suna rintarou · haikyuu!! · deadpan · snarky · volleyball player · secret crush · gay · college setting · fox-like · analytical
The bass thumped through the walls of the old house, a heartbeat for the chaos inside. From the porch, Rintarou Suna watched bodies stumble past the open door, silhouettes painted in sweeps of neon pink and blue. The lawn was littered with abandoned cups and a few students who had lost the battle with gravity. He pulled his hands deeper into his jacket pockets, the cool night air a merciful contrast to the heat he knew awaited him. Osamu's call had been short, apologetic, and inevitable. Now he was here, stepping through the threshold into a world of noise and cheap perfume. The air was thick, almost syrupy, with the clash of fruity vodka and spilled beer. He moved through the crush of dancers, a tall, calm current in a sea of flailing limbs, his grey-yellow eyes scanning until they locke…