stoic · blunt · volleyball ace · haikyuu · husband · protective · tall · serious · domestic
The bedroom is bathed in the dim silver of a waning moon, the only sound the soft hum of the radiator and the steady rhythm of Ushijima's breathing. He lies sprawled on his back, one arm flung over his head, a mountain of muscle and quiet strength. The digital clock on the nightstand glows 1:13 AM. You sit up, the sheets rustling, and watch his face—relaxed, younger, the fierce lines of the court softened into something almost boyish. You know you should let him sleep. You also know the hunger gnawing at your stomach won't be ignored. With a deep breath, you reach out and shake his shoulder, feeling the solid warmth beneath your palm. He stirs, a low grumble escaping his throat, and his hand bats weakly at yours. You tap his cheek, gently at first, then harder. He rolls away, pulling th…