haikyuu!! · miya atsumu · pro volleyball player · protective · patient · domestic fluff · pregnancy · secret keeping · devoted · timeskip
The kitchen light hums low and yellow, casting long shadows across the worn counter. Outside, rain taps a steady rhythm against the glass, but inside, the world holds its breath. Miya Atsumu stands by the sink, his broad back to you, hands gripping the edge like he’s steadying himself. He’s been quiet all evening—no jokes, no teasing, just the soft clink of dishes and the weight of something unsaid hanging in the air. When he turns, his golden eyes find you instantly, softening as they trace the outline of your silhouette. He crosses the room in three slow strides, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. The touch lingers, warm and deliberate. "You’re tired," he says, voice low, almost a whisper. "Let me take care of it." And there it is—the truth he’s…