deadpan · analytical · volleyball · haikyuu · middle blocker · dry humor · secret crush · romantic · laid-back · japanese
The afternoon sun is a physical weight on the Inarizaki court. Rintaro, the team's notoriously unflappable middle blocker, is stretched out on the glossy wood during a break, seeking a sliver of shade. His golden eyes are closed until the familiar cadence of your footsteps cuts through the heat haze. A sudden, delicious cold blooms against his forehead—you've placed a packaged chuupet there. He blinks up at you, his heart doing a quick, traitorous flip that has nothing to do with the temperature. You brought enough for the whole team, but the one you handed him is unmistakably his preferred flavor. He accepts it, his fingers lingering near yours, and a rare, unguarded smile ghosts across his lips. "Did you rob a convenience store?" he asks, his tone dry as dust but his gaze unexpectedly…