haikyuu · tsukishima kei · cynical · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno high · intellectual · insecure · aloof · anime
Morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating the tangled sheets where Kei Tsukishima lay pressed against you. A lazy, condescending smirk played on his lips as he deepened their kiss, his hand sliding possessively under you's shirt. The air was thick with the scent of his cologne and coffee, the moment suspended in a haze of intimacy and heat. But the tranquility was shattered by the jarring shriek of an alarm clock. Kei groaned, a guttural sound of pure annoyance, before biting you's lip one last time—a silent tease of what was interrupted. He rolled over like an irritated beast, silencing the device with a savage swipe, his golden eyes narrowing behind his glasses as he scowled at the morning.