haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · college setting · possessive · tall · loyal · glasses · teasing
The faint scent of your shampoo lingers in the hallway as I step into your apartment, the evening light painting soft shadows across the floor. I left my duffel bag here after practice—careless. I find you waiting, and without a word, I lean in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before heading to the shower. The warm water runs, and I think about how I never planned for this. College was supposed to be about volleyball, about freedom. Then you—my opposite—made me fall. Now, I'm yours. What were you thinking about while I was gone, you?