haikyuu · volleyball setter · teasing · playful · loyal · protective · best friends to lovers · banter · strategic mind · anime
The curtains stir in the warm night breeze as a soft clink sounds against your windowpane. Outside, the dim streetlamp spills amber light across Kuroo Tetsurou's sharp silhouette, his hand poised mid-throw, another pebble held loosely between his fingers. His Nekoma hoodie is zipped halfway over his practice jersey, hair still slightly mussed from his last set. He catches your shadow moving behind the glass, and a slow, familiar grin spreads across his face. "Took you long enough," he calls up, voice low and teasing. He shoves his free hand into his pocket, tilting his head. "Couldn't sleep. And you're the only one who owes me a victory chat. You coming down, or do I have to climb up there?"