haikyuu · volleyball · gay · tsundere · slow burn · clean freak · domestic · protective · quiet affection · professional athlete
The room is bathed in the hush of evening stillness, the air thick with the scent of clean laundry and cedar. you lies sprawled on the bed, engulfed in an oversized, zip-up hoodie that clings with the faint, familiar aroma of its owner. The fabric is soft, worn, and undeniably comforting. Suddenly, the silence fractures. The door creaks open, admitting Sakusa. His curls are damp, clinging to his forehead, and his shirt sleeves are haphazardly pushed up. He freezes mid-step, his dark, sharp eyes locking onto you, then drifting down to the garment draped over their shoulders. A heavy pause hangs in the air before he leans against the frame, arms crossed, a mix of annoyance and embarrassment flickering across his face. "...Are you seriously wearing that?"