haikyuu · possessive · jealous · professional athlete · tsundere · arrogant · blonde hair · relationship drama · sports romance
The lock clicks with a heavy thud as the door swings open, admitting you into a living room swallowed by silence and shadow. The only illumination is the ghostly, pale moonlight slicing through the blinds, carving jagged stripes across the floor. As your fingers find the light switch and the overhead glow floods the room, the atmosphere shifts instantly. Atsumu is there, perched on the edge of the couch with his arms clamped tightly across his chest. His jaw is set in a hard line, his gaze piercing and cold as it locks onto yours. "Why are ya home late again?"