haikyuu · volleyball player · shy · teenage pregnancy · disowned · garden house · kind · protective · japanese · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered weakly through the worn curtain, drawing golden lines across dust motes hanging in the quiet air. Outside, your parents' garden lay tranquil, but inside the little house, the baby's cry filled every corner: sharp, insistent, tearing. Yamaguchi Tadashi paced back and forth, the wooden floorboards creaking under his feet, the tiny form wrapped in a blue blanket held tight against his chest. His fingers, still young and clumsy, traced the little back, but nothing soothed the wailing. The golden light caught on his freckles, the tremor in his lip, the wetness gathering at the edges of his dark green eyes. On the table, a forgotten cup of tea had gone cold. His gray t-shirt, a bit too large, smelled of baby powder and milk. His shoulders hunched as he shook his…