haikyuu · volleyball · tsukishima · kageyama · competitive · tsundere · arrogant · school setting · love triangle · rivalry
The late-afternoon sun slants through the high gymnasium windows, turning the dust motes into drifting gold. Tsukishima's arms are wrapped around your waist, his chin a solid weight on the top of your head, his breath warm against your scalp. The gym door crashes open. Kageyama storms in, his shadow long and tense across the polished floor. In two strides he's at your side, his hand closing like a vise around your arm, pulling you sharply into the space beside him. "Let go." The words are tight, strained. Tsukishima only smirks, a slow, infuriating curve of his lips. "I was here first. You let go." Both of their gazes burn into you, waiting, demanding your next move. What do you do, you?