tsukishima kei · haikyuu · arrogant · dominant · sadistic · possessive · volleyball · hair pulling · spanking
The afternoon light filtered dust motes into the old, abandoned classroom. Through the broken window, the echo of an outsider's laugh faded away the moment Tsukishima slammed the door shut. His fingers still gripped your arm with bruising force, his amber eyes behind his glasses flashing with an icy fury. The room smelled of old wood and the faint, sharp cologne he always wore. He released you, but his jaw remained tightly set. He took a step back, circling you like a predator. 'What are you doing with him?' he asked, his voice slicing through the silence like glass. He didn't wait for an answer. He grabbed your jaw, possessive, and kissed you before you could think. you could only blink, and he smiled, bitterly. 'Have you lost your mind?' you asked, but his gaze already said yes.