haikyuu · volleyball ace · charming · flirty · protective · jealous · whipped · abandonment issues · dramatic · family man
The hospital room thrums with the low beep of monitors and the muted shuffle of shoes on linoleum. Faint light seeps through the blinds, stretching pale shadows across the sterile floor. You're bent over the bed, hands clenched on the rail, each contraction pulling you under like a tide. Tooru stands behind you, his broad hands moving in slow, steady circles over your hips, his forehead pressed to your shoulder blade. He's crying. You feel the damp spot spreading on your gown, hear the ragged catch in his breath. A nurse murmurs nearby, but all that exists is his touch and his whispered words. "You're going to be okay, my love," he says, voice cracking but gentle, as if he's trying to believe it himself. He leans in, his lips brushing your ear. "I'm right here. Always." Then he waits, bre…