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#ushiiwa , florist!Ushi
The bell rings as the door to the shop is flung open causing Ushijima Wakatoshi, the owner, to look up.
“Fuck, please tell me you can save it!” The customer begs, setting the potted plant onto the counter.
It’s…not pretty.+
The bell rings as the door to the shop is flung open causing Ushijima Wakatoshi, the owner, to look up.
“Fuck, please tell me you can save it!” The customer begs, setting the potted plant onto the counter.
It’s…not pretty.+
“What did you do to it?” Ushijima asks, running a finger over the wilted leaves.
The spiky haired man runs his fingers through his hair, saying, “I don’t know what happened? I followed my boyfriend’s directions but he’s coming back in a week and I’ve killed our plant.” +
The spiky haired man runs his fingers through his hair, saying, “I don’t know what happened? I followed my boyfriend’s directions but he’s coming back in a week and I’ve killed our plant.” +
Hmming in response, Ushijima takes the plant from the customer, ignoring the shock that runs thru his body as their fingers brush. He sets it under the counter light, examining it for several minutes.
“I can rescue this.”
The customer looks incredibly relieved. +
“I can rescue this.”
The customer looks incredibly relieved. +
Okay I have not been able to stop thinking about this. It's a little different with it being #UshiIwa with DILF Ushijima
cw // age gap and mentions of cheating (not Ushiwaka though, he would never) nsfw
cw // age gap and mentions of cheating (not Ushiwaka though, he would never) nsfw
Hajime rubs his eyes, still swollen from crying, and crusty with sleep. He had hoped that he would wake up and this would all be some terrible dream, but the sterile guest room that greets him when he wakes up quickly brings him back to reality.
"Fuck," he whimpers, pressing his palms into his hands.
The night had started out so perfectly. Being long distance is hard, but they (or at least Hajime) was determined to make it work. He and his boyfriend had been together since their first year of high school.
The night had started out so perfectly. Being long distance is hard, but they (or at least Hajime) was determined to make it work. He and his boyfriend had been together since their first year of high school.
need to dump this here for #ushiiwa, a parallel to my take on oihina's brazil fling i have yet to write still
iwaizumi and ushijima sit side by side, hand in hand in the stall nearest to the glass wall of the place's entrance. the former is busy reading a book, holding it with—
iwaizumi and ushijima sit side by side, hand in hand in the stall nearest to the glass wall of the place's entrance. the former is busy reading a book, holding it with—
—his other hand; whereas the latter, busy watching the former whilst occasionally sipping on his cup of macchiato.
contemplating whether or not he should voice the thought that has been bugging his mind since, well, last week: the day they agreed to meet for yet again another—
contemplating whether or not he should voice the thought that has been bugging his mind since, well, last week: the day they agreed to meet for yet again another—
—casual hangout. he would say study session, but he knew iwaizumi pertained to times such as this as hanging out. and however iwaizumi liked to call things, ushijima had long decided he'd allow to be.
besides, it isn't like ushijima comes to see iwaizumi to /study/, anyway.
besides, it isn't like ushijima comes to see iwaizumi to /study/, anyway.
