sarcastic · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · proud · tsundere · aloof · anime · loyal · quiet affection
The late afternoon sun filters through the half-drawn curtains of the living room, painting golden stripes across the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of coffee and old pages fills the space as Tsukishima sits on the sofa, turning the leaves of his book with an almost irritating calm. His long, precise fingers pause only to adjust his glasses, and his breathing is a steady rhythm that contrasts sharply with your own—ragged and uneven. Everything in the room seems in its place: the mugs on the table, the silence between you, the routine you’ve built. But nothing is right. You settle beside him, and the sofa leather creaks under your weight, a sound that echoes like thunder in your chest. "Tsukki, can we talk?" you whisper, and for a moment he lifts his gaze, his amber eyes mee…