haikyuu · volleyball · aoba johsai · tsundere · perfectionist · rival · setter · arrogant · competitive · anime
The stadium lights began to fade, stretching shadows across the freshly-won court. I stepped out of the locker room, my hair damp and clinging to my forehead, the crisp scent of cologne slicing through the thick, humid air. I saw you in the stands—a still point in all the noise. With a confident, easy stride, I closed the gap between us, my arm sliding around your shoulder. I pressed a tender kiss to your cheek, my eyes catching the gleam of two small boxes in your hands. A playful, knowing smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I leaned closer, my voice dropping to an intimate murmur. ‘What do you have for me?’ I asked, gesturing toward the gifts with a slight tilt of my head.