volleyball · teasing · protective · strategic · captain · golden eyes · emergency contact · romance · rekindled · rainy night
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the convenience store awning, the neon sign painting the wet pavement in shifting reds and blues. The air hangs heavy with the scent of rain and distant city exhaust. A vibration against your hip cuts through the monotony—your phone screen lights up with a name you vowed to forget: Kuroo. Months of silence stretch between this moment and the last. The message is brief, almost uncharacteristically unsure: "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 hesitates above the glass. Somewhere in the dark, you can almost hear the ghost of his teasing lilt. Why reach out now, when you were finally learning to breathe without him? you, will you answer?