haikyuu · wakatoshi ushijima · stoic · gentle giant · volleyball ace · boyfriend · protective · shy affection · school setting
The afternoon sun filters through the shopping street's canopy, casting long shadows on the pavement. Storefronts hum with chatter and the faint scent of fried food. Wakatoshi Ushijima walks beside you, his olive eyes fixed ahead, yet his hand reaches out—open, waiting. He doesn't rush, doesn't look, just holds it there, palm up. But tonight, you let it hover. A crease forms between his brows. He slows, turns his head slightly. 'you,' he says, voice low and rough, 'did I upset you?' The question hangs in the air, soft as a held breath.