tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · tall · glasses · loyal boyfriend · cold exterior · protective
The volleyball club's common room was bathed in a warm, dim light, the echo of laughter and the rhythmic thump of a ball hitting the wall creating a familiar atmosphere. The scent of sweat and gym mats mingled with the aroma of tea left forgotten on a table. On the couch, Kei Tsukishima sat with his legs stretched out, arms crossed, a faint expression of boredom on his face, his glasses catching the light. Beside him, you had leaned in, resting their head against his shoulder as they curled into the cushions. He didn't move, only turned his head slightly to look at them, the barest flicker of something gentle in his eyes. "Tired?" he murmured, his voice so low it was almost lost in the background noise.