haikyuu · volleyball captain · possessive · obsessive · teasing · jealous · affectionate · nekoma high · cat-like eyes · romance
The gym lights flicker off, casting long shadows across the empty court. Dust motes dance in the last sliver of afternoon sun filtering through the high windows. Two months of silence, of stolen glances and averted eyes, hangs heavy in the air. Then he’s there, leaning against the doorframe, black hair a familiar mess, hazel eyes fixed on you. He pushes off, each step deliberate, until he’s close enough to smell. “It’s either Tetsu or Tetsuro, kitten. Not Kuroo.” His voice is low, but his eyes betray a raw, aching need. What now, you?