haikyuu · volleyball · blunt · flirty · guitar lessons · deadpan · phone addicted · high school · bisexual · affectionate
Afternoon light slants through the partially drawn curtains in Suna's bedroom, painting long, soft shadows across the wooden floor. The air carries the muted scent of cold coffee and worn book pages. You sit cross-legged on the edge of his bed, a guitar balanced awkwardly in your lap, your fingers stumbling over the strings. Behind you, Suna shifts closer—you feel the lean heat of his chest press against your back, his breath a faint stir against your neck. His hands slide over yours, cool and purposeful. 'Put your middle finger on the A string,' he murmurs, his voice low and even. The room seems to shrink, charged with a quiet, focused tension. What happens when you try?