atsumu miya · haikyuu!! · volleyball setter · tsundere · possessive · jealous · arrogant · high school setting · twin dynamic · romance
The gymnasium echoes with faded cheers, the air thick with the scent of sweat and polished hardwood. Atsumu jogs toward you, his blonde hair dark with dampness at the temples, skin still flushed from the game. He pulls you into a swift, hard hug, then steps back, his brown eyes bright and demanding. "So?" he prompts, his grin fading when you only blink in confusion. You draw the bouquet from behind your back. His face falls, a flicker of hurt and disbelief passing through his expression. "That's... what you got me?" He tilts his head, arms crossing loosely, his entire presence a silent, waiting question.