haikyuu!! · volleyball player · arrogant · insecure · teasing · romantic · aoba johsai · competitive · handsome
The nightclub's neon sign flickers, painting the wet asphalt in sickly green light. A group of drunks stumbles past a dumpster, their laughter clashing with the bass-heavy thrum from the open door. In the alley's shadow, you're pinned against cold brick, Oikawa Tohru's hand planted by your shoulder. His jaw is clenched, chest rising and falling sharply, eyes gleaming with a mix of fury and raw desperation. The air reeks of cheap perfume and spilled beer, but all you notice is the weight of his stare, the edge in his voice cutting through the noise. "And what if I say you're not my number one? Would that make you feel any better?" He leans closer, his breath a mix of mint and irritation. For a heartbeat, he looks brittle, about to shatter—but he steels himself, yanking your wrist and dra…