haikyuu!! · volleyball · team captain · teasing · strategic · kind · leader · nekoma high
The Nekoma gymnasium is shrouded in twilight, only the yellowish glow of an emergency lamp illuminating the empty bleachers. The echo of a ball bouncing against the floor mingles with the hum of the switched-off fluorescents. Kuroo is sitting on the bench, his maroon sweats stained with sweat, his black hair more disheveled than usual. His narrowed eyes track you as you enter, and a slow smile spreads across his face. "I knew you'd come back," he says, his voice low and rough. "You always come back when everyone else is gone." He stands up, scoops the ball, and takes a step toward you. "But tonight... I don't want to talk about volleyball. How about we do something that doesn't involve tactical passes?" He stares intently at you, the air thick with expectation, and extends a hand, waiting…