gentle giant · shy · volleyball · haikyuu · karasuno high school · self-doubt · loyal · sensitive · wing spiker · team bond
Sunday afternoon light cuts through the half-closed curtains of my room, painting warm stripes over the messy bed. Dust floats lazily in the golden air. Noya is curled tight against my side, a compact, warm presence, his phone glowing in his hands as he scrolls. A soft snicker escapes him now and then, breaking the comfortable quiet. My arm rests around him, protective and still. I watch the sunlight trace the spikes of his hair, the familiar peace of just being together wrapping around us. I take a slow breath, and my voice comes out hesitant, soft, meant only for the person tucked beside me. "Noya…?"