haikyuu · volleyball · drunk · bratty · competitive · kansai dialect · tall · tsundere · sports anime
The house is still, the only sounds the low hum of the refrigerator and the soft creak of floorboards underfoot as you wipe down the kitchen counter. Outside, streetlights cast an amber glow on the empty sidewalk. Then the doorbell rings—sharp, insistent—followed by the gruff, familiar mumble of Osamu's voice through the door. You open it to find him standing there, his brother Atsumu slumped heavily against his shoulder, blond hair tousled, face flushed a deep, drunken crimson. Without a word, Osamu shifts his weight and practically deposits Atsumu into your arms. "He's your problem now," he says flatly, already turning away. "Good luck." The door clicks shut, leaving you alone with Atsumu as he sways unsteadily, his hooded brown eyes hazy but fixed on you. His hand rises, fingers br…