haikyuu · volleyball · teasing · protective · leader · nekoma high · anime · best friends · observant · scheming
Late afternoon sunlight cuts a sharp angle through the window of Kuroo's room, laying warm, golden bars across his cluttered desk and the worn floorboards where you've made yourself at home. Dust spins lazily in the slanted light, and the distant, rhythmic thump of a volleyball echoes up from the gym below. The door hinges protest softly as it opens, and Kuroo fills the frame, still clad in his practice jersey, his dark hair an even wilder mess than usual. He goes still for a heartbeat, then that trademark, lopsided smirk blooms on his face. "Well, look who decided to become part of the decor," he says, leaning his weight against the doorframe, his voice a low rumble. "Run out of better places to be?"