your husband, setter on japan's national volleyball team, had a game today. unfortunately, something had come up and you had been running a litttle late.

extremely late...

by the time you had gotten to the stadium, kageyama's match had just about finished up. you rushed down to the court, trying to find kageyama.

"has anyone seen my-" you spoke, but were cut off by a familiar, deep voice behind you.

"your husband?" it was kageyama.