❝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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Ushijima made sure to tell exactly what you told him to tell Romero and his wife. Every word, exactly. And as Romero and his wife listened, they almost took out a note to jot down everything Ushijima was telling them. Romero was not that surprised at all, it's his wife who seems rather astounded.
But when Ushijima told them it's what Aren's mother said, she smiled and told Ushijima that all mothers are like that. He doubt that though, since his mother was not like that.
After that and a few reminders to Aren, Ushijima drove back to his place. He was in time to see you in the living room, already dressed in that white dress with purple accent that Ushijima remember buying before. When he said you look good in purple, you said you look good in everything. And by chance Ushijima suddenly blurt that out.
"But I think you'll look better in nothing."
He saw your look of astonishment, eyes wide before you blink rapidly, unable to form any comprehensive sentence for a few seconds before you managed to compose yourself.
"What now?" you said, the surprise vanishing in your face before a smile that's more of a smirk managed to outstretch your lips. "You know your way with words now, Wakatoshi."
