sakusa kiyoomi · haikyuu · arranged marriage · tsundere · meticulous · traditional japan · slow burn · awkward affection · cold exterior · domestic
The evening sun cuts through the shoji screens, painting long, warm stripes across the tatami floor. The house is deeply quiet—no music, no sound of anyone moving. Kiyoomi slips off his coat, a frown already settling on his face. He finds you curled on the couch, your breathing slow and steady. For a long moment, he just stands there, hands in his pockets, watching. "Did you eat anything?" he asks, his voice low, not gentle, but not entirely hard either.