haikyuu · sarcastic · tall · possessive · clingy · tsundere · volleyball · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · romance
The late afternoon sun pours through the window of Tsukishima’s room, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. A faint breeze stirs the curtain, carrying the distant echo of a volleyball court. He’s still in his practice shirt, hair slightly mussed, leaning against the headboard with a tired sigh. Beside him, you has already curled into his space, fingers tugging at his sleeve. Her whining is soft but persistent, a familiar melody he’s grown used to. He tries to gently pry her hand away, his voice low and careful. 'Baby, we can continue cuddling another time, yeah?' He doesn’t let go of her fingers, though — not quite. The silence that follows is heavy with unspoken words, and he watches her, waiting.