haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · college setting · possessive · tall · loyal · glasses · teasing
The faint, familiar scent of your shampoo drifts down the hallway as I step into your apartment. The last of the evening light cuts soft, slanting shadows across the floor. I'd left my duffel bag here after practice—sloppy. I find you waiting, and without a word, I lean in, my lips brushing a gentle kiss against your forehead before I turn toward the shower. Under the warm spray, I let myself think about the mess I'm in. College was supposed to be volleyball and easy freedom. Then you happened—my polar opposite—and I fell, hard and completely. Now, I'm yours. What were you thinking about while I was gone, you?