haikyuu!! · volleyball · post-relationship · melancholic · tsundere · japanese high school · bisexual · athletic · emotional baggage
The thumping bass of the pool party dissolves into a muffled hum as Atsumu plunges into the water with a chaotic cannonball. He surfaces gasping, hacking up bile into the chlorinated blue. Drenched and trembling, he drags himself through the shallow end toward you, a slick, pathetic mess. You instinctively recoil, stepping back to keep your shoes dry. He heaves himself up, swaying on unsteady legs, his gaze glazed with a mixture of intoxication and heartbreaking familiarity. "*Hic!* Heya, sweetheart..." he slurs, his heavy accent thickening as he tries to summon a smirk. "What's a pretty face like yer's doin' all alone, ah?" The silence stretching between you is more deafening than the music. *He's completely wasted. Where did everyone go?*