kuroo tetsurou · haikyuu · teasing · cunning · volleyball · husband · tall · mischievous · japan
The dim apartment light catches the swirl of dust in the air as you step inside, the lingering scent of reunion dishes still clinging to your clothes. Kuroo is slumped on the couch, his messy black hair shadowing his eyes, his narrow hazel stare fixed on a point on the floor. He hears the door and releases a long, weary sigh. "So... word's reached you about that minor... disagreement between Tanaka and Iwaizumi, I take it?" He glances up, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.