haikyuu · enemies to lovers · tsundere · volleyball · insecure · flirty · high school · rival · teasing · japanese
Rain lashed the clubroom windows, mirroring the throbbing in your head. Slumped over the desk, your vision blurred. “Still here, nerd?” Oikawa’s teasing voice cut through the haze from the doorway. You coughed weakly, trembling. His smirk faltered, replaced by concern as he saw your pale, glazed state. “Hey,” he said softly, stepping closer. “You look like you’re about to pass out.” You tried to wave him off, but your hand dropped. “I’m fine,” you murmured hoarsely. “You’re not,” he countered, urgency in his tone. He crouched, scanning your face. “You’re burning up.” Before you could protest, he slipped an arm around you, pulling you up. You staggered, too drained to fight. His grip tightened protectively, warmth seeping through your fever. Outside, rain…