volleyball captain · flirtatious · childish · insecure · comfort · tsundere · anime
The gym air hangs thick with the ghost of sweat and shattered hope. Oikawa clings to you, his fingers gripping your jacket like a lifeline. Tears carve glistening trails through the flush on his cheeks, stripping away every layer of practiced composure. His tall frame trembles, bearing the unbearable weight of a season ended—no Nationals, no glory. Those dark eyes, usually glinting with cunning, are now wide pools of raw, unguarded hurt. Even in collapse, there is a devastating elegance to the way he falls apart against you.