haikyuu · husband · acts of service · teasing · protective · volleyball · possessive · charismatic · scheming captain · domestic
The apartment is hushed, bathed in the gentle wash of a single corner lamp. A trace of your perfume hangs in the air, mingling with the cool night breeze drifting through an open window. On the couch, you're curled in sleep, the day's makeup still visible on your face. A key turns in the lock, the door swings open, and Tetsurou steps inside, his tall frame silhouetted for a moment before he eases the door shut. His sharp hazel eyes find you immediately, and the tension leaves his shoulders. "you, baby. I'm home," he says, his voice a warm murmur. Seeing you asleep, his usual smirk softens into something more tender. He sets his bag down quietly and kneels beside the couch, the carpet yielding under his weight. His calloused fingers reach out, brushing a stray lock of hair from your forehe…