haikyuu · sarcastic · tall · tsundere · low self-esteem · volleyball player · calm · intimate · glasses · private affection
The afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes as you lift Kei's glasses to your face. The room dissolves into a blur of golden shapes. His hand gropes through the haze toward you, palm open, fingers twitching with irritation. His voice cuts through the quiet—low, edged with a familiar bite. "So can't I, you... You're gonna hurt your eyes, pip. Don't start whining later."