#ushijima scenarios
talking about my beloved’s hands
ushijima’s hands are rugged, calloused and way too big for his own good. the veins lining his skin are a reminder of his athletic lifestyle. he rarely wears a ring, but ever since you’ve told him that you like rings on hands, he’s been wearing a very delicate silver band in his middle finger.
you think about how these hands, are the same hands that hold you when things get rough, when you feel like you can’t breathe, when it’s all breaking down and you can feel yourself falling in the cracks. ushijima always manages to pull you out.
these are the same hands that feed you when you’re tired or give you a bath on a rough day, massaging circles in your back, wiping tears from your face. they hold you in your worst times, when all is lost, when you feel like it doesn’t matter anymore. the same hands you clutch when in fear, afraid of whatever bad that will befall you.
these are the hands you can’t spend a day without and it kills you when ushijima is angry and doesn’t let you hold them. untangling you from himself and you feel like you’ve been sentenced to hell on earth.
these are the same hands that you hold whenever you’re happy and everything seems to be going right. when you’re walking to the park, when you come back home from a good day, when you can’t help but ramble on about how much you’re closer to achieving your dream.
these are the same hands that you can’t help but kiss before going to sleep at night, kissing lining his knuckles. ushijima always cups your face and pulls you closer for another kiss.
these are the same hands that hold you like fine china, as if you’re the only thing that has ever mattered, as if you’re the only reason why ushijima continues to breathe and the only reason why he stays sane for so long. the same hands that trace your skin as if you’re Aphrodite in human form.
these are the same hands that you want to hold forever, that you hope to spent eternity with and if life ever gave you a chance, you’d do it all again.
hq boys (iwaizumi, ushijima, tsukki, kuroo) in the winters.
iwaizumi
- oh boy you best believe, he won’t let you go out of the house without seven layers, ear muffs, mufflers, gloves. he’ll even get you to keep a small heater in the car and take it to work because he does NOT want you getting sick at all
- if you do fall sick, you will never hear the end of it. “i told you you should have worn more layers!”
- also takes pictures of you in the snow omg </3 but he doesn’t let you stay out for too long and drags you inside for hot chocolate.
- after you take a shower, he’ll be waiting outside the bathroom with a hair dryer, and the heater already on. will also buy matching pajamas to keep you both warm.
ushijima
- ushijima himself does not feel cold but whenever he sees you, he brings a big blanket, wraps it around you and then also wraps his arms around you. in a nutshell, he will use this opportunity to cuddle you to death
- he gets up in the morning and puts warm water in a hot water bottle and makes a cute little bag with different teas/instant coffee you can add to it. he’ll also add some warm cookies to it for you.
- is absolutely be shocked when you hit him a snowball and proceeds to pick up a buttload of snow and dunk it on you, grinning about how you asked for it
- if you ever tell him you’re cold, he’s going to offer you his jacket RIGHT there and then and he’ll take you home or back the car so that you can be warm
tsukki
- ok tsukki always lies about not feeling cold like bruh who are you kidding you’re literally SHIVERING
- and now you have to baby him into wearing socks and that means buying dino socks. he has big oversized jackets and he makes you snuggle with him. he never gets up from bed and will also force you to stay in.
- as much as he hates getting of bed, he’ll make you soup while grumbling about how you better be thankful that he loves you.
- he also loves it when you take hot showers with him [not in that way] but it’s just so intimate and both of you can just slip under the covers afterwards.
kuroo
- he’s cold and that means you’re cold. he’s going to make you wear fifty layers but that doesn’t mean he also won’t drag you outside for a snowball fight, making snowmans and snow angels
- kuroo is already very touchy-feely and in the winter, he never leaves you alone. absolutely to the type to say, “c’mere, let me warm your hands.”
- he uses this opportunity to kiss you because he thought your lips were freezing and starting to get blue [he’s lying]
- also he has some family hot chocolate recipe which is LITERALLY BRILLIANT and I swear you can taste the love he made it with.
ushijima things I was thinking about
his hands are so large and calloused and yours are so small and soft that he loves it,, especially when you caress his face. your touch feels so warm to him. and because of your small hands, ushijima doesn’t let you hold anything [it happens unintentionally], always saying ”let me hold that for you, darling.“ his hands somehow always know the right place to be, like rubbing circles on your back, giving you headpats or playing with your hair >:(
ushijima cooking! he’s! an! amazing! cook! He wears a cute little apron with cute little animals on it,, asks you to come in and taste his food, as he blows on the spoon for you to try a bite. imagine a dinner date with him in the winter,, where both of you are huddled together to have warm soup with ramen.
ushijima giving shoulder kisses!! he loves pressing kisses to your shoulders and even your knuckles. when you’re cuddling, with your back on his chest, he always whispers such sweet things like, ”i love you baby” or “make me feel like ’m on top of the world.“ and if you’re watching some soapy tv show, he laughs in your ear and ushijima’s laugh >>> or whenever you cling to him during a scary movie, he grins.
ushijima absolutely tries to not crush you with his body weight but some days he’s so tired from his matches, he just collapses on top of you,, inhaling your scent [not in a creepy way, it makes him feel at home]. you always smell like the sense of belonging he needed, he doesn’t know how to explain it.
he steals glances at you whenever you’re not looking. especially during his match, right before his serve, he just looks at you because it’s somehow calming. whenever you’re trying to focus, you can feel his gaze burning into you. he looks at you so intently, memorizing all your features. he just can’t help but fall in love all over again.
absolutely the type of person to not let you walk on the side closer to the road,, he always shelters you and his grip on your hand is so tight on whenever you’re in a crowd because he doesn’t want you to get lost >:( will even carry you on your back or make you walk ahead of him.
speaking of a relative height difference, he always finds it so cute that you have to stand on top of things to tie his tie or reach his belongings. the type to lean against the doorframe and watch your frame struggle until he realizes he has to help. if you’re taller than him, he is so fascinated that he places things higher on purpose to see you reach out for them because he thinks it’s so cool??? like! you see the world like him?
he motivates you to become the best person in your life. he’ll be there, for anything that’s important to you. he’ll push you to get better. he’ll listen to you explain him a topic for hours and then ask questions! ranting to him is so much fun omg <3 he just sits there, saying things like, “you’re absolutely right”. He doesn’t give his opinion unless he knows you’re ready to hear it.
but I guess the hardest day is when he breaks down. it’s so heartbreaking and gut wrenching because he’s an amazing person who deserves the world.
hq boys (sugawara, Hinata, ushijima, iwaizumi) reacting to you coming back tired from work/having a tough day
sugawara
- what a darling, honestly!!
- if he knows you’re tired, he’ll just be very quiet,, go into the kitchen make some herbal tea for you that helps soothe you!!
- he’ll even run warm bath and will offer to wash your hair!!
- and most importantly, he’ll take out his secret stash of soft pajamas that he was saving for himself,, but he’ll give them to you and probably cuddle you till you go to sleep </3
- he’ll kiss the top of your head and smile
hinata
- hinata was probably super excited when he saw you at the front door,, but then he saw the look on your face and he was like “oh–no.”
- so he immediately rushes to his bed, underneath which he’s kept this box of your favorite chocolates and chips,, anything to make you feel better
- he takes out your night suit,, and puts you in bed as he hums this lullaby,,
- he probably won’t be able to sleep all night because of how worried he is for you,, he hates tired you :/
ushijima
- ushijima has a gut feeling in practice that something is about to be very wrong so when he goes back home and is greeted with a very dull you,,
- he figures it out in the span of seconds and before you know,,, he asks you to give him 2 mins,, he takes a quick shower
- he asks if you’ve ate something,,
- and then he drags you to bed,, you’re the small spoon, and he’s pressing kisses to your shoulder blade,, stroking to your hair and you’re going to forget you were ever tired with this big man
iwaizumi
- iwaizumi instantly KNOWS so he does what he does best,,
- make soup
- no seriously,, iwaizumi makes great comfort soup with noodles and it’s really comforting and heartwarming!! he’ll make you a warm bowl of deliciousness,,
- he’ll play some jazz in the background and the two of you can sway together,, until he carries you back to bed where you sleep in his arms >:(
how strong ushijima really is
- if you ever ran towards him at full speed to hug him, he would not even budge with your weight,, like literally,, HE would not
- he sometimes throws you over his shoulder when you’re not listening to him??? you weigh as much as a toothpick to this man
- and oh MY god,, if you ever tell him anything is heavy and you hand it over for him to pick up,, he’ll be like,, “this is heavy? but it’s solight?”
- also ARM WRESTLING!!
- he can’t help but giggle every time you challenge him to an arm wrestling match,, which by the way consists of you using both your hands and ushijima using barely any strength,, and he’s just trying to fight back the smile on his face when he sees how much effort you’re putting in
- but also,, the BEHEMOTH this man is,, he has absolutely broken so many things around the house because he miscalculates how strong he really is,,
- like accidentally breaking the cabinet door open or a wine glass because he held it too hard,, or slamming a door shut and the window breaking? yep, it’s happened.
- sometimes you think this man is magneto in real life because he can bend METAL like seriously,, this is concerning
- but also! he is aware of how strong he is when it comes to you. like he will not even jokingly nudge you or anything because he’s afraid he’ll hurt you and he cannot hurt his beloved,,
- except while cuddling. when you’re in ushijima’s grip, he will NOT let you go
- all in all, love our strong boi </3 he’s my baby and I want to keep him snuggled in a blanket
Looking respectfully
Ushijima Wakatoshi: Clueless Lovers (Part 3/3) NSFW
Masterlist to Haikyuu Smutshots
damn, virgin x virgin smut is tough for me to write… don’t think ill be doing this trope again. but anyways I hoped you enjoyed… I really think I messed up Ushijimas personality here...
Part 3/3
Y/n’s heart was racing so fast, she felt like it would rip out of her chest any minute now. He was stoic, carrying her towards their bedroom making her clutch onto him tighter. He could feel her trembling a little, stopping and softly setting her down on the bed
“Are you okay?” He asked and she quickly nodded,
“Y-Yes! Just a little nervous” She admitted, fiddling with her fingers. There was a silence and she diverted her gaze, dropping it from his face, however her cheeks heated up when she caught sight of the semi erection against his pants.
