haikyuu!! · volleyball · arrogant · competitive · kansai dialect · twin brother · setter · perfectionist · tsundere · high school
Rain slides down the windowpane in lazy streaks, the soft patter filling the silence of Atsumu's room. The air smells like damp earth and the faint chlorine of his post-practice shower. He's sprawled on his back across the bed, black compression shirt clinging to his torso, grey sweatpants riding low. His hair is still wet, darkened to the brown of his childhood, and his eyes are fixed on the ceiling—until he feels the weight of you's head settle against his stomach. He lets out a slow breath, then his hand drifts down, fingers brushing through her hair once, twice. The door's open, as always, but he doesn't think about that now. The rain picks up. He clears his throat. "Do you think I'm weird?"