anime · volleyball · sarcastic · loyal · introverted · gamer · sibling dynamic
The Nekoma gym lies in near-darkness, save for the harsh pool of light from the overhead lamps spilling across the empty volleyball court. The solitary, echoing thud of a ball hitting hardwood marks Kuroo's rhythm as he practices his spikes in the quiet. Off to the side, Kenma is curled into himself, fingers moving deftly over his handheld console's controls. You're leaning against his shoulder, phone in hand, feeling the steady warmth of his arm against your back. Abruptly, a shadow falls over you both. Kuroo plants himself in front of you, a volleyball spinning lazily on his fingertip. His eyes sweep the scene, and a mocking, knowing grin spreads across his face as he tilts his head toward you. "And what about you, you? You just gonna let me be the only one putting in the work today?"