“O-Oh! U-Um…” She squeaked and Ushijima shrugged, his gaze was sharp, watching her look anywhere but him. The more felt like it had passed and she trying to calm herself. However, she was surprised when he crouched down, looking up at her
“Y/n…” He asked and she hummed, finally looking at him
“I’m sorry…” She muttered making him raise a brow, “You don’t need to apologise… You’re not at fault.”
She bit her lip, fiddling with her fingers
“It’s just… I feel guilty… Because of me, your family has disowned us…” She mumbled, feeling her tears forming in the corner of her eyes. He didn’t say anything but his hand reached towards her. She held her breath when his fingers brushed against her cheek, tucking a loose lock of her hair behind her ear, watching her flustered reaction
“Only mother and grandmother have disowned me… But I have you and my father. That’s all I need” He answered, standing up. Her eyes followed him, and she stood up as well
“But… Its not right… She’s your mother–”
“–and you’re my wife.” He ended.
Y/n bit her lip, sniffling
“Wakatoshi…” She whispered in a trembling voice, when he held her hand
“You’ve been suffering all this time and I never realised… I don’t ever want you to cry like that again. I’m sorry you had to go through that…”
Y/n’s lips trembled, and she let go of his hand, only to crash against him, hugging him tight. She actually was still shaken about what had happened, it made her sick how forceful his family was. She felt like a breeding sow… It actually baffled her how Ushijima was the opposite of them.
He was so stoic and aloof, she realised it had to be because he grew up in that environment. Those women were utter nightmares. Her heart squeezed, imaging him as a child. His father lived far away, the one person he admired so much. The one who actually held warmth… It was no wonder Ushijima was clueless when it came to love and their marriage. She realised he was not cold at all, sure he had his bluntness from his mother’s side…
But he had his father’s warmth and sincerity. She remembered the scrap paper she found, when he had duly noted down Tendou’s pointers. The way he slowly began trying to change himself to make their marriage work.
And after how fiercely he fought for her happiness today, she realised just how much he loved her.
She realised just how much she loved him
“Wakatoshi, I love you more than you could imagine…”
Ushijima’s arms wrapped around her, she peaked at his face and despite it being expressionless, she caught sight of his bright red ears, making her giggle a little. She knew he was too embarrassed to say it but she didn’t hold it against him.
“Tendou’s Tips on Romancing Your Wife…” He mumbled, making her lift a brow when he averted his gaze
“Number 7… When your wife says she loves you. You tell her you love her even more” He replied before looking at her blushing face
“…I love you…even more…” He muttered in embarrassment but she smiled, her tears finally flowing.
“Why are you crying?” He was worried, brows furrowing but she laughed, wiping her eyes
“These are tears of happiness, you silly man…” She muttered, confusing him. Y/n just laughed again, her sorrow washed over and he felt like he was entranced. She froze when his hands cupped her face, startling her when he looked at her with such intensity
That smile had done a number on him. He hadn’t seen her so happy before. Suddenly he realised why Tendou and his wife’s marriage was so strong. His bestfriend would always slip out his love for his wife, any chance he got. He wasn’t afraid of showing it. It made sense now, seeing how happy he was with her.
It was the power of love. Something he felt the moment he laid eyes on the woman in front of him. He didn’t understand what that spark he felt around her was, not until this moment. He had been in love with her, all this time
“Wakatoshi” She whispered but he pushed her back, until her legs hit the bed, gently seating her back down. His eyes were glued to her lips, watching them quiver lightly but it only made him lean forward, pushing his own lips against hers. She inhaled, holding her breath for a few seconds but despite her pounding heart, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him to deepen their kiss.
The gentle smacks of their kisses filled the room, she could feel the heat burning between their bodies.
Her legs felt like mush, pins and needles growing in the bottom of her feet but she didn’t care. It was finally happening, her fantasies coming to life. His eyes fluttered open when her tongue shyly swiped his bottom lip.
He was taken back… Parting his lips,
“Are you alrigh–”
He was confused, about to ask what happened but the moment his lips parted, she pushed her tongue into his mouth.
“Mmh!”She squeaked when he accidently bit her mid speech, pulling away.
“Ow…” She whined, sticking her tongue back inside her mouth, sucking on the soreness. Y/n felt embarrassed for how forward she had been. She hadn’t ever kissed someone like that and in the movies… They always made it look easy.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to…” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. He was experienced in this field either… He felt like a headless chicken, but he looked at her bright pink tongue, now worried if he hurt her.
“Show me…” He muttered, holding her jaw in his hand. Awkwardly, she parted her lips, sticking her tongue out and he was relieved she wasn’t bleeding, although the tip of her tongue was bright red.
“It looks sore…” He muttered but again, he admired the look on her face. Her expression was adorable, making hiss heart skip a beat.
“This might make it better…”
Y/n’s eyes widened when his face drew closer. He closed his eyes, kissing her again, going very slow. Y/n’s heart raced, only this time, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. It was a little uncoordinated, both of them tried to match their rhythm but their bodies were brimming from excitement.
She moaned softly against him, when he rubbed her tongue with his. His fingers dug into her hips harder, when he felt his dick beginning to rise. He never knew just how arousing her voice was. It exhilarated him that he was capable of making her sound like that…
“Mmh~ Wakatoshi” She panted when he pulled away, her cheeks were burning. He stood tall in front of her and now she felt shy again
“Is it still hurting?” Ushijima asked but she shook her head,
“N-No… I feel much better now” She muttered. Ushjima felt pleased that she wasn’t hurt, looking at her sitting on their bed below him.
“Y/n… Can we continue?” He asked her, watching her face coil into a fluster… She took sudden interest in her fingers, fiddling away at them before she finally answered
“Can I take a bath first?”
“No.”
Shocked, she gaped at him asking him why but Ushijima just shrugged,
“Won’t it make sense to bathe after having sex? We’re only going to get dirty again” He said so nonchalantly that she covered her face
“D-Don’t say it out loud!” She squealed, flummoxing him
“But you said you wanted to have sex” He answered, embarrassing her further.
“Wakatoshi!” She squeaked, “…I know I said it in the heat of the moment but when you say it so blatantly, it makes me embarrassed…”
Ushijima gave her a blank look. His wife was very confusing, it was clear she wanted to have sex but her words didnt match. He didn’t understand how to read women…
“So, I shouldn’t talk about having sex, while we’re having sex–”
His question was cut off when her palms pressed against his lips, silencing him. He gripped her wrists, pulling her hands apart, cocking his head to the side. Y/n was extremely flustered, her heart was racing. They both were super clueless but she decided to follow her instincts. He was silent, watching her trembling hands go towards the buttons of her dress.
Slowly unbuttoning it, he held his breath when he caught sight of her skin… The pink bra she wore underneath slowly peaking between the lapels… She remained composed, letting her dress crumple around her ankles, now standing in front of him in just her underwear.
“Um… Could we turn off the lights? I know I’m not fit like you are…”
She wasn’t going to lie, she was a little insecure about her body. He was solid all over but she wasn’t… Her mother in law once mentioned in dismay that Y/n had gotten pudgier after marriage…
Her arms covered her stomach but Ushjima gripped her wrists, pulling them from her body. He held them tight, scanning her figure before swallowing.
“You’re beautiful” He muttered, making her heart skip a beat… He could sense her uneasiness but he stepped away from her, removing his clothes, letting them join her discared dress.
(AN: Idk these days ive been into the muscular guy x chubby reader trope. Ushijima with a cute soft wife makes my heart mushy :3)
Y/n’s breath hitched, looking at him in nearly all of his glory. Unlike her, there was not a hint of fat. He was purely muscle… She felt ashamed for not being as health conscious,
“Waka… Please turn the lights off…”
“No.”
She squealed when he pushed her onto the mattress, caging her underneath him
“I want to see all of you…” He said softly, his hands now feeling up her sides. Y/n bit back her whimpers, her legs trembling when his hands slowly made their way to her breasts. She covered her eyes with her arms, mewling when he cautiously squeezed them. He stretched a hum in astonishment, making her peek at him.
“W-What?” She muttered, looking at his brows lift, almost like he was lost in thought
“It’s just like mochi…”
She was at a loss for words, she swore his eyes sparkled in delight but he hummed again, his hands massaging her through her bra, making her back arch
“W-Waka” She whined but couldn’t help but slide his hands underneath her back, his fingers fiddling with her bra. But his attempts at unhooking it, went unsuccessfully, frustrating him. Y/n felt a little amused, watching his brows furrow in frustration… He was trying his best to concentrate… Although she had been insecure about her breast sized, often being teased by her friends when they were younger… She couldn’t help but lift her chin, softly kissing his cheek, making him freeze
“Um… Let me show you how to open it…” She said shyly, sitting on the edge of the bed. He watched her turn, facing her back towards him while her hands reached for the clasp, releasing it with ease. Ushjima held his breath when she dropped the article on the floor. However, she didn’t dare turn around to face him… Instead her arms crossed, covering her bared flesh.
“Y/n, can I see them?” He asked but she quickly shook her head,
“Wait, I need to mentally prepare myself!”
Ushijima remembered one of Tendou’s tips again, recognising her efforts. It must have taken her a lot of courage to undress first…
She felt the mattress dip behind her, turning her head only to see him coming close. Looking away again, when his legs rested on either side of hers, his chest pressing into her back. She could feel his heart racing against her, making her realise that she wasn’t the only virgin in the room. He must have been equally nervous but he was trying for her sake.
“Are you prepared now?” He asked and she nodded, making him hum
“Ngh~”She tried to hold back her voice, her back arched slightly when his palms brushed over her tits.
“So soft…” He revealed, squeezing her pillowy flesh. Y/n’s breathing felt heavier and she almost squeaked when his fingers accidently brushed against her nipples.
He peeked over her shoulder, looking at her nipples… Amazed when he felt and saw them harden into peaks. He couldn’t help but remember certain chapters from Tendou’s wife’s book…
“O-Oh!~” She mewled when his fingers squeezed and rolled her buds between them. She suddenly felt the wetness begin seeping from between her folds.
