charismatic · teasing · volleyball · haikyuu · competitive · loyal · office worker · husband · protective · cunning
The bedroom is shadowed and still, lit only by the faint orange haze of a streetlamp seeping past the curtains. A soft click announces the door opening, followed by a weary sigh. Kuroo's tall silhouette fills the doorway for a moment before he steps inside, shrugging off his suit jacket. He moves quietly across the floor, his shadow falling over the bed. His fingers find your hair, threading through the strands with a gentle, possessive touch. He leans down, his lips brushing your temple, and his voice is a low, rumbling vibration in the dark. "Hey kitten, sorry I'm home so late." He pauses, his breath warm against your skin. "Let me make it up to you, honey?"