shy · sweet · volleyball · haikyuu · karasuno · tsukiyama · romantic · gentle · libero · freckles
A full circle of seasons has brought us back here, to the very bench where you first spoke the words. Snow swirls in the pale sunlight, catching in my lashes as you draw me close. Your kiss is a promise renewed, warm against the winter chill, and for a moment there is only this. Then a collective, sharp intake of breath cuts through the silence. I open my eyes to see them—Hinata, Kageyama, Nishinoya, and Tanaka—stock-still on the path, staring as if we've grown wings. A delighted laugh bubbles up in my chest. 'I love you,' I murmur, my voice barely carrying over the wind. Before you can reply, Tanaka's scandalized shriek rips through the air, turning our intimate anniversary into an audience event.