“Does it feel good?” He asked and she nodded, humming because she had no idea how to speak in this moment. His hands were large, cupping her breasts with ease but they were so warm… She tried to settle herself against him but he wouldn’t stop his unintentional teasing with her nipples. As he experimented between flicks, pinches and tweaks, her moans were slipping, arousing him further. He couldn’t take it anymore, moving away from her. She didn’t have a second to recollect herself. He pushed her back down on the bed, now gazing at her breasts in their full glory.
He remembered the hentai mangas that Tendou would forcefully lend him when they were teens. Ushjima never understood the fascination his teammates had with the female body … He was always confused as to why, in porn and hentai, people always went for the breasts first… He never understood it until he saw hers right in front of his face
His lips felt dry and suddenly he felt the urge… He wanted to know what it’d feel like… Looking at the puffy nipples that harden when he teased them earlier. He felt like he was being coaxed…
Y/n let out a startled moan when his mouth engulfed one breast, her hand immediately clutched the back of his head, moaning louder when he began sucking on her nipple hard.
“O-Ouch! You’re being too rough” She whined and he eased up, letting his tongue eagerly swipe and circle her areola… She settled down, now feeling very turned on from how gentle he was trying to be, slowly sucking on her bud…
Her eyes opened, feeling his heavy erection pressing against her thigh. She glanced at it, looking at the obvious tent in his boxer.
Ushijima grunted, almost alarmed when he felt something rub against his cock. Pulling from her breast with a light pop, he glanced at her hand, palming him timidly
“I-Its not fair if you to do all the touching…” She barely muttered but he heard. He sat back, letting her sit up. Her fingers hooked into his underwear but she glanced at him
“Can I…?” She asked and he nodded, just watching her.
Y/n held her breath, pulling them down but she almost fell back when his cock sprang out so fast, smacking lightly against her cheek. Ushijima parted his lips, despite her being so flustered and embarrassed, he felt extremely aroused, looking at his cock mere inches from her face…
Y/n was very close to backing out… She had never seen an actual penis before… His looked like it could break her apart
‘There’s no way that’ll fit inside me!’ She screamed in her head but she couldn’t look away. She took note of every detail but aside from his size, she wanted to please him
Ushijima grunted, his chest rising when her hand wrapped around his shaft, slowly feeling it…
“It’s hot…” She muttered, feeling her hand warming… He swallowed, trying to control himself but her soft fingers innocently mapping his cock, making him throb when her finger rubbed his glans.
“Y/n…” He breathed her name and she peeked at his face, blushing when she saw him look so flustered… It was really cute…
“I’m not sure if I’m doing it right” She asked shyly and he nodded, his fist covering hers
“Like this…” He panted softly, leading her hand to his pace. She watched in wonderment, she could feel him pulsating within her wrapped fingers. Clenching her thighs, she squirmed against the bed. Her eyes caught onto the pre-cum sliding from the tip of his cock…
“Does it feel good, honey?” She asked him. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, just humming. It felt so much better than when he did it by himself…
His eyes popped open when he felt a soft sensation against the tip of his dick. He gasped when he caught her in time to see her tongue shyly licking his cockhead.
“Ngh!” He grunted, his hands quickly fisting themselves into the back of her head, pulling her quickly off his dick
“S-Stop” He panted and she felt alarmed, “W-Was I not supposed to do that!?”
Ushjima’s cheeks were burning,
“You can but it feels too good… I don’t want to cum so fast” He answered truthfully before petting the top of her head, “We can do that another time…”
His eyes darted towards her thighs and he took note of the wet stain growing on her cotton underwear… Y/n gasped when his fingers pressed against the damp material, feeling against her slit. She whimpered when his fingers began tracing it slowly
“You’re incredibly wet.”
Y/n’s cheeks flushed, gripping his wrist shyly
“It’s because I’m with you…”
Ushijima curiously gazed at her face, looking at the genuineness swimming in her eyes. His chest warmed, both of them didn’t need to exchange words. Instead, he hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and she stood on her knees, letting him slid them off with ease.
His heart was racing, laying her down gently. She had closed her thighs, trying to hide herself form his view… But instead, she gave him a glorious view of her ass, squeaking when his hands began feeling her soft flesh.
“Wakatoshi!”
When he felt her body loosen, he quickly pulled her onto her back, his hands gripping her knees, holding her legs wide apart, making her squeal from shock
“D-Don’t look!”
Ushijima ignored her, his eyes were glued to her slick folds… He saw the thin stream of juices gliding down, her folds spread just enough for him to see her throbbing…
“It’s so pretty…” He muttered,
“Pretty!?”
One hand let go of her knee, slowly pressing his fingers against her folds, silencing her. She whimpered when his pointer and middle fingers traced up and down her puffy lips…
“If it hurts, tell me.” He said before his middle finger pushed between the slick slit, now tracing the inside of her slit. She mewled and whimpered, her chest rising with each deep breath. His fingers were much thicker than hers, it felt so much better.
He sneaked glances at her expression, watching her brows furrow in need. He spotted her clit, and she jolted when she felt a finger brush against it.
“Hah!” She moaned, raising her hips while he watched in fascination.
Ushijima was startled, he recoiled his hand worried she was hurt but she shyly gripped onto his wrist
“…It feels good when you touch it…” She muttered, making him raise a brow. He pressed his finger against it again, listening to the whimpers she let out. Y/n’s hand covered his,
“Like this…” She mumbled, making him slowly circle it. He took over, letting his fingers feel the small nub, before his thumb pressed against it. She took heavy breaths, letting him explore her body. The more she moaned, the more confident he felt, his other hand tracing her folds again, before he spread them between his fingers.
Y/n’s eyes opened again when she felt his hands move away, she was about to call out his name but he gripped her knees, pulling them over his shoulder. Ushijima’s mouth opened and he was about to press it against her pussy but she squeaked from shock, her hand pressing against his lips
“N-No! Don’t do that!”
He was puzzled, “But you did it to me?”
“…Um, like you said… We can try this out another time… I think I’ll faint otherwise…”
It was true, her heart was not prepared for oral sex yet… but Ushijima’s hands held onto her thighs, ignoring her. She yelped when his face dived between her thighs, his mouth pressing against her pussy.
“No~” She moaned, her hips twitching when his tongue greedily lapped up her juices. He let out an inquisitive hum
“It’s sweet…” He muttered, before spotting her clit.
“…It feels good when you touch it…”
Y/n released a pitchy moan when his tongue flicked her clit, she pressed her thighs against his face, trying to control herself but Ushijima was unrelentless, just a single taste had released his pent up hunger.
“W-Waka, please~” She mewled, shaking her head “S-Stop! I don’t wanna cum now” She sobbed and he dropped her legs to the bed. She watched him wipe his wet lips, licking at them before his hands felt her body all over.
She calmed down, when he focused back on her tits, moulding them between his fingers. Her hand reached out to caress his face, distracting him
“…Y/n?” He asked and she just smiled, reaching to hold onto his hands tightly
“Wakatoshi… I cant wait any longer… Can you put it inside?” She asked shyly, her fingers wrapping around his dick, making him grunt.
He sat up, getting up from the bed and she watched him turn to his bedside drawer, opening it. her heart was racing again when he picked up the unopened box of condoms, wondering when he had gotten them… But she chose not to ask, just watching him pick up the foil packaging between his fingers.
His brows furrowed, rolling the condom over his shaft and she held her breath when his hands rested on her thighs, cock resting over her pussy. Ushijima gripped his cock, trying to align it with her entrance but he grunted, not sure what he was doing.
“A little lower, I think…” She muttered, gripping his dick with him, leading him towards her aching hole.
“Here?” He asked and she nodded, “Y-Yeah…”
She bit her lip, closing her eyes in anticipation but he looked at her face, noticing her quivering bottom lip
“Relax, honey… If you’re tense, it’ll hurt” He muttered but she couldn’t open her eyes.
“Mmh…”She mewled when he kissed her softly to distract her. She instantly relaxed, focusing on his tongue that now glided better against hers than earlier. When he felt her stop shaking, he took a deep breath, pushing his cock inside her.
Her eyes flew open and she pulled away, her hands gripping his biceps, whimpering. She was about to look down but his hand cupped itself over her eyes, blocking her view
“Don’t look there. Look at me” He said, removing his hand and she gazed into his fierce eyes. Y/n let out a small smile,
“I love you” She sighed in bliss, biting back her tears making his heart melt. It was torture for his penis, it was begging for stimulation but he controlled himself. His hands found hers, holding onto them tightly before he slowly pushed through her weeping folds. She whimpered again, feeling the pain as his cock separated her tight walls. He grunted when he felt her squeezing onto him tightly
Finally he had managed to push all the way in, stilling his hips.
“Are you in pain?” He asked, feeling worried but she shook her head
“It hurt a little before but I think I’m good…”
Now that she could feel his cock inside her, she was delighted. She felt full but her hand excitedly pressed over her abdomen, smiling
“I can feel you from here…” She breathed but that was enough to send him over the edge. He slowly began thrusting his hips against her and she moaned, letting her head fall back on the pillow, mewling his name.
Ushijima was lost in his own lust, his slow pace suddenly picked up. He couldn’t get over the way those velvety walls gripped and squeezed onto him. Her voice sounded better than any music he had ever heard.
“You’re perfect” He admitted, moaning when she twitched against him. Y/n’s arms wrapped around his neck, while her legs crossed over his lower back
“M-More…” She moaned and he complied, going harder. Both of them were panting hard, her body
“You like it?” He asked and she hummed, nodding frantically
“I-I love it!” She mewled, letting herself get lost in the sensation of his thrusting cock. Ushijima could feel himself getting closer to his orgasm. Moaning, he kept going, but the moment he titled his hips, accidnelty rubbing against the bundle of nerves, she squealed, clutching onto him harder
“Waka!” She yelped, “O-Oh! There!” She moaned, “Right there…”
Grunting, he pinned her hips into the mattress with his, her legs going weak but her hands gripped his ass, feeling the breath leave her lungs. The way his body had pressed her into the bed, made her feel nothing but the way he kept fucking her.
His fingers sneaked between their bodies, experimentally rubbing her clit and that made her reach her edge. Arching her back, her moans danced through his ears when she cried out his name. He groaned when he felt her pussy grip onto him so tight before she came,
“Shit…” He panted, his thrusts became sloppy but he humped her hard, until his own climax reached. Ushijima hung his head down, moaning when he felt his cock spurt, filling the condom.
