❝𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨, 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a professional volleyball player and a supermodel found themselves living in the same hou...
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"Why don't we get married Y/n?"
His question was so nonchalant that you almost chuck your phone out of the window. The fact that you can see him through the video call isn't exactly helping alleviate the annoyance you're feeling right now. His expression is the same stoic as always.
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, counting in your head before you opened them.
"Listen here, Wakatoshi," you started. "You don't ask a woman that kind of question with that kind of tone and stoic expression."
You've heard of guys breaking up on the phone, but you've never heard one proposing like this. And you never realize how annoying it is than the former.
"But will you say yes?" he suddenly asked. "If I were to propose?"
"You can hardly call that a proposal?" you said before feeling something you've never felt for a long while as you averted your gaze elsewhere and in a tone like a mutter you continued. "If you're going to propose, at least do it in a way that I would like."
"Then tell me what you like."
The fleeting moment of feeling flustered vanish as fast as it came and you tore your gaze from the window to look back at Ushijima. "Why are we even on that topic?"
