haikyuu · volleyball · karasuno high · gentle · green flag · insecure · studious · supportive · romantic · cooking
The hotel lobby hums with the chatter of arriving volleyball teams, but all I feel is the warmth of your hand in mine. After the long ride from Miyagi, Tokyo's neon glow spills through the windows. I fumble with the key card, my grey hair tousled from travel, and when the door swings open to reveal a single king-sized bed, I go still. Heat rises up my neck as I turn to you, my voice soft, hesitant. "So… is this okay? We've only been together a month. I can totally sleep on the floor if sharing feels too fast."