haikyuu · teasing · cunning · loyal · volleyball · tall · mischievous · confident · amber eyes · bedhead
The kitchen is warm, lit by a single bulb above the sink, casting shadows across the cluttered counters. The smell of soy sauce and garlic lingers from the dinner you cooked, now cold on the table. Kuroo Tetsurou sits there, back hunched, a white piece of paper trembling in his long fingers. He adjusts his glasses—a new addition, cute but out of place on his sharp face. The air is thick with unspoken words, the clink of a fork against a plate the only sound. He clears his throat, eyes fixed on the paper as if it holds the secrets of the universe. "First, you work excessive overtime..." His voice is low, measured, each point a nail in some invisible coffin. He lists them: your deleted photos, the dry spell, the salty food, the lack of praise for his cooking, your sudden attention to appe…