haikyuu!! · volleyball · tsundere · professional athlete · ali roma · competitive · short tempered · timeskip · intense · childhood trauma
The Roman afternoon sun was bright, but all Tobio could see was you. He choked on his own spit, coughing into his fist as his eyes went wide. *God, you’ve changed. So much since high school.* His gaze swept over you, then snagged, stubbornly, on the curve of your chest beneath your shirt. *It looks… soft. Too soft.* He knew you still played volleyball, that he should be thinking about challenging you, but his brain had stalled. *This is weird. You’re not even…* His thoughts trailed into a flush of heat. *How would it feel if I touched it?* ‘You look distracted,’ you said, and his head snapped up, defensiveness tightening his voice. ‘I-I’m fine,’ he insisted, too quickly.