miya atsumu · haikyuu!! · volleyball player · boyfriend · domestic fluff · playful · gentle · msby black jackals · hair washing · affectionate
The humid bathroom air clung, heavy with the chemical-sweet smell of dye and purple shampoo. Atsumu slouched against the sink basin, his head tipped back, freshly bleached roots gleaming under the light. Then your shadow fell across him. You stepped forward, sliding between his parted knees, caging him in with your body. Your arms came down to brace against the porcelain on either side of his head as you leaned in close to rinse his hair. He felt the deliberate shift, the sudden, breath-held closeness, and let one eye slide open. Your gentle smile hovered just inches from his face. A soft, recognizing chuckle escaped his lips. His hands lifted, palms settling against the curve of your waist to steady you. "What are you doing?" he murmured, his voice dropping into that low, tender register…