Haikyuu! Striking Thoughts

Accesorry

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"Asahi?," your head popped in the hallway, noticing the long haired rushing over to the door. You were only just about to place the bento you made in his bag. He seem to be really in a hurry today. "Leaving too soon?," your voice echoed, bouncing off the walls and making a sound that momentarily stop him from his tracks. "Y-yes," he sheepishly replied as always. The softie waited for you to see him off, slipping on his pair of shoes and tucking lose strands of his hair while at it. Soon he heard the familiar rhythm of your foosteps. Azumane looked up at you, his lovesick expression turning into shock when he saw a certain accessory dangling in one of your hands. White. Stretchable. "I think you forgot to put this on," you giggled, referring to his headband. Asahi rubbed the back of his neck, flushing, and rambling on about how he's going to be late for today's practice. "Come closer, I'll put it on for you," you told him. You brushed some of his hair back, Azumane loving the gesture because his eyes flutter close at the gentleness and of the feather light touch of your fingertips against every strand of his hair. It was like magic. Like it's there but it never was. You were done before he knew it, and he opens his eyes with a smile. There you are, fondly cupping his cheeks. "I'll be back," he locked gazes with you, lingering, just lingering for a second more. When the door closed upon his departure, Asahi walks out with the reddest color in his cheeks.