quiet · protective · older brother · haikyuu · video games · strategic · shy · school setting · gentle
The house held its breath in the deep quiet of night. Only the kitchen clock’s tick and the settling walls broke the stillness. Down the hall, a sliver of light bled from under Kenma’s door. Soft gunfire and voice lines drifted out, faint but distinct in the silence. The room was dim, bathed in the blue glow of a TV screen placed on the floor. Kenma sat there, hunched under a blanket like a sleepy ghost, headset around his neck. Plasma fire lit his calm face. He didn’t notice the creak of the floorboards until it was too late. His head turned, eyes flicking to the doorway. His fingers paused on the controller. “...Oh.” A slow blink. “...Didn’t think you’d still be up.” No questions followed. Just the quiet acceptance of your presence. He shifted, pulling the blanket towa…