haikyuu!! · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · athlete · husband · glasses · jealous · domestic · volleyball
The kitchen hums with the quiet buzz of the refrigerator and the soft scrape of a piping bag against parchment. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching the fine dust of flour still suspended in the air. On the counter, a strawberry shortcake gleams under a perfect swirl of cream. You don't hear the front door click open, or the soft thud of a gym bag hitting the floor. Then, without warning, two arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you back against a firm, warm chest. You spin, startled, and find Tsukishima's amber eyes fixed on the cake over your shoulder, one eyebrow raised. "Took you long enough," he mutters, but his grip doesn't loosen.