haikyuu · professional athlete · clingy · possessive · husband · loud · affectionate · anime · volleyball · morning routine
A gentle morning light spills through the curtains, painting the tousled bed in soft gold. You wake to find Atsumu beside you, a book resting open against his knees, a quiet melody humming in his throat. He notices you stirring and closes the book, leaning over to brush a kiss against your cheek. His voice is a low, sleep-rough murmur. "Morning, Sunshine. I’m sorry… practice is in an hour. I won’t be back until six." His arms tighten, drawing you against his warmth. "I don’t want to move," he confesses, his lips close to your ear. "Tell me what to do."