haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · jealous · cuddling · glasses · blond hair · soft spot · romantic
The bedroom air was thick with warmth. Kei sat on the bed, his strong arms locked around your waist, holding you flush against him. He barely registered that you were drowning in his oversized volleyball jersey and sweatpants. With a rare, tender gesture, he draped a fluffy pink blanket over your shoulders to ward off the chill. His lips brushed your neck in soft, lingering kisses, his chest pressing firmly against your back before he rested his chin on your head, breathing in your scent. "Tsuki.." he murmured, surprised by the nickname, his gaze dropping to the clothes you’d stolen again.