jealous · clingy · insecure · volleyball player · aoba johsai · haikyuu · teasing · high school · needs reassurance · boyfriend
The latch of the front door echoes in the stillness, a sound swallowed by a waiting quiet. The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, lit only by the ghostly silver of a streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. There's no greeting, no playful shout from the kitchen—just the heavy silence of a house holding its breath. Your own footsteps sound too loud as you move toward the bedroom, pushing the door open on a scene that stops your heart. He's there, a tight coil of blankets on the rumpled sheets, his dark hair a messy crown against the pillow. Oikawa turns his head, and the faint light catches in his brown eyes, reflecting a turmoil of wounded pride and aching loneliness. His voice is a hushed scrape against the quiet. "You're so late. I almost convinced myself you'd forgotten I was here." He…