It's been a couple of hours since the dinner. I was relieved; Ushijima was talking to me. I was still confused about how he was approaching the situation. His personality hot and cold. I kept telling myself, that he still cared for me. The situation was tricky. I shook my head and hit to take a shower. I softly later doze off to sleep that night.
I woke up, cause I slept early, around 9 pm. So I wake up at 5 am.
My stomach churned cause of anxiety. Today was the first match between Japan vs Zeldians.
I couldn't help but wonder how the match was going to be like.
I quickly took a shower. I wore my outfit for the day despite it being early and head out.
The sun was out and ready, but the atmosphere was misty.
I walked outside the hotel lobby and went to a conbini. I bought some food and decided to eat near a bench outside, watching the misty morning lift away.
From a distance, I saw Ushijima going out for a jog. I thought the boys were supposed to rest until the match.
I carefully observed him as he jogged away. I didn't bother to call out his name. I already felt weird about our relationship.
I hear a voice from a distance.
"May I sit?" I hear the voice say.
I quickly turn. It was a tallboy.
"My name is Victor." He spoke. He was a foreigner. But he spoke in Japanese.
"Oh I was about to leave...." I tried to get up.
"No sit, sit. I insist." he kindly spoke.
His hair was white. His body was slender and fit. I assumed he was one of the Olympians from one of the countries.
"You here for Olympics?" He asks. I nod and show him my badge.
"oooh nutrionist. You're one of the support staff. Important stuff." He chuckled. I looked confused.
"I thought you were one of the players." He said.
"hahha No. just one of those foreigner staff for a Japanese team....volleyball. Volleyball team.." I speak, completing my sentences randomly.
"That makes two of us...." Victor spoke solemnly. Later, he showed his badge ID as well.
It said "Coach. Figure Ice Skating. Japan Unit".
"Victor Nikiforov???" I exclaim.
He chuckled.
"You know me?" He asks.
" I think anyone who lived in Canada will." I said.
"Right!" He looked up at the sky, giggling a little.
"What Made you decide to be a coach in Japan?". I suddenly asked curiously as to why he wasn't helping his own country.
"Same as you." He replied. His answered startled me.
"I guess, faith and love...." He smirked.
"Huh..." I wonder.
"Aren't you famous Ushijima's special friend?" he asks.
"How do you know?" I stood up.
"Russians and Zeldians little friendly nowadays." He winked.
"This is making me uncomfortable." I spoke, unsure.
"Well, that's just simple old olympic gossip. Sportsmen and Sportswomen are celebraties in their own right when its Olympics. You might need to get used to those soon." He said.
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Sweet Tooth [Ushijima x Reader]
FanfictionWhat happens when you are the only who knows that the world-famous, strict, stoic Ushijima Wakatoshi has a weakness? He got a sweet tooth. The "World's most Fit Volleyball Player" has a thing for the desserts that you make. You later getting dragged...