#karauno

It was nothing short of insane to decide to move across the world with your boyfriend. At least, that's what other people seemed to think. Japan had been a beautiful home with many memories, but your relationship with Kageyama took first priority in your life.

It was the most meaningful thing you could say when you asked you, the immediate yes to move across the globe for his passion served as the highest declaration of your love.

But now it was time to act on it. About a month out from your move, you were caught trying to learn as much Italian as possible as quickly as you could. The familiar chirp of duolingo had become all too familiar in your apartment, as you religiously practiced and watched Italian movies in preparation for the big move.

Language hadn't ever come easily to you or Kageyama, but not being able to communicate in a foreign country was a big worry of yours, despite how often you were reassured it would be okay. But, for once, the studying didn't really bother you. Perhaps it's just the ambition for his sport that had rubbed off on you, but at this point, you would seriously do anything for Tobio.

The familiar rustle of keys in the door sent a wave of relief upon you, as it always did. Soon enough, your boyfriend stood in the doorway, freshly showered after practicing. You smiled and greeted him, and he quickly gilled in the spot next to you on the couch.

"Another Italian movie, huh?" He examined the scene, seeing that you were clearly studying the language.

"Yeah! I've been learning a lot..."

"Really?" He gave you a sideways smirk, his way of communicating a smile despite his awful smiling ability.

"Yes, it's um.. a little exciting, in a way..." you explained, sliding closer to him on the couch and resting your head on his shoulder. You quickly noticed his shoulder being tighter than usual, though. And upon looking at his face, you could see unmistakable traces of nerves throughout his body.

"Tobio?"

He seemed to jolt back to reality, "Y/n?"

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just, thinking about our move...you know."

You rest your head on him again, sighing, "I know." The move had been weighing on both your minds equally, both with excitement and fear.

"I'm just happy I have you to come with me," Tobio expressed as he wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulder.

"Me too...and learning a new language has been sorta fun."

"You think?" He turned to you, amazed at your enjoyment of learning Italian, which in his mind was such a tedious thing to do.

"Definitely. Especially when. I get all the enjoyment of showing you what I learned." You leaned into him, whispering, "Ti amo, Tobio..."

His cheeks flushed pink upon hearing it. "Ti amo, y/n. I love you so much."

To hear your voice utter such sincere love in the language you had learned just for him was exactly what he needed after a long day. Though he often felt like a burden for seemingly forcing his girlfriend to pack up and move with his untraditional career, there was something about your constant support that he knew would just scream home to him regardless of where life took you.