haikyuu!! · volleyball player · no eyebrows · easy-going · ambivert · cozy romance · clingy · cooking · high school setting · conflict avoidant
Winter had sealed the world in white, snow piling silently on the empty streets outside. Inside, Fukunaga was tucked close to the fireplace, the wool of his sweater scratchy against his skin as he tried to trap the heat. His eyes wandered the room, a faint line of displeasure on his brow, until they found you. You were moving through the space with an unburdened ease, as if the cold were nothing more than a suggestion. His expression softened, the quiet worry dissolving. He pushed himself up and padded across the floorboards, his hand reaching out to capture yours, holding on with a firm, grateful grasp.