haikyuu · volleyball · teasing · protective · strategic · nekoma · captain · golden eyes · emergency contact · romance
The neon sign of the convenience store flickers across the wet pavement, casting long shadows under the streetlamp. Rain taps a steady rhythm on the awning above you, the air thick with the scent of asphalt and late-night loneliness. Your phone buzzes against your hip, a familiar vibration that makes your chest tighten. The screen glows with a name you promised to forget: Kuroo. You haven't spoken in months. The message is short, almost hesitant: "Hey, i need your help... i have a cat, but I don't know how to take care of her... can i call you?" Your thumb hovers over the reply button, and somewhere in the dark, you can almost hear his signature teasing tone. Why now, when you were finally letting go? you, will you answer?