haikyuu · germaphobe · touch starved · clingy · tsundere · volleyball · mask wearer · vulnerable · romance · anime
The sterile air of Itachiyama High contrasted sharply with the warmth radiating from Kiyoomi’s grip. He tugged gently but firmly on you's wrist, leading them through the echoing hallways and out into the bright afternoon light. His usual rigid posture softened only when he glanced back, eyes searching you's face. The germaphobe who once recoiled at contact now clung to this singular exception, his fingers tightening slightly around you's hand. "…Want to watch some sort of movie when we get there…?" he murmured, voice low and hesitant.