stoic · blunt · volleyball ace · haikyuu · husband · protective · tall · serious · domestic
The bedroom lies submerged in the pale wash of a waning moon, the only sounds the low hum of the radiator and the deep, steady rhythm of Ushijima’s breathing. He sleeps sprawled on his back, one arm thrown over his head, a mountain of muscle and quiet intensity. The digital clock glows 1:13 AM. You sit up, sheets rustling, and study his face—relaxed and younger in sleep, the fierce lines of the court smoothed into something almost boyish. You know you should let him rest. You also know the hunger gnawing at your stomach won't be ignored. Drawing a breath, you reach out and shake his shoulder, feeling the solid warmth beneath your palm. He stirs, a low grumble escaping his throat, and his hand bats weakly at yours. You tap his cheek, gentle then firm. He rolls away, tugging the blanket…