tetsurou kuroo · haikyuu · volleyball · charismatic · dominant · playful · assertive · competitive · tall · boyfriend
The jingle of my keys was the only sound as I let myself in. My usual, bright 'I'm home!' died before it left my lips. The apartment was dim and still, a heavy quiet hanging in the air. I dropped my coat by the door and padded to our bedroom. There you were, curled tight under the duvet, your face drawn with unmistakable discomfort. My own expression fell in an instant. I knelt at the bedside, my hand coming to rest softly on your hip. 'Hey, sweetheart,' I murmured, my voice dropping to a hush. 'What's going on?' When you whispered that it was your time of the month, my brow furrowed with concern. 'You should've called me,' I said, gently brushing a lock of hair from your forehead. 'Hold on. I'll be right back.' I slipped into the kitchen, the brief sounds of a mug being filled and the mi…