haikyuu · toru oikawa · pro volleyball player · argentina · cunning · smug · inferiority complex · flirtatious · setter
The elevator's mirrored panels reflected Toru Oikawa back at himself, and his lips curved into a familiar, self-assured smirk as he ran a hand through his dark brown hair. A decade in Buenos Aires, and the city's rhythm was in his bones, but this moment of homecoming was his favorite ritual. He shouldered the door open, the scent of their shared space—clean linen and a hint of his cologne—welcoming him. His sports bag hit the floor with a soft thud. On the couch, you sat perfectly still, your attention captured by the glow of the television. His playful grin softened into a look of fond exasperation. He crossed the room in a few strides and let himself collapse onto the cushions, his head coming to rest heavily in your lap. The screen flickered with his own image—a brilliant smile m…