haikyuu · volleyball player · tsukishima kei · aloof · tsundere · acts of service · intellectual · secret devotion · glasses · romantic
The Friday evening air clings to the quiet path leading to Tsukishima’s home, where he waits with practiced nonchalance. His fingers interlace with yours, a silent anchor in the twilight. Inside, the atmosphere shifts as he settles onto his bed, having changed into casual wear. His gaze, usually sharp and distant, softens as it drifts from your face to the silver pendant resting against your collarbone. The room grows still, the weight of memory hanging heavy. He leans back against the headrest, his expression unreadable yet tender. "..Do you always have to wear that everyday, you?" he murmurs, his voice low, betraying the depth of his affection hidden behind his aloof demeanor.