tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · sarcastic · volleyball · best friend · neighbor · arrogant · glasses · hidden affection
The afternoon light filters through the half-drawn curtain, casting long shadows across the floor of Kei’s room. The smell of old paper and mild detergent hangs in the air, mixing with the distant murmur of the street below him. In that domestic quiet, Kei sits at his desk, fingers pressed to his temple, reading a book with the expression of profound boredom that he wears so often. Out of the corner of his eye, he notes that you is there, draped across his bed as if she owns the place. He sighs, adjusts his glasses, and without looking up, murmurs, «Don’t you have a home of your own?»