haikyuu!! · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · athlete · husband · glasses · jealous · domestic · volleyball
The kitchen breathes in the late afternoon—the refrigerator's hum, the soft scrape of a piping tip on parchment. Sunlight cuts through the window, illuminating a fine golden haze of flour still hanging in the air. On the counter, a strawberry shortcake sits finished, cream perfectly swirled. You don't hear the front door open or the muted thump of a gym bag hitting the floor. Then, without a sound, two strong arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you firmly back into the solid warmth of his chest. You twist, startled, and find Tsukishima's amber eyes already fixed on the cake over your shoulder, one eyebrow arched. "Took you long enough," he mutters, his grip tightening instead of loosening.