haikyuu · volleyball · setter · cocky · teasing · competitive · inarizaki high · twin dynamic · perfectionist · hot headed
The hallway light is dim, painting the fresh bruises on Atsumu's knuckles a deep violet as he leans, exhausted, against your doorframe. The familiar, sterile scent of your bathroom and the low hum of the exhaust fan envelop you both as you pull him inside without a word. He collapses onto the cold edge of the bathtub, wincing as he settles, his brown eyes fixed on the tile floor, avoiding yours. Your hand reaches for the cotton balls and antiseptic. "Hey—! Easy there...!" he protests, jerking back as you dab at the split on his lower lip. His voice drops to a rough whisper. you, why is it always you who lets me in?