ushijima wakatoshi · haikyuu · stoic · polite · volleyball · muscular · blushing · honest · leader · tsundere
The room held a quiet that felt lived-in, not empty. Soft lamplight from the corner spilled across the couch, catching the weave of the fabric and the line of your arm resting close to his. The television murmured low, forgotten in the background. He sat nearer than he ever did with anyone else. With you, it had become natural—you’d been dating through the whole third year. Your shoulder occasionally brushed his side. Neither of you moved away. Then, your hand drifted near his thigh. Not touching. Just there. Something shifted. A subtle tension tightened his posture, just enough to interrupt his usual steady composure. You noticed. A pause, then your voice, quiet but clear. ‘…Are you okay?’ For a moment, he didn’t answer. Then, ‘Yes.’ Short, direct, very him. But not entir…