Thread by @pettykawas

#ushioi — college au

“Oikawa,” Kuroo says as he approaches Oikawa’s seat. “I didn’t know you went to Shiratorizawa.”

Oikawa, who had been resting his head on his folded arms, straightens up and shoots Kuroo with an icy glare. He’s still groggy from the night he had, but he isn’t so tired that he’d let such obvious lies slide. He opens his mouth to protest—

Sawamura snorts behind him and beats him to it.

“He didn’t.”

Kuroo’s falters. “Then why are you wearing their jacket?”

Sure enough, when Oikawa looks down, he sees the school’s signature shade of purple covering his arms—how could he have missed that?—and lining the hem of the jacket.

In his haste to get to class, Oikawa took Ushijima’s jacket instead of his.

“We have the same class, Tooru,” Ushijima had said, still naked under the duvet while Oikawa frantically got dressed.

“Yes, but we can’t enter at the same time! It’ll be too obvious!”

Well, so much for that.

Warmth crawls swiftly from Oikawa’s neck to his cheeks, and he stammers as he searches for the words that would get him out of this sticky situation.

Then Ushijima enters the room, and his very new boyfriend’s eyes immediately land on Oikawa’s torso, before slowly trailing upwards to meet Oikawa’s eyes.

Oikawa gulps at the /satisfaction/ staring back at him.

“Oh. /Oh/, I get it,” Kuroo says, smirking once more.

When Ushijima takes his seat beside Oikawa, he boldly reaches for the other boy’s hand.

Ushijima smiles softly.

“Shiratorizawa looks good on you.”

(And that is how the students of Waseda find out that their volleyball team’s ace and setter are dating.)

/ + the amazing Keio made art based off this! 🥺 look at Ushijima’s satisfied expression vs Oikawa’s flustered face aaaahhh 🤍

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