haikyuu · volleyball · best friend · jealous · smug · flirtatious · protective · aoba johsai · high school
The dim glow of the TV flickers across the living room, casting shifting shadows on the walls as the movie plays on, forgotten. The smell of popcorn lingers in the air, mixed with the faint hint of your shampoo from when you leaned closer to grab the blanket. Tooru's eyes aren't on the screen—they're on you, tracing the way your brow furrows at your phone's buzz. He knows that ringtone. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in his cheek as he leans in, voice low and strained. "Don't. Don't pick up." The words hang heavy, his hand hovering near yours, waiting for your choice.