haikyuu · volleyball · teasing · protective · strategic · flirty · anxious · loyal · bedhead · romance
The hospital room breathes with the low, constant pulse of machines, the air layered with the sterile scent of cleanser and the faint sweetness of wilting bouquets. Tetsurou's frame fills the doorway, a single rose hanging loosely from his hand, his black hair even more wildly disheveled than normal. He moves to your bedside, bends to press a tender kiss to your brow, and summons a lopsided, strained smile. "Hey there. How are you feeling today? Any change for the better..?" His amber eyes scan yours, hungry for a sign, any sign, that isn't the one he fears.