made to love you || ushijima wakatoshi x reader

thirteen

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"Wait, so you're telling me he literally ran to your house after he got your voicemail? Like, instead of just calling you back?"

 
    You grunted, gritting your teeth as you pushed your way through the one-minute plank you were doing, and nodded, "Yeah. He just showed up."

 
    You were in the middle of one of your physical therapy sessions, focusing on trying to get strength back into your right arm and your right leg into working condition. You still couldn't bend it due to your knee, so the exercises you could do there were limited. Which meant you tended to do things like this a lot- exercises that helped your arm and didn't make you bend your leg. One of your favorite nurses, Nivin, was accompanying you today. She sat on a nearby piece of equipment, snacking on something and listening to you retell the whole Ushijima fiasco.

 
    "Girl." She deadpanned, shaking her head and leaning back, "And he still doesn't think he has feelings for you? Make it make sense."

 
    You laughed, though it was more like a gasp as your body shook with the effort to keep it up. You glanced up at the nurse, smiling a little, "I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised if it was just platonic, he's the type of person to go that far for the people he cares about."

 
    "Mm. But here's the thing. As someone older and wiser than you, I know how shit like this goes. And based on what you've told me, I'm pretty damn sure he's crazy for you. He just might not realize it yet."

 
    The timer signifying you were done with your planking went off, and you collapsed onto the ground with a relieved sigh. Rolling onto your back, you grabbed your towel and dabbed at your forehead while your whole body ached. You stared at the ceiling, thinking about Nivin's words. They were quite familiar at this point.

 
    Pretty much everyone in your life told you that he had feelings for you. Everyone but him. And how were you supposed to believe it if it didn't come from him? You didn't want to get your hopes up, not when it was extremely unlikely that someone like him would like you, but you couldn't help it. Everyone saying this to you made you feel like maybe there was a chance, which was cruel. Cruel because there wasn't a chance. There couldn't be.

 
    "Are we talking about Ushijima? Did something happen? Last I heard, the two of you weren't talking."

You looked up, watching as Sofi, another nurse and Nivin's wife, walked into the room and over to her partner. Nivin smiled up at her,  gently grabbing her wrist.

 
"Hey. I missed you."

 
Sofi gagged, though it was clearly fake, "Disgusting. All gays should burn."

 
Nivin rolled her eyes, letting go of Sofi and scooting over so the other woman could sit down, "When I literally divorce you."

 
"Mm. You'd miss me too much, mamas."

 
"Not the one who holds me hostage in bed every morning when I'm supposed to get up saying I'd miss them too much."

 
"Anyways," Sofi said quickly, directing the subject away from what they'd just been talking about, "I wanna know what's going on with Ushijima. Tell me."

 
"Well." You sighed, propping yourself up on your elbows, "To give the short version, we didn't talk for a month. Then I missed him too much, so I called him. He didn't answer, but I left a voicemail. I explained how I felt- how I missed him, how my feelings had only grown stronger, how I wanted to fix things. I told him I was sorry, and that I forgave him. All that shit. Then I left it at that, hoping he'd call me back soon.