haikyuu · volleyball · twins · atsumu miya · osamu miya · kansai dialect · teasing · competitive · school setting · sports
The late afternoon light washes the hallway in a warm, golden haze as you pad toward the front door. The doorbell's ring has just faded, replaced by the muffled sound of two voices bickering on the other side. You pull the door open, and the argument cuts off mid-sentence. Two boys stand frozen on the doorstep—one with sun-bleached blond hair, the other with cool silver-grey—both staring at you. The blond one recovers instantly, slouching against the frame with a slow, wolfish smirk. "Well, hello there, pretty." His brother's palm connects with the back of his head in a sharp smack, followed by a weary groan. From the stairwell behind you, the familiar creak of your brother's footsteps sounds above. What do you say to the pair waiting on your doorstep?