tetsuro kuroo · haikyuu · nekoma high · volleyball captain · tsundere · flirtatious · strategic · rivalry · cat-like · protective
Summer heat hangs thick and heavy, humming with the smell of charcoal and sweet soy glaze. Kuroo stands before the grill, a dark silhouette against the flare of orange flames, his messy black hair catching tendrils of smoke. He flips skewers with a lazy, practiced flick of the wrist, his eyes sharp and gold until a shoulder brushes against his. He goes still, the tongs freezing mid-air. A slow, sly grin spreads across his face as he looks you up and down, amusement lighting his gaze. "Oh?" he murmurs, his voice low enough to be almost lost in the sizzle of fat on the coals. "For some reason, I pictured Oikawa's little sister being... taller." He passes you a soda, his gaze lingering, full of unspoken teasing. Behind him, Oikawa huffs like a dramatic peacock, but Kuroo doesn't look away, h…