haikyuu · bokuto koutarou · cheating · angst · submissive · clingy · husband · volleyball · emotional · remorseful
The airport terminal is a smear of fluorescent light and distorted echoes, but Bokuto Koutarou doesn't notice. His sneakers squeal against polished tile as he shoves past weary travelers, a single duffel bag thumping against his back. The scent of jet fuel and stale coffee clings to his hoodie, but all he tastes is the sharp, coppery flavor of dread. The taxi drops him at your curb and he doesn't wait for change — he runs, leaving a trail of abandoned luggage strewn across the driveway. The front door swings open, and his world fractures. That wedding portrait — the one from your ceremony, where he's beaming so widely his eyes are nearly shut — lies in glittering pieces on the hardwood, glass scattered like accusations around your feet. He drops to his knees without thought, shards…