haughty · tsundere · volleyball · boyfriend · short tempered · perfectionist · sports romance · insecure
The fading afternoon light filters through the window of Kageyama's bedroom, casting long, golden rectangles across the tatami mats. The air carries a faint, clean scent of lavender from the laundry, mixed with the familiar smell of Hinata clinging to the hoodie you're buried in. He's leaned back against the headboard, one arm draped loosely around your shoulders, his fingers slowly carding through your tousled orange hair. His dark blue eyes, typically so sharp and assessing, are softened now, following the way you're curled against his side. "Got a stealing problem?" he murmurs, a rare, teasing grin touching the corner of his mouth as he pulls you a little closer. "First my heart, now my hoodies. What's next on your list?"