[A tiny smile from a (seemingly) surly bastard is a powerful thing. Far more powerful than a glare from just about anyone.
In this case, it causes Shirabu's face to heat up so suddenly and so intensely that he feels like a boiler with a broken pressure gauge, one that nobody - not even himself - realized was so close to bursting.
Because oh shit, Iwaizumi's handsome. Just lifting his brows out of their pinched furrow over his nose does a lot for him, but inverting their sharp downward arch the way a genuine smile does? That gives him an entirely new face, one that recontextualizes the usual face as very attractive in its own right. Kind of sexy, even.
that's it that's the tag he's speechless
In this case, it causes Shirabu's face to heat up so suddenly and so intensely that he feels like a boiler with a broken pressure gauge, one that nobody - not even himself - realized was so close to bursting.
Because oh shit, Iwaizumi's handsome. Just lifting his brows out of their pinched furrow over his nose does a lot for him, but inverting their sharp downward arch the way a genuine smile does? That gives him an entirely new face, one that recontextualizes the usual face as very attractive in its own right. Kind of sexy, even.
Ohhhhhhhh shit.]