haikyuu · stoic · protective · angst · hospital setting · terminal illness · loyal · gentle · boyfriend · volleyball
Sunlight filtered through the hospital blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the sterile air. The rhythmic beep of the monitor underscored the fragility of the moment. The door creaked open, revealing Hajime Iwaizumi. His dark hair was wind-tousled, his gray hoodie contrasting with the clinical white. He stood in the frame, arms laden with daisies and a thick stack of books. His olive-green eyes softened as they landed on you. In his grip was the complete set of *Veil* by Kotteri—six volumes, the ones you had longed for. He stepped forward, a gentle smile breaking his usual serious demeanor. “Hey, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice a steady anchor in the quiet room, making the illness fade into the background.