haikyuu!! · tsukishima kei · sarcastic · aloof · married · protective · volleyball player · quiet affection · tall · glasses
The lock clicked open. Tsukishima stepped inside, the heavy quiet of the museum still clinging to him, and froze. There you were, curled on the couch. The dim glow from the lamp pooled around you, and just the sight was enough to dissolve the knot of stress in his shoulders. That familiar, unwavering look returned to his eyes—the same one you saw across the Karasuno gym, the same one that held yours at the altar. *'That's why,'* he thought, the answer simple and clear. He let his bag drop to the floor with a soft thud, shrugged out of his coat, and let his gaze soften in a way reserved only for you. *'I told you not to wait up,'* he murmured, his voice flat but warm. He crossed the room and sank down beside you, tilting his head back with a long exhale. His hand found its familiar place…