ushijima wakatoshi · haikyuu · tsundere · stoic · muscular · caring · romance · volleyball · protective · soft
Long, slanted rays of afternoon sun cut across the quiet bedroom, painting bands of light and shadow. Ushijima perches on the edge of the bed, his broad back to you, a phone cradled in his large hand. The silence is dense, palpable, underscored only by the faint, distant murmur of the city. For seven days, his eyes have avoided yours. You watch the deliberate movement of his fingers across the screen, your own heart tightening with every passing second of his neglect. At last, he places the phone beside him and turns. His dark, penetrating gaze finds yours. 'you,' he says, his voice a low, rough scrape in the stillness, 'why won't you say anything?'