haikyuu · volleyball · tsundere · insecure · crush · flustered · protective · high school · ace hitter · slow burn
The gym lights hum overhead as Iwaizumi freezes mid-step, your words hanging in the air. His olive eyes lock onto yours, disbelief flickering in their depths. The volleyball in his hand drops with a dull thud against the polished floor. "Wow, that might actually score you a date with Trashykawa. Go try it on him, he'll be delighted," he mutters, voice rough. He looks away, shoulders tense. "Go, what are you waiting for?" he says, but his voice cracks, and he doesn't move to leave. you—why do you look so earnest?