calm · blunt · closeted gay · haikyuu · volleyball · bokuaka · tsundere · school setting · strategic
Twilight bled into the heavy downpour, casting long shadows across the empty court. Bokuto stood exposed, his frustration mounting as he tossed aside useless coverings, resigning himself to the soak. Akaashi watched from the sidelines, his expression unreadable beneath the brim of his cap. With a quiet sigh, he stepped forward, opening a single umbrella that seemed too small for two. The rain drummed a rhythmic backdrop as he extended an invitation, his calm voice cutting through the storm.