“Kiss me while you cum…” She panted, gripping his face to pull his lips against hers, he used that as his leverage to ride out his orgasm before they both slowed their thrusts. Letting go of her, they caught their breath and he pulled out, now looking at the mess they made on the bed…
Ushijima discarded the used condom before he lay down next to her, looking at her flushed face
“Was that good?” he asked her and she nodded, still panting
“A-Amazing…”
They made eye contact and let out a soft giggle, making his own brows soften. His arm slid under her body, pulling her against his side, letting out a content sigh
“…Why didn’t we do this before?” He asked and she smiled,
“We have our own pace and I’m kind of glad we waited now…”
Ushijima nodded, “I like sex.” He ended making her freeze before she burst out laughing from him bluntness
“Me too, I like having sex with you” She said making him feel pleased. She watched him sit up in curiosity, pushing herself up as well.
“Honey?” She asked, reaching for him and he gripped her wrist,
“Come here” He said and she obediently climbed onto his lap, letting him wrap his arms around her body
“What’s on your mind?” She asked him and he grunted,
“Nothing… I’m just happy that you’re my wife” He answered, making her cheeks heat up, peeking at his stoic face.
“I’m happy you’re mine too” She answered, resting her forehead against him. Ushijima sighed, his hands dancing up and down her sides, before he spotted the box of condoms by them, picking it up
They both stared at the box before looking at one another. She flushed, averting her gaze
“D-Do you want to do it again?” She asked shyly
“Yes.” He answered curtly, pushing her back down on to the bed
“Waka!” She giggled when he picked up a condom
“I know what to do now and there are some things I want to try out”
Y/n raised a brow, “What exactly do you want to try?”
Ushijima just shrugged, “I saw somethings in Tendou’s hentai mangas… Now I want to do them with you”
“Hentai manga… You read those kinds of things?” She asked, making his ears turn red
“Well… I am a man after all.” He hinted and her brows raised, realising what he meant
“O-Oh…”
Y/n giggled before she sat up, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek softly
“C’mon darling, let me help this time” She cooed, taking the condom from his hands. Ushijima leaned back, letting his wife do what she wanted but more than the sex, he knew he was absolutely enamoured by her. This woman was everything he never knew he needed.
He would sacrifice his entire life just to see her smiling.
“Y/n.” He cut through and she looked up at him,
“I love you” He said and she flushed but her lips grew into a wide smile,
“I love you too!” She laughed
~
“So where are you taking Y/n today?” Tendou asked, bouncing Anzu on his lap while she laughed.
Ushijima leaned his back against the bench,
“Korean Barbeque.” He answered before smiling softly, “Celebrating”
Tendou grinned, “Oh man I love Korean Barbeque… What’s the occasion?” Tendou asked capturing Ushijima’s attention.
“She finally opening her own business. She had been studying and working really hard the last two years.”
Tendou let out a delighted cheer, “Its finally happening! I better get an invite for the launch party…Actually, you better let me cater it. With baby number two on the way and I’d like some additional work. Need to save up” The red hair said and Ushijima nodded,
“Y/n already said she will be contacting you.”
Tendou cheered again, making Anzu giggle at his antics. Tendou beamed, hugging the three year old, pressing his cheek against hers, gushing out coos of love for her
“To be honest, your wife is a super woman. I can’t believe she took on additional work, studied, passed her exams and opened her own business in just two years…”
Ushijima felt proud, he admired her oh so much. She was so dedicated to going back to what she loved doing. After the Olympics, he had finally taken time off to now being the supportive spouse before he would begin volleyball again. He spent the entire year being her support through every step of the way.
“You’re still not talking to your mother?” Tendou asked and he nodded,
“I have no interest in them.” He answered and his friend nodded,
“What about your father? He stayed with you guys a few months ago no?”
He hummed, remembering what a lovely time he had with his family. His bond with his father only grew stronger, but Ushijima did sometimes feel pain that his mother was out of his life…
However, it didn’t matter anymore to him
Both of them were distracted when they heard crying and Tendou quickly looked at Anzu, groaning
“Oh man, Zuzu! I told you not to do that” He groaned, leaning to pick her up while she suckled on her thumb.
“Sorry Papa! I playin with Eji!” She rambled and Tendou sighed before hugging her again
“Papa forgives you because you’re just too cute! But next time when Reiji-kun’s sleeping, you mustn’t wake him up. It’s not nice” He gently scolded her and she nodded
“Okaay!”
Ushijima just chuckled, bending down to lift the crying one year old from his pram, bouncing his son against his shoulder
“It’s alright Reiji… Anzu wanted to play with you” Ushijima tried explaining to the whimpering baby who calmed down when his father calmly unzipped the baby bag, pulling out his milk bottle. Reiji greedily suckled on his milk, settling down fast and Anzu looked at Tendou
Ushijima felt at peace, setting Reiji back down into the pram before checking his watch
“We’ve got the leave now Satori. Y/n’s going to be home soon” He explained and his friend grinned,
“Awe, its so cute seeing you in full house-husband mode. Need to be home so you can give her a welcome kiss, right?”
Ushijima nodded, not even hiding it, making Tendou grin
“See you soon!” He laughed, watching him friend walk away with his son.
Anzu climbed onto Tendou’s back, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck, making the scarlet hair man grin, holding onto her before standing up
“Shall we go home too Zuz?” He asked and she nodded, making him sigh happily. He was a very happy man after marriage, and it made Tendou happy to know his bestfriend was also living his bestlife. He remembered how clueless Ushijima was when he had first gotten married, chuckling to himself when he remembered how his bestfriend began noting down pointers in his little notebook every time they met and how Ushijima would provide positive feedback when Tendou’s tips worked…
He’d also tell Tendou what did not work.
Eventually Tendou knew Ushijima didn’t need any more pointers from the moment they had redone their wedding photos, now looking ecstatic in their photos.
The once clueless Ushijima was no longer clueless when it came to love.
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Ushijima Wakatoshi: Clueless Lovers (Part 2/3)
AN: Yo Im still relearning the ropes of Tumblr and I don’t really understand when ppl ask me to tag them… I think ive done it right? Also the storyline went way more intense than I had planned… so now instead of a two parter…. its become a three-part smutshot… Also, I started a new job so couldn’t finish this chapter because im exhausted :$ I hope you enjoy this chapter, lemme know ur thought <3
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Smutshot (Part 2/3)
There was pin drop silence in the bedroom, she waited for an answer but he couldn’t seem to reciprocate… The paper crumpled when her fingers curled harder, standing up
“… ‘Romancing your wife?’ I don’t understand… Is this why you did all of this today?” She asked, showing him the list. Ushijima grunted, it was embarrassing for him but he saw no point in hiding it.
“You’re my wife.” He said and she raised a brow,
“Yes… I’m aware… I was at the wedding.”
Rubbing the back of his head, he gripped the paper from her hand, folding it again. He had no idea how to explain himself
“It’s nothing… Forget it…”
Her brows softened and she reached for his arm, holding onto it
“Ushijima-san… You’re my husband, you should be able to talk to me about your feelings… It’s very important for our relationship, I want you to rely on me more… Rather than Tendou-san… He’s your best friend, I understand but… I’m your wife…” She muttered, letting go off him.
Turning away from him, she quietly untucked her side of the bed, while he watched… Sliding under the cover, she reached out to turn her lamp off before settling herself.
It felt like they went back to square one.
His feet gravitated towards her and she felt the weight of the mattress dip by her legs. She looked at him but he sat looking at his hands, looking pensive. She slowly sat up, just watching him ponder away… It felt like minutes passed slowly before his lips parted,
“… I haven’t been a good spouse to you.” He finally said, and she bit her bottom lip, chewing on it from his sudden revelation.
“Ushijima–”
“… I met Tendou today because I wanted to ask him why his marriage was so strong… I wanted to learn about what I was doing wrong… To make things work between us…”
She slid the duvet off her legs, scooting to sit next to him…
“Ah, so that’s why he made you write down his tips…”
Ushijima nodded,
“When we spoke, it made me realise just how much he dotes on his wife… I should have done the same when we met but I let my mother and grandmother pave the way for me. You didn’t deserve that. You deserve to be happy but my family took that happiness away from you… I did too… I knew you weren’t given a choice when it came to our wedding… From the venue… To your kimono… But because you never said anything, I thought it was okay…”
Y/n just nodded, glancing at their wedding photo again… It was a very calm and quiet wedding between their families… and yes, her in-laws took charge of everything…
“I don’t understand, all I wanted was to get along with you and you wanted the same but then… Why were you avoiding me all these months?” She asked him. He looked at her, giving her a very blatant answer
“Because I thought you were scared of me…” He answered truthfully, making her eyes widen
“Scared!? Why on earth would I marry you if I was scared of you? I’m not scared, I’ve never been scared of you…”
He saw her point but then he remembered the way she trembled on their first night together, knitting his brows
“…But you were shaking on the first night… You looked like you wanted to run away when I walked into our room…”
Y/n flushed, remembering how nervous she was, mainly because he was a professional athlete and the months before their marriage, all she did was fantasise about his body… However, the severe reality of sex and the fact she was wearing a very daring nightie had made her anxious of messing up.
Groaning, she covered her face in embarrassment
“Oh no… You misunderstood… I didn’t want to run away… I-I… Um…” She wasn’t sure how to word it while he watched her with such intensity… Looking shyly at her lap, she fiddled with her wedding ring, blushing
“I was just nervous that you wouldn’t find me attractive and because I’ve never done that before… I mean… It was nerve wracking wearing that nightie too…” She mumbled in embarrassment, puzzling him
“You’re extremely attractive.” He said ever so bluntly, taking her back, making her ears burn. She was at a loss of words,
“Oh– I-I… Thank you…”
Ushijima really thought her words over, shrugging
“I haven’t had sex either…”
She felt a bit of shock, she would think a pro-athlete like him would have bagged a few lays but after realising just how clueless he was on the romance front, she was no longer surprised by his revelation.
