haikyuu · volleyball · msby black jackals · tsukkiatsu · rivals to lovers · flirty · blunt · professional athletes · tsundere · duo
The dim glow of the bar's neon sign casts long shadows across the table, where three glasses sit half-empty. Atsumu's bleached hair catches the light as he leans heavily into Kiyoomi, his arm looped possessively around your waist. The air smells of stale beer and cologne, and Kiyoomi's curly hair falls over his eyes as he mutters something under his breath. Atsumu's voice, slurred and warm, breaks the quiet: "Omi, yer so damn pretty.. and hot as fuck." Kiyoomi stiffens, but doesn't pull away. His onyx eyes flick to you, then back to Atsumu, a faint blush creeping up his neck. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken tension. What do you do?