Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x Oikawa Tooru
A/N: This was for UshiOi Week (@ushioiweek2020â) but I wasnât able to make the deadline. I wrote Ushijima and Tendou scenes on a writerâs block, phew. Thank you to Risa for beta reading this! I owe it all to you!I have quite a number of Haikyuu one-shot ideas, including thrillers and angst, I still need to write. But uni is taking a lot of my time and I havenât fully surpassed my writerâs block yet (hence, why Iâve been posting less and less). If you enjoyed it, donât hesitate to comment. See you on the next! Nevertheless, I hope you love the story as much as I loved writing it!
Ushijima stared at the slightly breathless wonder in front of him as he skidded to a halt. His eyes twinkled, just a bitâin a way they usually did when he was amused but tried hard not to be. Oikawa looked spectacular. Utterly and completely spectacular. A little stiff on the edges, but spectacular
It was a terrible date. Until it wasnât.
The usually loud metropolis was quiet as a wraith as Tendou and Ushijima waited for the bus home. The kiss of smooth, cold breeze enveloped them both, making Tendou shiver.
Tendou rubbed his hands on his arms as the condensation of his breath blew against the low temperature before whipping his head to the side, only to see Ushijima dart his gaze to the road, patiently waiting. He didnât care at all about the freezing temperature, standing still as the bus finally arrived, making Tendou frown at their differences.
He would always find himself beside Ushijima as it seemed they always came in a pair. And he knew how different they were. Tendou was the lively one, while Ushijima remained as composed as ever. For a moment, he thought heâd never outdo the captain of the team, but Tendou had a girlfriend waiting for him, waiting for a message regarding his whereabouts.
That alone was enough to make him think he was ahead of the stoic captain. And as a serial dater, Tendou knows how girls turn into something else when their boyfriends donât text back in two minutes.
But when he took out his phone, it was dead.
So the horror that produced sweat on his forehead cascaded down from his neck, even in the temperature, was accompanied by a hammering chest. He knew he needed to shoot his girlfriend a message.
He was left with no choice but to ask Ushijima to borrow his phone. As he fumbled through his friendâs phone after he had no choice, something piqued his interest.
Tendou paid a short glance beside him and his mouth formed a sly smile. The shock mixed with amusement on his face was inexplicable when he saw the Tinder app on his best friendâs phone. He covered his mouth to stifle a snort, careful not to wake passengers in their slumber in the back row, late at night from volleyball practice.
Ushijima directed his attention at Tendou, who was looking at him maliciously. The moment his eyes landed on the phone, he understood why.
He tried to hide his surprise, but failed miserably as he quickly tried to retrieve his phone back from Tendou.
Thanks to all the blocking techniques Tendou learned from the team, he held the phone as high as he could out of Ushijimaâs reach. There was no way Ushijima could retrieve his phone without pushing Tendou over and making a scene since he sat on the window side.
âHm,â Tendou teased. âSince when did you have this?â
âI donât know why itâs in there. Give it back,â Ushijima argued with a straight face, but the falter in his voice was enough to prove that he was lying. And he wasnât a good liar.
