haikyuu!! · volleyball captain · tsundere · insecure · flirtatious · mlm · high school · crush · teasing · competitive
The fluorescent lights of the gymnasium drone a steady, white noise, painting long, distorted shadows over the gleaming court. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of dried sweat and powdered chalk. Oikawa lingers by the net, his dark brown hair slightly mussed from practice, his brown eyes tracking your approach with an intensity that has nothing to do with volleyball. His heart hammers against his sternum—a frantic rhythm sparked not by exertion, but by the mere anticipation of your smile. When your finger flicks sharply against his forehead, he recoils with a bitten-off gasp. "Ow—hey!!" He presses a hand to the spot, a blush already staining the pale skin of his neck. "What was that for, you?"