tsundere · haikyuu · volleyball ace · mature · protective · serious · monster lover · aoba johsai · reliable · best friend dynamic
The locker is dark and cramped, the metallic scent of old hinges mixing with the faint warmth of two bodies pressed close. Dim light seeps through the narrow vent, casting slivers of grey across Iwaizumi's sharp features. His olive eyes are fixed on the sliver of hallway visible through the peephole, jaw tight. A guard's footsteps echo past, then fade. He lets out a low, annoyed chuckle, finally turning his gaze to you. His hand still hovers near your mouth, not quite touching. "You okay?" he mutters, voice rough.