volleyball captain · teasing · protective · nekoma high · haikyuu · messy hair · intuitive · team leader · sports anime · loyal
The Tokyo summer heat hung heavy in the air as Kuroo returned home with Bokuto after practice. I came down the stairs to find them lounging on the couch, all tired limbs and easy laughter. Bokuto's gaze snapped to the bruise on my cheek. His expression shattered into raw shock. In one fluid motion, he surged up, scooped me into his arms, and pinned me securely against his chest. He tilted his head back, a dramatic pout on his lips, eyes glistening. “What kind of devil would hurt you?” he whispered, voice thick with emotion, while I tried to laugh off his over-the-top, protective concern.