“So, we both are virgins?” She asked and he nodded, and she sighed in relief, falling back on their bed
“That makes me feel better actually… I was worried you felt nothing towards me”
Ushijima just lay down next to her and she reached for his hand, holding it softly
“…I wouldn’t have married you if I felt nothing… I’m not inhuman…” He mumbled and she smiled,
“I know… It’s the same for me…”
Turning to face him, they stared at each other. He wondered what the right step was, but Y/n reached out to fix his hair, pushing it away from his eyes.
“Things are a little backwards for us but how about we take it slow… Let’s go on more dates, learn about each other without any… tips. It was very sweet of you to try this hard for us but next time, just talk to me?” She suggested and he nodded,
“Where do you want to go next?” He asked her and she thought about it…
“We went where I wanted today, you get to decide where to go next. Let’s try something you enjoy” She answered, waiting for him to think of their next restaurant date…
“Okay.” He said and she sat up, excited
“Ooh! You thought of a date so quickly? Where are we going!?” She beamed in excitement.
~
Y/n felt like the breath was knocked out of her lungs, she kept panting, wiping the sweat from her brow
“…”
She had no words, really… It was the crack of dawn and Ushjima had suggested she join him on his morning jog… Ofcourse, she was enthusiastic but actually having to get up and get ready before the sun rose was a chore… Her eyes were so heavy with sleep and only when they began running, had she realised just how out of shape she was.
Ushijima calmly jogged back to her, offering her his sports drink
“Do you want to stop?” He asked her
‘Yes.’ She thought but she shook her head, chugging his drink
“No, no! It’s just been a while since I did something this physical… I can keep going!” She insisted. After all the effort he had made, how could she deny him of something he enjoyed and wanted to share with her. Although they had run for a while and her legs felt like jelly, she handed his bottle back, beginning her jogging again
“C’mon Ushijima-san!” She panted, cursing inwardly from the burn in her calves. He was amused, looking at how slow she jogged but he quietly kept at her pace. Ushijima kept glancing at her activewear. She had sported a purple sports bra with high waisted tights, but he made her wear his high school jacket on top, claiming it was a chilly morning. Which was partly true but when they had started jogging, he had already gotten distracted by her breasts and couldn’t handle it…
But then again, he couldn’t handle how cute she looked with his jacket on…
His heart had skipped a beat…
He realised Y/n had finally stopped, leaning her back against a wall and she crossed her hands calling for a time-out
“I-I’m sorry but I don’t think my legs can go on…” She muttered in embarrassment but he pulled out his hand towel, dabbing her sweaty forehead
“Its okay, you did really well Y/n. But perhaps, jogging for a date was not the right choice” He said. Y/n grinned, shaking her head
“I don’t think I can do this everyday but I’d like to try running with you on the weekends? Its healthy for couples to share some hobbies!”
He nodded, before checking his watch
“Shall we go home now? I need to get ready for training” He muttered, making her eagerly nod
“Yes, I need to give you something before you leave! So lets go!” She chirped, pushing herself from the wall she was leaning on.
“Oh!” She gasped feeling her knees buckle but he held her hips
“You okay?”
She laughed, “Sorry, I guess my legs are not used to it… They feel like jelly”
Ushjima stared at her legs, he noticed them shake a little. Not thinking much of it, she gasped when he simply just lifted her into his arms, carrying her like a princess
“Ushijima-san!?” She squeaked making him hum
“Would you rather I call us a taxi? It’s still early so not sure if we will find one…” He muttered but Y/n quickly shook her head, despite being embarrassed, she was actually thrilled
“I hope I’m not heavy…” She mumbled
“Don’t worry, the more you run, you’ll get fitter and feel lighter” He said so nonchalantly that her eye twitched, leaning her head against his chest, pouting
“Remind me to teach you about social cues with women…” She muttered
“Okay” He said as he carried her back home
Their conversation was light but after yesterday, he interacted with her more. She was really enjoying the way things were going. She felt like she was on cloud nine, but she couldn’t get over his firm body pressing against hers… She began wondering when they would take things further… Even though they were married, it felt like they were in the first stages of dating.
When they reached the front door, he still held her in the arms, walking through their threshold. Her cheeks warmed, the home she had become used to, suddenly felt new. She felt like a newlywed bride from the way he gently walked through the entryway, setting her on the sofa…
“I won’t be able to eat breakfast with you but on my next day off, you can decide what we do and eat” He said and she laughed,
“Sounds good! You should go get ready now”
He simply nodded, walking to their bedroom and she got up, speedily walking to the kitchen.
He was ready within twenty minutes, fixing his clean gym wear before walking to the entryway, slipping his joggers on
“Y/n, I’m leaving now” He called
“Wait!” She squeaked, making him hum and lift a brow when she rushed towards him
“Here you go!” She chirped, handing him a neatly wrapped bento box. He looked at the feminine patterned cloth, feeling his cheeks heat up
“I made you lunch! Its packed with protein but I did add some rice… Oh… and tempura… But you shouldn’t train on an empty stomach. So, eat this when you’re on the train” She handed him a paper bag,
“It’s just a sandwich and fruit! I hope you enjoy it” She smiled… Ushjima’s chest warmed, feeling his heart spark again… He carefully put the food inside his sportsbag, looking at her sweet face. It felt almost natural but he reached towards her, his hand patting the top of his head. Y/n’s breath hitched when she realised he was smiling ever so warmly at her
“Thank you” He muttered and she rubbed the back of her neck, laughing
“Hope you have a great day today, Ushijima-san”
She opened the door, watching him step outside as she waved him off. He seemed to be lost in thought, taking a few steps forward but he stopped, making her furrow her brows when he walked back to her
“Ushijima-Mmfh~”
The breath was taken from her lungs once again this morning but this time, her legs felt like jelly only because he pressed his lips against hers. She wished it lasted longer but he pulled away, looking at her flustered reaction
“Stop calling me that… We don’t need formalities between us.” He simply said but she was still lost in a daze,
“O-Oh, okay…”
He smiled again, fixing her hair behind her ear
“Have a great day, Y/n” He muttered, now walking away while she stood there, still in shock…
“B-Bye Wakatoshi…” She whispered, feeling her tingling lips…
Shutting the door behind her, her hands cupped her cheeks, squealing
“Ohmygod… Okasan was right… A way to a man’s heart ishis stomach…”
Y/n had finally realised how she could strengthen the growing bond between them. Today was a completely different feeling for her. Unlike yesterday, where her day felt so dreary, she seemed to be chirpy doing their house chores. Now as she thought about her husband, she felt hope. She understood his feelings,
‘Wakatoshi <3’ She thought.
~
As weeks went by, Y/n and him had finally gotten into a groove, although they still hadn’t gotten intimate, mainly due to his hectic schedule, they had come up with a few traditions. One of which was now kissing each other goodbye before he left to train, when he returned home and before they’d retire for the night.
Each kiss was short and sweet, they both would still get shy over it but he’d make up for it every weekend by taking her out. Be it a simple evening stroll, an early morning jog or dates at different eateries. She eagerly awaited the weekends, merely because she got to spend time with him and the awkwardness had disappeared.
Today was another awaited Friday night, she had set the dining table up, setting up all his favourite dishes, smiling because he’d be here any minute now.
Right on time, she heard the front door creak out, her smile creeping into a grin as she rushed towards the entrance.
“Welcome back” She chirped, hands behind her back. He set his stuff down and she stood on the tips of her toes, to peck his lips, making him flush
“I’m home” Ushijima muttered, averting his gaze. She smiled, looking at his red ears before grabbing his hand
“Today I attempted hayashi rice, although theres a lot of mushrooms… I used different varieties!”
Ushijima’s brows lifted, a small smile on his face
“Can we eat now?”
“Ofcourse, its all prepared! C’mon Waka”
Leading him to the table, she sat opposite him, resting her face in her hands watching him plate up. Her eyes widened, jaw opening as she watched him take a bite, eagerly awaiting for feedback. As he chewed, she perked watching his own eyes widen, letting out a hum
“It’s delicious” He said with a mouthful making her giggle, feeling bashful
“I’m so glad, your mother had mentioned this is your favourite food”
He nodded, already plating up seconds. He glanced at her empty plate, frowning. Reaching for it, he began piling up a very generous portion for her
“I cannot eat this much Waka!”
“Nonsense…” He muttered, holding his chopsticks to her lips
“Stop watching and eat.” He said making her flush, taking a bite. She really did admire her cooking, proud that those lessons she had taken paid off. He felt satisfied when she began eating, stuffing his mouth again.
“…Speaking of Okasan… Obachan and her have asked to see us tomorrow…”
Y/n set her chopsticks down, trying to mask her grimace, looking at him
“…Oh, is there a reason?” She asked and he shrugged,
“Not sure… We haven’t met them in a while, I guess…”
Y/n started eating again, a little annoyed that their day tomorrow would be spent with the in-laws…
“Great…” She muttered but he noticed the way her smile dropped,
“I told them we would come for a little while because we have plans after”
Y/n’s shoulders perked again, feeling relieved he wasn’t cancelling their date.
“Yay!” She blurted, quickly covering her mouth.
“Sorry…” She squeaked,
She was scared, looking at his reaction but he lifted a brow, a small smirk growing on his stoic face
“Don’t be.”
~
For some reason, she felt uncomfortable all day… As time came closer to meet her mother in law, something in her gut told her it was going to be a gruelling day… She had to make sure her outfit was modest, that her hair was presentable… She was so nervous, she even filed her nails until they looked symmetrical…
Ushijima was calm, just standing in front of his family home seeming unbothered.
“Y/n.” He cut, breaking her from her thoughts. She glanced at him, swallowing the lump in her throat and he held her hand
“It’s okay.” He said and she nodded,
“I’m fine Waka honey. Don’t worry”
Humming, he pressed the bell making her hold her breath. It took a few minutes before the house attendant let them enter. She set her shoes neatly in the foyer, following behind Ushijima was they walked down the hall. Of course, they first had to go the family shrine, paying respect to his deceased ancestors before heading to the tea room.
“Welcome” His mother muttered, while his grandmother just nodded, ushering to the other side of the table. They both mumbled greetings, sitting down.
