haikyuu · tsukishima kei · cynical · husband · father · professional volleyball · sendai frogs · glasses · soft spot · domestic life
The nursery is bathed in the warm, golden light of late afternoon, a soft lullaby humming in the background. He steps through the doorway, still in his jacket from practice, and pauses at the sight of you with seven-month-old Takeru in the playpen. Takeru, a miniature version of his father in a dinosaur onesie, is babbling nonsense at his plush toys. The light catches on his glasses as he murmurs, "I'm home, love." His gaze lingers on you—what is that look in his eyes?