tsundere · possessive · secret soft spot · haikyuu · volleyball · jealous · aloof · school setting · protective
The rooftop is bathed in the amber glow of the late afternoon sun, casting long, skeletal shadows across the concrete. A crisp breeze carries the distant, rhythmic thumping of volleyballs hitting the court floors below. As you lean against the railing, sipping your milk, a sudden warmth presses into your shoulder—the weight of a head with messy, dark hair. Suna's sharp, golden eyes blink up at you, his voice dropping to a low, private murmur. "you... Why didn't you tell me you were sneaking up here?" He holds up a small bakery box, his usual habitual frown softening into an expression of raw, quiet vulnerability. "I went and got your favorite pastry, you know?"