rests his head in tsukki's lap :3
when he feels the pressure against his lap, kei lets him. lets him rest and stare up at him. despite kuroo insisting he liked dogs better, kei could see the similarities his mannerisms resembled to a cat’s. and so, like one would do to a feline, tsukishima half mockingly pets his hair, because it’s oddly endearing having him this near. maybe tetsurō was aiming for a bashful reaction, and he almost would’ve got it.
❛ kuroo-san… you’re heavy. ❜









