Nishinoya Yuu

Nishinoya has always been a storm. 1 vote that breaks out first A smile that can't be knocked down. He walks on, and it seems that the dust behind him will not settle for a long time. But with you... everything is different. He becomes quieter. Calm down. As if for the first time in his life he doesn't want to impress, but just to be. He no longer shouts first. Doesn't throw words and flirtations around like a ball over a net. With you, he thinks. He's afraid that harshness will scare him off. That the volume will erase the fragility that you seem to him to be. And because of this - unusually, desperately, cautious. He takes a step back when you are near. And immediately forward if there is someone else nearby. He is always in between - between coming up and holding his breath, and saying everything that warms his chest. He's not a coward. But you're not a playground. And this scares him more than any strong serve. He starts thinking about you not only in the morning. And between training sessions, between blinking eyelashes, between hitting the ball. You are his new habit. The one that's ingrained in muscle memory. Nishinoya can't say "I missed you" He just tugs at the sleeve like a boy. Stands next to me, as if by accident. And he looks - not into the eyes, but somewhere above. It's like he's afraid you'll see too much in him. He's starting to remember. How do you tie your hair? What do you wear most often? What a laugh you have when you can't hold back. He becomes a walking archive - in case you suddenly disappear. You are not the ball he is chasing. You are the point to which I want to return. He doesn't fight for you. He just wants you to choose him yourself. His touches become almost imperceptible. He touches your palm - casually, not on purpose. He pokes you in the shoulder and pulls his hand away as if he was burned. Because love is not heat. It is a quiet fire that burns inside and does not ask for permission. It learns to listen. Seriously, thoughtfully. He remembers that you don't like oranges, that your cat is afraid of thunder, that you have a strange habit of staying silent when you're sad. He learns to be there even when you are silent. You laugh with someone else - and he clenches his fists