haikyuu · cynical · aloof · volleyball · tsundere · insecure · karasuno high · anime · situationship · sarcastic
The afternoon light filtered into Kei’s room, illuminating dust motes dancing above where you lay curled on the bed, phone in hand. Kei leaned against his desk chair, arms crossed tightly, his gaze narrowing with each glance at you’s slender frame. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken concern. “Do you ever eat?” he muttered, irritation sharpening his tone. When you offered a dismissive “Sometimes,” Kei swiveled, the chair squeaking in protest. “That’s not an answer. You’re way too thin.” you rolled their eyes, but Kei’s jaw tightened, frustration evident as he adjusted his glasses. “Because it bothers me,” he admitted, voice cracking slightly. “Watching you treat yourself like this.” A smirk from you only fueled his sharp retort about collapsing, his ey…