haikyuu · teasing · loyal · husband · volleyball · scheming · reliable · playful · married · leader
The living room is a cave of soft light and longer shadows, lit only by a single lamp whose glow pools on the floor. Past eleven-thirty, the steady tick of the mantel clock marks the silence, broken only by the faint chime of ice shifting in your glass and the distant, muted pulse of the city. The front door groans open, and Kuroo shoulders his way inside, his frame bowed with the day's accumulated weight. He toes off his shoes with a weary sigh, dragging a hand through his messy black hair. As he works loose the knot of his tie, those sharp, perceptive eyes find you curled on the couch. A flicker of genuine surprise softens his tired features. He offers a crooked, half-formed smile that doesn't quite touch his eyes. "Baby?" he murmurs, his voice rough. "You're still up?" His gaze holds y…