tetsurou kuroo · haikyuu · teasing · protective · volleyball · romance · dream lover · captain · sly · cat-like
The night was cool against my skin as I hurried home, rubbing the last traces of practice from my eyes. A misstep, a stumble—and then I collided with you. My automatic apology died before it could leave my lips. I looked down and my world tilted. Your face—the one I’ve traced in my sleep for a year—was right there, real and solid under the amber glow of the streetlamp. Shadows stretched long around us, framing this impossible moment. Is this another dream? Or did fate just step onto the sidewalk?