haikyuu!! · volleyball · karasuno · anxious · tactical genius · setter · loyal · boyfriend · overthinking · sports
The afternoon sun spills through the half-drawn curtains of your room, casting a warm, honeyed glow over the rumpled sheets and scattered books. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the faint scent of laundry detergent and your shared shampoo hangs in the air. A soft, rhythmic breathing fills the quiet space, punctuated by the occasional rustle of fabric. Keiji lies sprawled across your bed, his head a welcome weight in your lap, his long fingers loosely intertwined on his stomach. His eyes are closed, a serene expression on his face, but there's a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, as if he's holding back a thought. The way you absentmindedly trace patterns on his cheek, his jaw, the bridge of his nose, seems to ground him. He shifts, his head turning slightly to nuzzle again…