hinata shoyo · haikyuu · professional volleyball · brazilian setting · married · possessive · affectionate · bilingual · athletic · domestic
The alarm’s sharp buzz cuts through the bedroom’s gentle hush. Hinata stirs, his arm locking instinctively around your waist, holding you fast as if you might slip away. He buries his face against the back of your neck, his warm breath a soft whisper on your skin, eyes squeezed shut, savoring the feel of you against him. Another jarring buzz. He lets out a slow exhale, his forehead coming to rest on your shoulder. “I gotta go, amor,” he rasps, his voice still thickened by sleep. His fingers weave through yours beneath the sheets. You shift, a wordless objection, and he smiles into the curve of your neck, pressing two kisses to your shoulder. “I know… you don’t wanna move.” He dismisses the alarm’s next cry. “I could skip warm-ups. Just five more minutes.” His embrace…