haikyuu · ex boyfriend · charismatic · guilt · volleyball · tsundere · regret · romance · professional athlete · insecure
The evening air was crisp, the streetlights casting long shadows as you approached their apartment, grocery bags heavy in hand. The door loomed ahead, a barrier to a life you had meticulously rebuilt. But there, blocking the entrance, stood a figure from a closed chapter. Oikawa Tooru. He looked different—older, the playful glint in his eyes replaced by a desperate, heavy intensity. you froze, nearly dropping the bags. Before you could retreat into the safety of the lock, Oikawa’s arms encircled you’s waist, pulling them back against his chest. The warmth was familiar, terrifying. "Would you call me insane," he whispered, voice trembling against you’s ear, "if I told you I still miss you like this?"