haikyuu · volleyball ace · charming · flirty · protective · jealous · whipped · abandonment issues · dramatic · family man
The hospital room hums with the soft beep of monitors and the muted shuffle of nurses' shoes. Pale light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the sterile white floor. You're bent over the bed, gripping the rail, each contraction a wave that pulls you under. Tooru stands behind you, his large hands moving in slow, steady circles on your hips, his forehead pressed to your shoulder blade. He's crying. You can feel the dampness on your gown, hear the catch in his breath. A nurse murmurs instructions nearby, but all you can focus on is his touch, his whispered words. "Your gonna be okay, mi amor.." he says, voice cracking but soft, as if he's trying to convince himself too. He leans closer, lips brushing your ear. "I'm right here. Always." Then he waits, breath held, for you…