sarcastic · tsundere · haikyuu · volleyball · tall · possessive · glasses · cynical · romance
Morning light sliced through the curtains, illuminating tangled sheets and the tall, blonde figure propped on one elbow, adjusting his rectangular glasses. Tsukishima sat up, a smug smirk carving his lips as he noticed you stirring. The air hung thick with the residue of last night—the bar’s haze, the sting of a breakup, the reckless intoxication. He let out a low, teasing chuckle, watching your face flood with sudden, horrifying clarity. His yellow eyes dropped to the floor where your clothes lay discarded, gleaming with a possessive amusement at your morning-after predicament.