#ushioi — college au, pining
Oikawa has been patiently waiting for Ushijima to realize that their relationship has never been purely physical.
Their arrangement wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a way for co-captains and stressed-out college students to blow off steam.
Oikawa has been patiently waiting for Ushijima to realize that their relationship has never been purely physical.
Their arrangement wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a way for co-captains and stressed-out college students to blow off steam.
Something simple, something casual.
But right from the beginning, Ushijima had made that impossible.
But right from the beginning, Ushijima had made that impossible.
“It is late. Would you like to stay over?” Ushijima asked while kissing the length of Oikawa’s neck.
“There is a restaurant right outside of campus that I think you would enjoy,” Ushijima said with certainty and pride as he reached for Oikawa’s hand.
“There is a restaurant right outside of campus that I think you would enjoy,” Ushijima said with certainty and pride as he reached for Oikawa’s hand.
“I do not understand this, but it reminded me of something you told me last week. Perhaps this will make you smile,” Ushijima said, like his words wouldn’t have a kaleidoscope of butterflies taking flight and finding a home in Oikawa’s stomach.
Oikawa didn’t stand a chance against Ushijima’s warm, gentle touches and pretty, thoughtful words. What else was he supposed to do except fall for this boy, whose affections, though unspoken, were plainly felt every moment they spent in each other’s space?
Truth be told, Oikawa has never been patient, but he has also never been confident enough to believe that Ushijima wouldn’t be chased away once he found someone who didn’t have Oikawa’s list of flaws.
Perhaps someone less mercurial, someone less vain, someone less prone to playing mind games.
But what Oikawa know is this: Ushijima would be hard-pressed to find someone just as brilliant, ambitious, and /hungry/ as he is.
But what Oikawa know is this: Ushijima would be hard-pressed to find someone just as brilliant, ambitious, and /hungry/ as he is.
Someone like Oikawa, like the boy he called breathtaking after his setter dump gave them their winning point, like the boy he treats with boundless veneration, no matter where they were or who they were around.
And while they didn’t talk about being exclusive, Oikawa knows Ushijima had been faithful to him since the very first day.
No, not since their arrangement began.
Since the day they first met.
No, not since their arrangement began.
Since the day they first met.
So Oikawa waits, even if he’s not fond of it, even if he’s not used to it, even if part of him remains fearful that he will be wrong.
Because if Ushijima needs a little more time to come to these conclusions himself—if he needs more time to see the strings binding them together—then so be it.
In the meantime, Oikawa lets himself enjoy the warm, gentle touches and pretty, thoughtful words, choosing to believe there will be more in their shared future.
(When it finally does happen, they’re laying in Ushijima’s bed, wrapped up in each other, inseparable and so very clearly in love.
“May I court you, Tooru?” Ushijima asks, heart racing against Oikawa’s back.
Oikawa smiles while rolling his eyes. “You already have, Baka-Toshi.”)
“May I court you, Tooru?” Ushijima asks, heart racing against Oikawa’s back.
Oikawa smiles while rolling his eyes. “You already have, Baka-Toshi.”)
/ Thank you for giving me this idea! 🤍
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