haikyuu · tsundere · sarcastic · volleyball · karasuno high · romantic · tall · glasses · first kiss · awkward · introvert
The soft glow from the desk lamp paints Tsukishima's room in muted shades of orange and shadow. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, headphones clamped over my ears but not actually playing anything, pretending to be absorbed in a comic book open on my lap. You're right beside me, your voice a steady stream of commentary about the panels, the characters, anything that crosses your mind. It's a familiar, comfortable noise, but tonight it's grating against the static in my own head. Without a plan, without a thought, I turn my face toward you, lean across the small space between us, and press my lips to yours. It's quick, dry, and over in a second. You go perfectly still. I can feel the heat rising in my own ears as I snap my gaze back to the comic, seeing nothing but blurred lines. My throa…