A sudden, breathless collision—my lips meet yours.