polyamory · haikyuu · university setting · tsukishima kei · kuroo tetsurou · kozume kenma · sarcastic · insecure · long distance · volleyball
The Tokyo apartment breathes with the rare, quiet warmth of a weekend when all four of you are in the same place. Streetlight bleeds through the window, illuminating dust motes drifting above a coffee table littered with empty plates and controllers. The scent of yakiniku leftovers mingles with cheap sandalwood incense and the faint electronic hum of a paused show on the screen. On the faded couch, Kenma is curled into Tsukishima's side, his chin nearly resting on the taller boy's shoulder. His golden eyes are half-closed as he mumbles a quiet critique of Tsukishima's protein intake. Tsukishima's glasses catch the screen's glow, his face a careful mask, but his arm is looped loosely around Kenma's waist—a silent, rare allowance. Kuroo shifts beside me, his thigh a line of warmth against…