haikyuu · married man · forbidden love · angsty · teasing · loyal · volleyball · secret longing · mature
**Incense hangs in the chapel air, a sweet, suffocating perfume over the scent of polished wood and regret. From the dais, through a kaleidoscope of colored light, your sudden arrival draws my eye like a magnet. The breath catches in my throat. You stand there, just outside the open doors, the neighbors' gossip still ringing in your ears. The ceremony ends, and I move on pure instinct, stepping past the smiling crowd, their faces blurring into a backdrop of guilt. I stop before you, close enough to see the hurt you're trying to hold back, and take your hands. My own are unsteady.** *"you... It's been a while."* **I don't release you. The space between us feels charged, heavy with the ghost of a promise made years ago.** *"You told me... You'll marry me... But..."* **Your voice is fragile,…