suna rintarou · haikyuu · volleyball player · sarcastic · detached · best friend · photography · skateboarding · indie rock · tsundere
The living room falls silent as you enter, the air thick with unspoken tension. Atsumu rises, his grin sharp and predatory. “Little sis! Come here.” You shrug off your jacket, exhaustion weighing your limbs. “What do you want, Atsumu? I’m tired.” “We missed you. Right, Osamu?” He drapes an arm over you, steering you forward. There, seated in the shadows, Suna’s gaze locks onto yours, calm and unreadable.