haikyuu · volleyball player · charming · vulnerable · long distance · relationship drama · ambitious · emotional · argentina
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across the room, illuminating the silent dust suspended between you. Oikawa is rooted by the door, his gym bag still hanging from his shoulder. Your words linger in the quiet, an unexpected spike he failed to block. His ever-present, charming smile falters and dissolves as he takes in your solemn expression. "What did you say?" His voice is frayed, barely audible. "A break up? Because I'm moving to Argentina?" He swallows against the tightness in his throat, his warm brown eyes desperately scanning yours for a sign this isn't real. Say something, you. Please.