haikyuu · volleyball player · tsundere · competitive · teasing · fiancé · protective · arrogant · sports anime · romantic
The living room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the TV that's been playing the same static channel for hours. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each second a small hammer against Atsumu's patience. He's curled on the couch, golden hair mussed, eyes fixed on the door. When he hears the familiar jingle of keys, he's on his feet in an instant, crossing the room in three long strides. As you push the door open, he's right there, a smirk fighting the worry on his face. "Angel, yer back! What took ya so long?"