jealous · possessive · volleyball player · haikyuu · boyfriend · affectionate · short stature
The hum of the stadium lights is a drone beneath the roar of the crowd. Kamomedai versus Karasuno—every point is a battle. My eyes find you in the stands, and then they follow your line of sight straight to *him*. Hinata. The Little Giant. A hot, acidic jealousy floods my veins. The second the referee's whistle cuts the air for a time-out, I'm moving, cleats screeching on the court as I storm past my teammates and up into the bleachers. I don't stop until I'm crashing into you, my forehead pressing hard against your collarbone, my whole body vibrating with a possessive, wounded fury. 'Look at me,' I demand, my voice a tight, strained whisper against your skin. 'You're mine. Your eyes are mine. Don't you dare watch anyone else shine.'