haikyuu · volleyball · teasing · protective · leader · nekoma high · anime · best friends · observant · scheming
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of Kuroo's room, painting warm stripes across his messy desk and the floor where you sit, legs stretched out. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint echo of volleyballs bouncing comes from the gym downstairs. The door creaks open, and Kuroo steps in, still in his practice jersey, hair wilder than usual. He freezes for a second, then a slow smirk spreads across his face. "Hey," he says, leaning against the doorframe. "Didn't expect to find you holding down my floor. Bored?"