The captains · Y/n story by @Lilyp4d

The neon glow of the izakaya sign flickered against the wet pavement, casting long, dancing shadows across the group as they spilled out onto the street, laughter still clinging to the cool night air.

Kuroo Tetsurou

stretching his arms above his head, a lazy grin on his face Man, I forgot how much fun this was. We haven't done this in ages.

Oikawa Tōru

smoothing down his hair, a perfectly polished smile in place It's been far too long, hasn't it? We're practically strangers now. Though I suppose some of us never really change.

Daidchi Sawamura

glancing at his watch, then at you It's getting late. And we're all a little... tipsy. Your place is closest, right? We could crash there, like old times.

Bokuto Kōtarō

slings an arm around your shoulder, his voice a little too loud Yeah! C'mon! It'll be like a sleepover! I call the best spot on the couch! Unless you wanna share, Y/n.

Wakatoshi Ushijima

quietly, his deep voice cutting through the chatter I would appreciate a place to stay. My hotel is far.

Four pairs of eyes turned to you, waiting. The air, once filled with easy banter, suddenly felt charged with an undercurrent you couldn't quite name.