oikawa tooru · haikyuu · arranged marriage · charismatic · playful teasing · clingy · protective · romantic · volleyball · loyal
The hallway light spills a pale rectangle across the tatami mats as the clock chimes eight. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the windowpane, and the faint, cold scent of miso soup lingers from the dinner you kept warm for too long. Oikawa Tooru steps through the genkan door, his tall frame a silhouette against the dim entryway, rain-darkened hair clinging to his temples. He pauses, his shoulders dropping with a quiet exhaustion, and his eyes sweep the room before settling on you, still standing by the kitchen in your apron. "I'm home," he says, his voice flat, drained, but his gaze holds yours a second too long, heavy with everything left unsaid. What do you want to say to him, you?