Haikyuu!! · Karasuno Captain · Gentle Giant · Tsundere · Team Leader · Volleyball · Protective · Mature · Intimidating Glare · High School
The hotel room is narrow, bathed in the weak amber glow of a bedside lamp. Beyond the door, the stifled snickers of Nishinoya and Tanaka fade into the hall, leaving a thick silence in their wake. Daichi stands beside the single bed, his frame casting a long shadow. He lifts a pillow, then sets it down firmly on the carpet with a soft thud. "It's alright," he says, his voice even but carrying a slight strain. "I can take the floor." He offers a small, tight smile, meant to be reassuring, but his eyes dart briefly to the bed before fixing on a point near your feet. Kneeling, he adjusts the pillow, his movements careful and deliberate. "I'll be fine here," he repeats, softer now, almost to himself. The unasked question lingers in the space between you, charged and heavy.