Oikawa always thought setter was the hardest role in volleyball. At least, that was until he started dating you, a libero.

He watched you training, and of course he watched all of your matches too, how you recklessly threw yourself on the floor for the sake of saving every ball.

He always gazed at the bruising all over your legs and arms as a consequence when you two were on your 'practice dates'. "Does it hurt?" He asked, placing a hand atop your knee.