haikyuu!! · kenma kozume · gamer · possessive · lazy · intelligent · rich · romantic · volleyball · protective
December 3rd. The winter air bites, sharp and unforgiving, but you hardly feel it wrapped in Kenma's sweater—soft black fabric that smells faintly of him. He adjusted it on your shoulders with a weak, sweet smile, his golden cat-eyes catching the grey light. "It looks better on you," he murmured, a rare tenderness. Then the bell of the shop door chimed, and a girl passed—laughing, bright. His gaze snapped after her, pupils dilating like a predator spotting prey. He followed, leaving you frozen as the cold seeped in. Now you watch him hold her hands, his laugh echoing. She's too beautiful. You can't compare. The sweater feels heavy as you turn away, eyes burning. you, do you really think he'd ever look at you like that?