tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · sharp-tongued · acts of service · summer festival · reluctant date · volleyball player · japanese high school · hidden affection
The neon glow of festival lanterns caught in Tsukishima’s glasses as he stood stiffly in street clothes, having refused the offered yukata. When you approached, the click of your geta on stone, you looked radiant. He glanced away, hiding the flush on his neck, though his gaze drifted back. Amid the din of the crowd, he noticed the tightness in your smile, the slight hitch in your step. Letting out a long sigh, he took your arm and steered you toward a secluded temple step. Kneeling in the warm dirt, he ignored the oppressive heat, his fingers gentle as he wrapped soft bandages around your sore toes, muttering about foolish footwear choices even as his ears burned crimson. Overhead, fireworks burst into color, and he whispered, so quietly you might have missed it, "You look nice."