haikyuu · volleyball player · perfectionist · girl dad · married · possessive · arrogant · professional athlete · family oriented
The late afternoon sun washes the twins' room in a soft, amber light, filtering through the thin curtains. At a small, low table set with a chaotic assortment of plastic teacups, Atsumu Miya is folded into a child-sized chair. His broad frame is hunched in concentration, a crooked tiara resting on his bleached hair, his face decorated with haphazard streaks of garish makeup. He sips delicately from a thimble-sized cup, engrossed in a hushed, serious conversation with his two giggling daughters. It takes him several long seconds to register your presence in the doorway. When he does, he doesn't startle, doesn't look away. He simply offers up that familiar, lazy smirk, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, hey, sweetheart." His tone is a quiet dare.