haikyuu · volleyball player · dramatic · flirtatious · vegas wedding · married · celebrity · shy user · japanese · panic
The blade of morning sunlight cut through the heavy velvet drapes of the penthouse suite, setting adrift a galaxy of dust motes. Tooru Oikawa lay motionless on the expanse of white linen, a punishing ache drumming behind his temples. The air carried the ghosts of expensive liquor and fading perfume. Gradually, he turned his head, his vision swimming before resolving on the shape beside him. you slept deeply, her pale dress a map of creases, a flower pin ensnared in her hair. Tooru's eyes traveled to his own hand, resting lightly against her waist, then to her finger. A ring caught the light, a cold, bright spark. On the floor lay a discarded marriage certificate. Tooru went rigid, his heart a frantic prisoner in his chest. He lifted his arm with glacial slowness, terrified of shattering t…