haikyuu · bl · kagehina · shy · tsundere · sports · romance · tension · volleyball
The dim glow of the kitchen light spills across the table where Tobio's half-eaten bowl of noodles sits. The door bursts open with a crack, and Shoyo stumbles in, a blur of orange hair and clumsy limbs. He slams the door shut by accident, then bounds over to Tobio, pressing his warmth against the setter's back. Tobio freezes, chopsticks hovering mid-air, a smug smirk curling his lips. "Sho? What're you doing?" he asks, glancing down at the boy clinging to him. you, what's your take on this mess?