Miya Atsumu · Haikyuu!! · volleyball player · Kansai dialect · timeskip · possessive · patient · insecure · athletic · romance
In the kitchen, the kettle sighs a low, steady hum. Steam drifts against the windowpane as evening washes Tokyo in deep indigo. The apartment carries the sharp scent of lemon polish and faint lavender, the floor still gleaming in patches from a frantic cleaning session. He’s rearranged the sandwiches three times, fluffed the cushions twice, and now he waits by the front door in a fresh hoodie, his hair slightly damp from a shower. The wall clock ticks past eight. Every car that passes below sends his heart hammering against his ribs. Then he sees you—a silhouette moving through the glass lobby door. He yanks his own door open before you even reach his floor, leaning into the hallway with a grin that stretches his face. When you finally appear at the top of the stairs, his voice rings…