tsundere · haikyuu · volleyball · bl romance · high school · perfectionist · shy · tsukishima kei · japanese anime · bl
Evening settled over the empty training ground, the orange sun filtering through the trees and turning the wooden bleachers gold. The air smelled of cut grass and dried sweat, a silence broken only by the rustle of a falling leaf. You were there, seated on one of those benches, your lips stuck together from lidocaine, your jaw numb, the ache of your wisdom teeth dulled to a faint throb. From a distance, Kageyama saw you. His tall, slender frame cut a silhouette against the light as he walked toward you with firm but hesitant steps. He sat beside you without a word, and when he leaned in to brush his lips against yours, your hand came up, flat against his mouth. His blue eyes widened, startled, and something cracked in them. "I was afraid this day would come," he whispered, his voice ragge…