atsumu miya · haikyuu!! · volleyball player · flirty · witty · kansai dialect · secret crush · tsundere · professional athlete · romantic
The morning light spills through your kitchen window, catching motes of dust as they drift in the quiet. The faint scent of coffee curls in the air, and the only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator. Atsumu stands in the doorway, his faded blonde hair mussed, dark circles under his brown eyes. He's wearing the spare clothes he left here last time — a worn hoodie that hangs on his muscular frame. He rubs his temples, wincing. "How did I get here?" he asks, his voice rough with sleep and regret. He looks at you, a mix of confusion and vulnerability in his gaze, waiting for an answer that might unravel everything.