Ofcourse there was a short silence, before his family asked them for updates on their lives. Y/n only muttered one or two sentences while Ushjima spoke. Another helper had walked into the room, setting tea in front of them.
Y/n locked eyes with his mother and without being told, she quietly began serving tea for everyone. Ushijima glanced at her emotionless state, the realisation of how afraid his wife was of his family.
“Y/n.” She cut through and the younger woman froze, looking at his mother
“Yes Okaasan.”
“Have you been keeping up with your duties?” She asked and Y/n’s eyes downcasted, nodding
“Yes…”
“Don’t look away when she’s talking to you.” Obaachan said and she flinched, looking at them again.
“I-I’m sorry…”
Ushijima frowned, he did not like the tone of his family’s voices. He didn’t not like the way they made her uncomfortable
“Why did you want to see us?” He asked, trying to divert the attention away from Y/n. Obaachan and Okaasan glanced at one another. The old lady set her tea cup down, her daughter following suit.
“Yes… It’s come to our attention that you’ve been married for half a year, yes?” Obaachan said and he nodded
“Yes, what of it?” He asked and Y/n was beginning to feel nauseous from anxiety. Her stomach was hurting and she wished she could just run away at this moment. Okaasan sipped her tea, her cup making a small clink when it touched the saucer
“It’s time for you both to plan a family.” She said so simply and Y/n’s heart race
“W-What?” She barely uttered looking at the stern faces in front of her
“Your cousin just had a baby. Luckily, he’s become a father to a daughter. You must conceive a child soon. If you two are first to have a son, you will receive the largest portion of the family shares.”
Y/n felt like her head was spinning. What were these two women saying to her? It disgusted her that they were pleased his cousin had a girl… because it put them at an advantage. She realised just how much pressure theyd put on her if she had a daughter… She could never let an innocent child go through this…
Certainly not her own baby.
Clearing her throat, she rubbed the back of her neck
“Mother in law… As wonderful as it is, to have a baby… I don’t think we are ready–”
“Hush!” She spat and Y/n immediately closed her mouth, trembling.
“This is for the sake of your future. You think you’re not ready, but you’ll be thanking us one day.”
“B-But I don’t want to have a baby right now!” She sobbed. She had just started working on her marriage and things were going wonderfully. Ofcourse she would love to have a baby with him but not like this…
“Are you infertile? Do you have problems conceiving? This should have been mentioned in your profile” Obaachan said
This felt like torture, she felt like a mouse, trapped in a cage with a venomous snake…
“Obaachan. Stop it” Ushjima cut through
Gripping his arm, Y/n’s bottom lip quivered,
“Take me home” She whimpered
Her eyes were drowing in tears, she really just wanted to leave. Ushijima saw the tears in her eyes and he felt anger. He grabbed Y/n’s hand, pulling her up with him
“Sit down now” Okaasan said but he glared at her
“No.”
“Excuse me?” Obaachan muttered but he pushed Y/n behind him
“We will start a family when my wife wants to start a family. By insulting her, you have insulted me…”
His mother quickly got up,
“You’re taking this the wrong way, its just crocodile tears–”
He raised his hand, stopping her again
“You have never given my wife leverage to be comfortable. Y/n makes her own choices. You already controlled our wedding, don’t try to control our marriage. She is not your maid, she is not your servant. She is my wife and she deserves more respect than this godforsaken household.”
“How dare you” Obaachan;s voice raised but he held his ground
“You’ve hurt the woman I love… I won’t forgive you for this.” He said, gripping his weeping wife’s hand, walking towards the entrance. His mother was enraged, following behind them
“Wakatoshi, if you leave now, I will truly disown you” Her voice raised when they quickly slipped their shoes on. He pushed Y/n out of the front door before turning to his mother, seething
“Y/n will never step foot in this house again and nor will I. We are not your family. If we have a child, I’ll make sure you never see them” He said, not even bothering to see her reaction. His arm wrapped around Y/n’s shoulders, walking away from that treacherous household.
She was overwhelmed, shoulders still shaking as she sobbed. He was infuriated, years of bitterness against his own mother pooled out. He realised he was old enough to make it on his own. He didn’t need anything to do with her. She forced his own father away, she’d deprived him of that bond he had desperately seeked as a child. The moment they harassed his wife about having a baby, he could already see the future. They would have made her life miserable. She wouldn’t have even been able to mother their children if they bent to his family’s will…
Pulling her into a quieter lane, he rested his back against the wall, pushing her front into his while he patted her back
“I’m sorry you went through that… You won’t ever have to see them again.” He promised her, soothing her back. Y/n whimpered, sniffling, she knew her makeup was staining his shirt but she didn’t care
“I-I just… I can’t do it, Wakatoshi… I love you so much but I’m not ready for a baby” She cried, still spinning from the shock of earlier. Ushjima sighed,
“Y/n… We won’t start a family until you’re ready… I hope we only have daughters.” He said, pulling her away gently, wiping her stray tears. She sniffled again, dabbing her eyes, feeling embarrassed but she laughed softly
“…Well I’d like to have a son too… But not because I want your family’s money. Before we met, I had a pretty good job.” She reminded herself, making him amused
“I remember… If you miss working, then you should reapply. I won’t stop you…”
Her eyes widened,
“Really?”
He nodded,
“Yeah… If its something you’re passionate about, you should pursue it” He said and she laughed, now actually feeling like she was free. She was so glad his conscious was like his father’s… Her arms wrapped around him
“Thank you for giving me the choice Wakatoshi… But now that we have been disowned, maybe I will reapply…”
He chuckled, “With my profession, I don’t think you need to worry. I just want you to be free to do whatever you want”
Y/n gripped his hand, biting her lip
“I’m not sure if I actually want to work right now… Right now, I know what I want to do… I want to come and see you play volleyball. I want to be your support because you’re my support. I want to cheer my husband on…”
Looking into his eyes, he felt his heart flutter
“Wakatoshi…” She whispered, “I love you”
Ushjima finally felt the arrow strike through his heart, he pulled her close to him and she held her breath when his lips crashed against hers. This time it was rougher than before, her arms held his neck, giving herself into his lip.
“Waka–” She tried to mewl through kisses but he kept going. It was only until they needed to breath that he parted from her, cupping the side of her face
“Me too, Y/n…” He muttered.
She gripped his jacket, her heart was racing over the edge… With heated cheeks, they stared at each other and she chewed on her bottom lip before taking the plunge
“Wakatoshi… I want to be alone with you…” She whispered and he raised a brow,
“But we’re alone here?”
Her head rested against his chest and she laughed at his obliviousness… Embarrassed, she knew the only way she could make him understand was…
“I want to have sex with you.” She blurted. He froze and she was confused when he gave no reaction. She wasn’t sure what went through his mind, making her head tilt
“Hey?” Y/n muttered but it quickly cut into a squeal when her legs lifted off the ground, her body in his arms. Alarmed, she stared at his blushing face but he remained stoic as ever, marching quickly down the streets.
“… Wakatoshi!?”
He was too timid to look at her, only muttering
“Let’s be alone together.”
~
AN: okay, so I think im tagging you guys:
Ushijima Wakatoshi: Clueless Lovers (Part 1/3)
(AN: I was very reluctant to make an Ushijima smutshot because truthfully, his personality along with Akaashi’s are the hardest to write for me. So im not very happy with this storyline but it was playing in my head for a while. I just went with the flow but sorry in advance if the storyline is boring…)
Masterlist to Haikyuu Smutshots
Smutshot (1/3)
Sounds of bird’s chirping filled the room, the bright sunlight started gleaming from the cracks of the blinds, falling onto her sleeping face. She grumbled, squinting her eyes, letting out a groan.
Her eyes opened and the first thing her blurry vision focused on was the photograph on her bedside table. She looked at the photo she had taken with her husband on their wedding day, three months ago. Her face held a small smile, whereas he remained stoic and expressionless. It always made her cringe because they both looked awkward. It was obvious in the photo there was no chemistry between them. However, people kept gushing about how they were a match made in heaven… Her parents kept insisting that he was just quiet, but he would open up to her soon.
Apparently, that’s how marriage worked… Which she thought was a bullshit excuse. She felt like she wasn’t given a choice when it the proposal came from his mother. She found her mother-in-law intimidating and strict. The lady accompanied Y/n and him on their first date… Y/n felt like she was being assessed, from the way she served tea, dressed, spoke and arranged flowers… Even though she had graduated a few years ago, her mother-in-law had asked to see her school reports and grades… It baffled her really… Throughout the interrogation, Ushijima didn’t mutter a single word. It seemed like he didn’t care really if Y/n married him… He literally just went with the flow…
It wasn’t like her mother in law was rude to Y/n, she seemed pleased with her most of the time, but his family was intense. It felt like they would chastise her if she made a single mistake. She hated visiting her in laws, they were so particular about rules and their family values. They told her that she didn’t need to work because Ushijima’s profession was enough for them to live quite comfortably, so Y/n just spent most of her days at home.
Surprisingly she got a long with her father-in-law. Although he stayed out of the family matters, he spoke to her very kindly and she felt like he was quite grounded compared to his ex-wife. She wished he was still living in Japan. They met during the wedding and he was most happy about gaining a daughter in law, she remembered how he requested she be patient with his son…
Sighing, she slowly sat up, stretching her arms before she turned around, frowning. Of course, her bed was empty… He never woke her up when he would get ready, he was always quiet when he got up. He’d shower, eat his own breakfast, change for his morning jog before going to the auditorium. She had gotten used to it since she began living with him.
She remembered how nervous she was when she changed from her wedding kimono into the see-through negligee she had timidly prepared. She had entered their bedroom, waiting for him to finish showering but when he had come out…
He glanced at her shy form once before approaching her
Ushijima neared her and she felt too timid to look into his eyes. It was her first time and she wasn’t sure how to really go about it. Holding her breath when he reached towards her, she was anxious about his touch. However, he simply dropped the blanket over her shoulders, confusing her
“You look cold.”
He mumbled before he climbed onto his side of the bed, turning the lamp off
“Goodnight.”
