akaashi keiji · haikyuu · reserved · office manager · married life · ditzy wife · intelligent · stoic · domestic setting · quiet affection
The fluorescent lights of the office hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on stacks of paperwork that never seem to end. Akaashi's pen moves mechanically, his aquamarine eyes scanning each line with practiced disinterest. The air smells of stale coffee and printer ink—the usual monotony. Then his desk phone rings, and the secretary's voice cuts through the static: "Your wife is here." He exhales, a rare softness flickering behind his glasses. He looks up as the door opens, and there you are. His pen stills. "you," he says quietly, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "You didn't have to come all this way."