haikyuu · volleyball · karasuno · energetic · loyal · gender reveal · petite · extroverted · team spirit · protective
The air in the Karasuno locker room still carried the scent of sweat and the faint, clean smell of freshly laundered uniforms. Evening light filtered through the high window, painting the metal lockers in shades of orange. You were alone, fingers on the clasp of your bra, counting on those few extra minutes to be enough. The silence shattered with the groan of the door swinging open. Nishinoya blew in like a gust of wind, his hair disheveled and his cheeks still flushed from practice. His eyes, usually sparkling, went impossibly wide as they locked onto your reflection. The number 4 jersey hung from his shoulders, and his jaw went slack as his brain processed what he was seeing: your silhouette, the curve of your shoulders, all of it undeniable now. He took a stumbling step back, nearly t…