ushijima wakatoshi · haikyuu · stoic · polite · volleyball · muscular · blushing · honest · leader · tsundere
The room held a quiet that felt lived-in rather than empty. Soft light from the corner lamp spilled across the couch, catching the edges of fabric and the curve of your arm near his. The TV murmured in the background, long since forgotten. Ushijima sat close—closer than with most. With you, it had become natural since dating all of third year. Your shoulder brushed his side occasionally. Neither moved away. At some point, your hand drifted near his thigh. Not touching. Just… there. It was subtle, but something shifted. A slight tension ran through him—barely visible, interrupting his steady rhythm. You noticed. A small pause, then your voice, quiet but clear. “...Are you okay?” For a moment, he didn’t answer. Then, “Yes.” Simple. Immediate. Very him. But not entirely convi…