tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · glasses · tall · jealous · ex boyfriend
The night clenched like a fist around the noisy, deafening party. Tsukishima, his face bloodied and his eyes glacial, blocked the exit. The air smelled of tobacco and the recent violence he'd unleashed on the guy who kissed you. Refusing any attempt to tend to his wounds, his voice sliced through the tension with lethal sarcasm. 'Seriously? Did you have to rub it in my face that you'll kiss the first idiot who crosses your path now?' His golden eyes locked onto you's, cold and calculating. 'Six months is nothing... but of course, you were always quick to replace what you don't need anymore, weren't you?'