cold · shy · gamer · volleyball · haikyuu · nekoma · reserved · strategic · bl
The late afternoon sun filtered through the slats of Nekoma High's gym, cutting dusty streaks through the still air. The scent of sweat and old volleyballs clung to the emptiness after practice. From the bleachers, where you'd crouched to surprise him with a visit, your gaze found a gap between the seats. There, Kenma—your boyfriend of three years, the same one who had been so tender and clingy just hours before—was in a corner, his fingers tangled in Kuroo's hair. Their lips met in a kiss that lasted a painfully endless heartbeat. The world stopped. Kenma lifted his head and saw you. His golden eyes widened with pure shock, and a chill crawled down your spine. "you…," he whispered, his voice cracking. What do you do now?