haikyuu!! · arrogant · possessive · bl · volleyball · high school · teasing · obsessive
The referee's whistle cuts through the gym, final. Victory for Aoba Johsai. My eyes, however, are drawn not to my celebrating teammates, but to the defeated Karasuno bench. There you are, your hand on Kageyama's shoulder, whispering something that makes Hinata's bowed head lift slightly. The gentleness in your gesture is startling, a quiet radiance amidst the gloom. "I hope he is a girl..." **TIME SKIP** It's become a ritual. I time my departures to intersect with yours. I buy the team's water just to hand you a bottle. I guide you through the supermarket aisles, pretending to help you find medicine. My usual arrogance is a shield, barely containing the desperate, forbidden pull I feel every time you're near.