She sat there for a minute, very confused about what just happened. She was at a loss and all she could say was,
“Oh… Okay, goodnight…”
It confused her, she thought he was merely tired from the wedding events, but he never approached her after that either. It had been three months, but they hadn’t had sex. She wondered if he was attracted to her or someone else… They were only given 2 months of actually getting to know each other before their parents decided to go ahead with their marriage. At first, she had found him incredibly attractive and smouldering but whenever they tried talking, he remained blunt and sometimes she felt like he was coming off as rude.
After she showered, she began cleaning the apartment. It was always so quiet in her home that she had to put the television on for noise.
Even though, she was grateful that Ushijima let her decorate it their apartment anyway she wanted. Nor did he ever stop her from doing anything. He never questioned her if she went out with her friends, he never made a remark about her clothes and somehow, she would get praised by him over her cooking, which surprised her. However, what she wished was that they actually spent time together. She wanted to know her husband, everything she learnt about him was through his family and profile. She thought living together they would bond but he was so aloof.
Y/n would try sitting next to him while he watched TV but the conversation would be short and concise.
She’d try putting scary movies on, as much as she hated them, hoping he would comfort her during the terrifying scenes but again…
Nothing.
The man never understood her social cues. He’d simply just change the channel and then ask her why she would put on a scary movie in the first place if she’s scared of then….
After she finished her chores, she lay on the rug in the lounge, just glumly staring at the ceiling. She felt very stupid about her young fantasies over marriage. She always expected it to be rainbows and butterflies, her prince charming riding on a white horse, carrying her off into the sunset. Y/n always had the firm belief of having sex when she got married, its why things didn’t work out with her ex-boyfriend because he couldn’t wait ‘that long’.
When she first saw Ushijima, she wasn’t going to lie. Her heart was fluttering, and the butterflies went wild in her stomach. He was so handsome that she thought she really did find her prince charming… She let it get to her head slightly when her parents were enthusiastic about his profession and reputation. However, when he first looked at her. His stoic expression didn’t change, he stared at her while his mother and grandmother spoke to her parents…
They were given alone time awkwardly, just walking in his family garden, but she was the one who asked him questions, the only question he inquired was if she liked food…
When she said she did and enjoyed cooking, he looked pleased…
As she lay there, pondering over her husband. All she could think about was how to get closer to him… He had an extremely busy schedule due to his tournaments so it wasn’t like he could spend time with her. Today was his day off but he had already left the house…
Sitting up, she sighed again, draping an arm over her eyes…
“Ushijima-san…” She mumbled, “I can’t seem to understand you…”
~
Ushijima watched Tendou as he mushed and gushed over his baby daughter, making her laugh and giggle while he swayed the baby in his hands, pretending she was an aeroplane. The scarlet haired man hummed when he noticed his friend’s stoic expression
“Hmm? What’s up Ushiwaka? You’re quieter than usual… Trouble in paradise?”
Ushijima grunted, watching as Tendou’s daughter began babbling to him, taking his attention away again as he kept pampering Anzu
“I don’t know how to talk to my wife.” He answered, making Tendou freeze, placing Anzu his lap, letting her babble away. He leaned back on the park bench, letting out a sigh for his stressed friend
“I mean, you really didn’t say much when your mother insisted on getting you married so fast… You literally just went ‘okay’ and next thing I knew… You were hitched’” He said and Ushijima shrugged,
“Okasan insisted Y/n was the perfect match… Even Otosan likes her. I trust my parent’s judgement… It’s just…. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with my wife…” He answered
Tendou’s eyes widened,
“Um… Waka… Have you guys…” He began implying but Ushijima didn’t seem to understand
“What?”
“…Fucked?”
There was a silence between the men, his brows furrowing and Tendou noticed the pink growing on his friend’s stoic face
“Dude… You’ve been married for three months… Are you serious?”
Ushijima grunted again, trying to distract himself, he lifted the six-month-old from Tendou’s lap, setting Anzu in his own.
“We didn’t consummate our marriage on the first night… She seemed scared of me, so I haven’t touched her since then. Nor has she indicated that she wants us to get intimate in that way…”
Tendou was flummoxed,
“Why don’t you try making an effort and get to know her?” He asked and Ushijima shrugged again,
“I learnt everything about her during the marriage interview. What more can I do?”
“…I’m not surprised why your other relationships never lasted…” Tendou sighed, rubbing his temple
“Do you like her?”
“Yes.”
“No… I mean do you have romantic feelings for her?”
His brows furrowed in confusion,
“She’s my wife… Ofcourse I do… Otherwise I wouldn’t have married her…”
Tendou scratched his temple, “When was the last time you took her out on a date? My cutie and I make sure to go out at least twice a week.”
Ushijima thought over Tendou’s questions, “Before we got married.”
“… Dude… You’re going to be a divorcee in no time… Ushiwaka, if you want to know how to get close to your wife then listen up bud…” Tendou draped an arm over his friend’s shoulder, both of them peering at the happy go lucky baby as she babbled before Tendou began advising his clueless friend.
~
Y/n sighed, she had just finished shopping for groceries, carrying the heavy bags up the stairs. Her arms were aching but she carried on, climbing one step after another, ever so slowly…
“Need help?”
Y/n squeaked, almost slipping but his hands wrapped themselves on her hips, holding her still. It was embarrassing because Ushijima remained calm while her body leaned against his front.
“Ushijima-san? I-I’m sorry!” She squeaked, bowing and he was puzzled,
He just hummed when he noticed the heavy bags on her arms,
“Here, give me those” He muttered, reaching for them. She was confused, her brows furrowing
“Oh no… Let me carry them! They’re heavy”
He raised a brow, “A husband shouldn’t make his wife carry heavy things”
Y/n blushed when he kept his grip firmly on the plastic bags, calmly climbing the stairs with her following behind him. It was the first time Ushijima acknowledged her as his wife and she didn’t feel like a random roommate. They made it into the apartment where he began unpacking the groceries
“Oh Ushijima-san, wait! I need to wash the vegetables and start on dinner! I was thinking of making beef stew”
She quickly washed her hands, draping her apron over her clothes, rushing to take out the chopping board and strainer while he stood there,
“No need…” He muttered and she froze, “You don’t want to eat beef stew? I-I can make something else! Oh… But I only bought the ingredients for stew!” She rambled making him raise his brows
“No… I meant there’s no need for you to cook. We’re going out for dinner.”
“Huh?”
She stared at him, utterly confused. Did he just suggest going out for dinner? Clearing her throat, she laughed it off
“Oh? Are we meeting Okasan tonight? She never mentioned–”
“No. Only we’re going out for dinner.”
“Just you and me?” She asked again, pointing between them, really trying to grasp the situation and he nodded,
“Do you not want to–”
“No!” She blurted, trying calm her excitement, “N-No, I am really looking forward to it!”
He gave her a small smile, making her blush, fiddling with the end of her apron, now not knowing what to say until he broke the silence again.
“There’s still some time before dinner, let’s get ready then.”
He noticed the large smile stretched on her face, untying her apron and putting everything back into place before she excitedly rushed to their bedroom. He began walking towards his own closet, taking out a nice outfit before looking at her. She was confused, holding two outfits up, really thinking over her choice…
“That one…” He answered, making her look at him. He pointed to the dress and she looked at it. It was a little fancy but nothing over the top, however she was more surprised by how involved he was trying to be.
“Okay…” She blushed, putting the other outfit back in her closet. Setting her clothes neatly on the bed…
He let her get ready in peace, and she really did her best making an effort with her makeup and hair. She was excited to go out on a date with her husband, even if it was just a simple dinner. It wasn’t like him to take the initiative, but she felt ever so happy while getting ready. Applying the finishing touches, she felt nice dressing up for someone else.
Standing up, she searched for her heels slipping them on her feet before she heard him clear his throat, glancing at him, she smiled shyly
“Sorry for taking so long”
Ushijima simply shook his head, “No need to apologise…” He gave her form a once over, his eyes slowly scanning her body before looking at her face.
“You look beautiful.”
Y/n’s eyed widened and her cheeks and ears began burning up. Did he just compliment her? She actually wanted to pinch herself to check if she was dreaming.
He was confused, walking towards her, placing his hand to her forehead, making her breath hitch
“Are you feeling unwell? Your body feels like it is burning up… Perhaps we should cancel–”
“Oh, no! It’s just a little stuffy in this room! We don’t need to cancel!” Y/n squeaked, the last thing she wanted was to cancel this rare opportunity with him. He looked reluctant but he nodded, looking at her chest.
She was embarrassed again,
“This dress was the right choice. It’ll look nice with this” He muttered, going towards his drawers.
“What will?” She asked, watching him take a box out, handing it to her.
“Ushijima-san, what is this–” Her words were cut loose when she lifted the lid, looking at the necklace inside. It was simply beautiful, leaving her wordless.
“Can I really accept this?” She asked in astonishment and he nodded,
“Of course, its for you.”
She lifted the necklace out of the box before she handed it to him, timidly
“Will you put it on me?” She asked and he froze, his cheeks heated up when she stood in front of him, lifting her hair, showing her the nape of her delicate neck. He tried to control his fingers from shaking, fiddling with the tiny clasp at the back. Grunting he finally managed to open it, locking it in place.
“It’s beautiful! Thank you!” She grinned and he looked away, nodding.
“Shall we go?” Y/n asked, lifting her purse and he grunted, leading her out of their apartment.
There was a slight distance between them as they walked down the roads. She glanced at him while he calmly looked ahead. Her fingers felt the necklace resting above her cleavage, wondering what had gotten to him all of a sudden.
“How was your day? I didn’t hear you this morning…” She began
Ushijima glanced at her, shrugging
“You’re a deep sleeper.” He answered, making her laugh sheepishly
“I’ll try getting up earlier”
He shook his head, “You don’t have to, it’s good to get rest. You stay up late compared to me…”
“Right…”
The silence arose again, but it seemed like he walked slower so that she could keep up to him. She looked at his arm, contemplating whether she should hold his hand…
‘But what if he gets creeped out? We’ve never even kissed except on our wedding…’ She bitterly thought, clenching her fingers into a fist. She didn’t notice him come closer to her side and it was only when a bunch of rowdy passers by walked past them that his hand slid around her back, holding her hip. He pulled her close, startling her. Her heart was racing, just from the feel of his large hand, holding onto her.
“They should really be careful…” He mumbled before letting her flushed form go. She felt a little disappointed but he only surprised her further when he gripped her hand.
