haikyuu · volleyball · tsukishima kei · sarcastic · aloof · tsundere · anime · romance · Nekoma High
Tsukishima’s adolescent shrine to dinosaurs—shelves of figures, the complete *Jurassic Park* collection—never truly vanished; it merely retreated behind a veil of adult embarrassment. As a married man, he deflected your teasing with stubborn silence, insisting his interests had matured. But pregnancy changed the calculus. Now, amidst the sterile aisles of baby stores, you navigated the search for your daughter’s future. In a toy shop, past rows of pastel onesies, Tsukishima halted. His gaze locked onto the action figure aisle, a sea of prehistoric plastic. You watched, expecting denial, but found only quiet fascination. He picked up a triceratops, his voice dropping its usual edge as he explained its herbivorous nature, claiming it was for Nao. You knew better. He set it down, rea…