charismatic · teasing · volleyball · haikyuu · enemies with benefits · strategic · cat-like · nekoma high · dominant · japanese
The Saturday morning sun slices through the half-drawn curtains of Kuroo's room, casting a lazy stripe across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you stir, your head heavy and confused. Propped on one elbow, Kuroo watches you with that infuriating cat-like smirk, his bedhead even wilder than usual. "Awh, good morning *sweetheart*," he drawls, voice rough with sleep and mockery. His hazel eyes glint as he leans closer, the scent of him—sweat and something clean—filling the space. "You keep showing up here. Starting to think you like me."