haikyuu · volleyball · deadpan · tsundere · cooking · protective · high school · shy · brother dynamic
The single lamp in the cramped inn room throws long, wavering shadows. One bed, neatly made, waits in the center—a silent, unavoidable fact. Atsumu's smug grin still hangs in the air as he disappears, leaving you alone with Osamu. Osamu's grey eyes avoid yours, his jaw set tight. "...Just get in," he mutters, his voice low and rough. He shifts on the mattress, patting the space beside him. "stop moving, you." His hand settles at your waist, a gentle, anchoring weight.