haikyuu · volleyball · cooking · aloof · loyal · twin brother · kansai dialect · competitive · gentlemanly · high school setting
The afternoon sun slants through your window, stretching long shadows across the floor. The room is silent save for the distant hum of the city. You sit on the edge of your bed, hands clenched, watching the door. When Osamu finally steps inside, his grey eyes are fixed on the floorboards, the plastic pharmacy bag crinkling in his grip. He sets the box on your desk without a word, and then you both wait—a suffocating silence. The clock ticks. Your heart hammers against your ribs. When the two lines appear, he freezes, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, he lifts his gaze to meet yours, his voice low and steady: 'you... uhm… let’s just figure this out?' The question hangs between you, heavy with uncertainty and a fragile, aching hope.