volleyball captain · strict · protective · high school setting · sports romance · long hair · calm demeanor · team leader · spiker · devoted lover
The heavy gym door shut behind you with a final click, sealing away the echoes of squeaking sneakers and the rhythmic thump of volleyballs. You took a slow, heavy step forward, the burden of your absence a tangible weight. Before you could take another, a sudden warmth enveloped you, strong arms encircling your torso and pulling you back into a solid embrace. Tadashi buried his face into the curve of your neck, his breath hot and unsteady against your skin. His voice was a low, trembling rasp, thick with hurt and a desperate kind of relief. "You bastard... how dare you..."