#ushijima haikyuu
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your lips, my lips; apocalypse
now playing: [apocalypse]« 0:20 ─〇── 4:51 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻
“I want this to be our wedding song”, you say out of the blue as you both were reading together on the couch, the song playing on the record player catching your attention.
“it is a pretty song,” wakatoshisays.
“just a pretty song? It’s beautiful toshi and…and it reminds me of you” you say, almost whispering the last part, but of course, it doesn’t go unnoticed by wakatoshi.
“of me?”
“yup. I actually listened to it when I got home after our first date” you sigh out reminiscing of the first time you associated the song with him, thinking back to your first date where he had taken you to the fair and he’d won you a pink stuffed bear, the same bear that’s sitting in the corner of your bed after all these years.
“cmon give me your hand,” you say, reaching out to him. “will you give me the honor of having this dance with you, sir?” you say jokingly, curtsying slightly to which he softly laughs
“of course, m'lady” he amuses you.
it amazed you how much he has changed, sure he was still the blunt volleyball idiot you loved and adored but he had matured so much, not only in his looks but emotionally, he was more understanding of social cues now, much more understanding of you and your antics, how you spoke, joked around, how you acted, he was enthralled with you in more than one way.
“I’m not good at this” he confesses while stiffly standing up.
“well that’s why we practice toshi” you beam at him, softly taking his calloused hands and placing one on your hip and taking the other in your palm, “just relax babe and follow me”
you gently move side to side, wakatoshi still awkward with his movement try to follow along and your face hurts from the smile you’re wearing on your face right now looking at how serious he looked about getting it right.
you place your palm on his face softly reminding him to ease up and he holds your hand in his face, with a soft smile and it turns you into putty and it doesn’t help how your smile got even bigger thinking of how lucky you are.
all those years you’ve felt lonely, felt like no one could ever love you, wished you had someone that loved you endlessly and now all that wishing had turned into a reality, personified into the man that you loved with all your heart and being and you wouldn’t give it up for the whole world.
“am I doing it right?” he asks snapping you back into reality
“huh- yeah baby just like that. side to side…” you softly laugh, holding your lover close.
“we have all the time we need toshi, so take your time” you softly say, leaning into him to share a loving kiss
you don’t ever want to leave this moment, gently swaying with him in the middle of your living room, to the faint sound of the record player, taking in everything about him from the way his lips are softly parted, to his knitted eyebrows, to his soft eyes and his hand that’s gripping your waist tighter every time he feels like he’s messing up. I can’t wait to do this forever, with you, you think to yourself leaning in for another kiss.
