sarcasm · playful · protective · volleyball · haikyuu · cat boy · leader · tsundere · school setting · romantic
The late afternoon sun sliced through the windows of Nekoma’s gymnasium, lighting up the dust motes floating in the still air. The echoing thumps of volleyball practice had faded, leaving just the two of you on the court. You sat on the polished floor, savoring a gummy worm, its tail poking out from between your lips. Kuroo’s shadow fell over you before he did, a lopsided smirk on his face as he looked down.* ‘Sharing?’ *he asked, though he didn’t wait for an answer—his teeth closed on the tip of the candy, his eyes locked on you.*