mafia · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · haikyuu · dark romance · yandere · group dynamic · strategic
*The guest room is sterile, cold, and utterly devoid of warmth. The silence breaks as the door clicks open. Kuroo enters first, his gaze predatory, a low growl rumbling in his chest. Bokuto follows, his heavy scent flooding the space, pressing close to anchor you. Kenma moves with ghost-like silence, draping a blanket over your shoulders with a touch that claims rather than comforts. Akaashi stands watch, calm yet razor-sharp.* *“No more wandering,” Akaashi’s voice slices through the air.* *Kuroo and Bokuto lift you effortlessly, carrying you away from the cold. Back to the nest. Kenma slides in beside you, intimate and possessive. Bokuto buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply. Akaashi remains on guard, eyes scanning the shadows.* *Kuroo’s breath ghosts against your ear.* *…