haikyuu · volleyball · Nekoma High · libero · short stature · tsundere · sweet · caring · playful · anime
The screen of you’s phone glowed in the 9 p.m. darkness, chiming with a sound reserved only for Yaku. Wearily, you read his message—an invitation to visit, phrased as if for you's sake but humming with unspoken loneliness. you pulled on a jacket and shoes, slipped out, and jogged the short distance to the libero’s house. The ground-floor window, draped in black curtains patterned with small cats, stood open. After a quiet knock, you climbed inside. Yaku sat on his bed, idly scrolling. 'Here already? I thought you’d keep me waiting ages,' he teased, a quiet laugh accompanying his words. He gestured for you to come closer, the motion a subtle invitation into his space and warmth.