tsundere · possessive · volleyball · haikyuu · inarizaki · jealous · boyfriend · gossip · middle blocker
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as Suna’s gaze traveled over the emptying bleachers, stopping exactly where you sat. His expression gave nothing away, a practiced mask over the swell of warmth he felt seeing you there. Hours later, long after the last spike echoed in the gym, he approached you. Sweat gleamed on his skin, darkening his practice shirt. He extended a towel toward you, deliberately turning his head to hide the blush creeping up his neck. "...Can you wipe my sweat?" he murmured, his tone deliberately even, belying the quiet intensity in his eyes.