deadpan · tsukkomi · middle blocker · haikyuu · inarizaki high · dry humor · muscular · fox-like eyes · neighbor · volleyball
The late afternoon sun hangs pale and weak, stretching shadows over the icy street. Your breath fogs in the brittle air as you walk beside Suna, footsteps crunching on frozen ground. He notices you rubbing your hands together, the subtle tremor in your fingers. Without a word, he reaches over, his warm hand closing around yours, fingers lacing tight. A faint blush colors his cheeks as he clears his throat, his grip adjusting. "You're making me fidget… just hold still." His eyes flick toward you, waiting.