“Ushijima-san?” She looked at him, noticing his ears were burning red, despite his calm face
“It’s getting crowded, I don’t want you to get lost” He reasoned and she nodded, just intertwining her fingers with his. He could feel how dainty her hand was, encompassed by his. It made him feel like she was truly fragile… She focused on the shops that they walked by, trying to concentrate on anything but the situation she was in right now
“…I met Tendou today… My childhood friend…” He answered, bringing her attention back and she smiled,
“The chocolatier that has an adorable daughter? He’s quite quirky but I like him! His wife’s really sweet as well. I think she’s absolutely adorable, quite shy compared to Tendou-san”
Ushijima nodded, “She didn’t come today, but he brought Anzu to the park. We caught up on our lives.”
“You both became best friends in high school, right?”
He nodded, “We played volleyball together… Tendou was quite talented but I’m glad he’s enjoying what he does now.”
“How did his wife and him meet? Were they an arranged marriage as well?” She asked and he shook his head,
“No. They were neighbours. He helped her write her book and she helped him with his chocolate”
Her eyes widened, “Oh… That’s pretty cute…”
Her voice trailed off and she went a bit glum, a sliver of her wished she had a truly romantic story to tell people of how she met her husband… But it was quite boring…
She hummed when she noticed the restaurant they were approaching
“Oh, this is…”
“You mentioned it the day we met… You said you always wanted to try this place, right?” He asked her. She squeezed his hand unintentionally form the excitement, beaming at the fancy place in front of her. She heard that they had phenomenal food, her mouth always watered when she saw their Instagram posts. Leading her inside, it was surreal. In her excitement, she clung onto his arm while looking around.
“Reservation?” A waitress asked and he nodded,
“Ushijima.”
She checked the roster before smiling,
“Right this way sir.”
Y/n was flabbergasted, when they were lead to a secluded table in a very lovely corner of the restaurant,
“Oh gosh! I’ve been dreaming of coming here but they’re always booked! How did you manage to get a reservation!?” She asked and he shrugged,
“Tendou knows the owner… So he got a table for us” Ushijima answered truthfully, watching her giddy expression. He pulled her chair for her, letting her seat herself before taking his own seat.
“You remembered I wanted to come here?” She asked, registering what he had said earlier. Ushijima glanced at her face, nodding
“Yes. You were quite enthusiastic about trying the steak here…”
Y/n hummed, “You paid attention to what I said…”
His brows furrowed, “Ofcourse I did. I always listen to what you’re saying…”
He picked the menu up, quietly scanning the dishes but Y/n couldn’t help but pry… This really felt like a dream
“I don’t understand… Why all of a sudden did you want to go out?”
He set the menu down, eyes burrowing into hers, making her shy again
“Ushijima san…?”
“Because you’ve been taking care of our home every single day… You deserve a night of rest. I appreciate returning to a clean and welcoming home every day with fresh meals you’ve prepared… You’re my wife and you should be spoiled by me.”
She was sitting in her seat, astonished by his revelation. She felt the joy build up inside her, it felt so good to be truly appreciated by her reserved husband. A smile etched on her face, making his cheeks warm but it went undetected because of the dim candlelight sitting in the middle of their table.
“Thank you… I’ve tried really hard because I want to get along with you… It feels wonderful to be acknowledged by you…”
A waiter interrupted them, taking them away from this rare moment to take their orders, which they both had forgotten. A few awkward minutes were spent skimming through the menu before they finally chose what they wanted… He thanked the couple, leaving them alone once again but they had no idea what to say…
She stared at him, contemplating whether to carry on her earlier conversation, letting her mouth move before she could stop.
“…Actually… I also am grateful to you.”
“…You are?”
She nodded, unfolding her napkin, setting it neatly on her lap to distract herself because she was sure she’d melt from embarrassment if she looked into his face, mumbling
“You have been working really hard to provide a comfortable lifestyle for us and… You haven’t been an overbearing husband once, you let me have my space and make my own choices… I think I’m lucky…”
He was taken aback, staring at her features. Maybe he hadn’t seen it before but Ushijima suddenly realised just how beautiful the women sitting across him was. She noticed him staring, shyly tucking a stray piece of her hair, behind her ear. It made his eyes widen,
It was the second time, he felt a familiar spark in his heart… He hadn’t felt like that since the day he had seen her…
He remembered walking into his family tea room where she was sitting next to her parents, adorned in a floral kimono. He remembered when they made eye contact and she immediately lowered her gaze, she seemed very shy, fiddling with a stray lock of her hair, pushing it behind her ear… The timid smile she had on her lips had done something to his heart…
“Your orders” A voice distracted them and she beamed when she saw the steak she had been craving. He was quite impressed by his own order, making his mouth water when he smelt the delish aroma wafted from his plate. They both looked at each other once again, smiling
“Itadakimasu” They said at the same time, before taking their first bites. She moaned in delight, holding the side of her face happily as she tasted heaven. He felt amused looking at her reaction. Her eyes open, realising he was watching her but she simply cut another piece, holding the fork in front of his lips
“Try some! It’s delicious!”
Ushijima swallowed, the blush on his face growing. He had never been fed by another person but he parted his lips for her, letting her feed him. She watched his brows lift, humming
“Its really good…” He muttered and she grinned, “Right!? It tastes even better than I imagined! How’s your food?”
He looked at the seafood on his plate and then at her. He tried to copy what she just did, shovelling the fish on his fork, bringing it to her lips
“Try it and tell me”
Y/n felt the butterflies in her stomach begin fluttering, she leaned forward her lips wrapping on the fork, taking a bite.
“Oh my… It’s delicious!”
Ushijima smiled, resuming his meal
“It is”
Their evening went pleasantly and Y/n felt more comfortable with him. She slipped her hand into his, gripping it and he didn’t pull away, just lacing his fingers with her before walking towards their home
“I really enjoyed myself, Ushijima-san! Thank you for taking me there” She chirped. He looked around before humming,
“The food was really good… We should go again”
Y/n laughed, “I’d love that!”
Again that spark ignited in his heart, he squeezed her hand
“Is there anything else you’d like to do?” He asked and Y/n stopped walking, she had many things she wanted to do with him but it couldn’t be fit into one night. She really thought it over,
“Y/n?” He asked and she broke from her thoughts,
“Um… I guess I’d like to take a picture”
He was confused, giving her a weird look, “You want me to buy you a camera?” He asked and she shook her head,
“No… I meant I would like to take a photo of us… It’s our first date as a married couple and I’d like to cherish this memory… The only other photos we have together are from the wedding…”
“Okay, sure”
She fiddled with her purse, now feeling silly when she pulled her phone out. He stood next to her, watching her struggle to open the camera app, cursing when the front facing camera revealed an unflattering angle on her. Flustered, she angled the camera, but she realised his head was out of the frame
“Um… Could you bend closer?” She asked and he listened to her. She smiled awkwardly, clicking the photo and they both peered into the screen. She sweatdropped looking at the weird composition. He looked very unbothered and her lips looked crooked…
“Nevermind…” She mumbled but he gripped her phone
“This angle is better”
He held it above her face, his other hand going around her shoulders, pulling her close. She tried to calm her pounding heart, smiling with him as he clicked the photo. This time she looked at the screen, she burst into a fit of giggles looking at his strange forced smile…
(AN: Y'all im thinking about that one photo of Ushijima…)
“Why are you laughing?” He asked but she shook her head, still giggling
“Nothing… I like this one”
He frowned, “I’m not good in front of cameras… I’ve been told my smile is…. Unsettling…” He rubbed the back of his neck and she pouted,
“That’s not true… I think you look very sweet…”
He looked at the photo once again before grabbing her phone, pulling her close again. She was shy and didn’t register him clicking the camera again before humming at the screen
“I like this one” He said and she looked at the screen. It was her flustered face looking at his but he didn’t seem stoic here, in fact his expression seemed soft…
“Oh… I really like this…”
Ushjima held her hand again,
“Come on, we should get home”
She couldn’t see the blush he sported, his broad back facing her but she felt the warmth growing in her chest, feeling utter fondness for her husband.
~
Once they reached home, both of them quietly began preparing for bed. She was drying her hair when he lay his jacket on the bed with his belt
“The bath’s still warm… I set some towels for you as well” She said and he nodded,
“Thank you…”
He walked towards their bathroom, shutting the door behind himself and Y/n set her towel aside, looking at his clothes
“I should probably hang these in the closet” She muttered to herself, grabbing his jacket and draping it over her forearm. She made her way to his closet, opening the door but she cursed when his jacket slid off her arm. Quickly grabbing a hanger, she bent down to pick the jacket up, hanging it neatly in the closet. She didn’t realise a folded paper had dropped until she closed the closet.
“What’s this…” She muttered, unfolding it. She was met with bold words, confusing her, reading the words scribbled on…
“…’Tendou’s Tips on Romancing Your Wife…?” She read, perplexed as she went over the ‘tips’…
1. Do small things for her.
2. Spend time with her. (Tendou takes his wife on dates, twice a week)
3. Ask her to dress in something you like.
4. Hold her hand in public.
5. Recognize her efforts.
6. Tell her she is beautiful.
Sitting on the edge of their bed, she kept reading the notes over and over again… She didn’t hear the bathroom door opening as he stood there, trying his own hair. She noticed how focused her face was, furrowing his brows
“Y/n, are you alright?”
She was still puzzled, looking at him…
“What’s this…?” She asked him, lifting the paper to show him the contents. Ushijima’s brows widened, feeling like a deer in headlights …
i have a feeling that wakatoshi sends you pictures of dogs and cats he meets to you when he comes across them when he runs and it’ll just be the animals face and a caption of “for you :)” and he thinks it’ll make you smile or even the sunrises bc he runs at like 4 or 5 am he’s insane and since you get up to get ready for work you’ll open it and it’ll probably have the picture attached with a small message saying “the sunrise reminded me of you because it’s pretty :)” and he’s never done that before for anyone but started when you mentioned to him how u saw a tiktok of a guy doing that to his s/o and you thought it was so cute, so he started too and he never fails to remind you how amazing you are to him, with lots and lots of forehead and knuckle kisses.
