𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. deaf fem! reader x ushijima wakatoshi

𝐯. 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞

ushijima wakatoshi was now facing the biggest predicament in his time alive so far. it made him sick; it ate at him day in and day out. the new feeling was foreign, and the ace wasn't sure what exactly he should be doing to rid himself of it.

but the thing was, he didn't wish to.

"ou-shi-g-ma-san," the male affectionately recalled the first time you said his name aloud. it was the first thing he ever heard you speak. he remembered how admirable you looked trying to pronounce his name.

"ushijima-san," the professor's voice called his attention from the front of the room.

"ah, i apologize." ushijima turned his head and gazed out one of the classroom windows.

"maaann, you were totally spaced out there," tendo exclaimed. "could a certain [y/n]-chan be the cause?" the red-head wiggled his eyebrows.

"she is," ushijima replied bluntly.

semi, yamagata, goshiki, and tendo all gasped. even reon and shirabu looked surprised at the ace's rare and honest answers.

"you must really like her if you're telling us this," reon commented. "i have a feeling you want to ask us for help..."

"help? help for the great ushijima! move aside people, miracle boy satori is here with answers and advice for all your troubles!"

"shut up, tendo. you're only good for guess blocking," shirabu interjected.

"aww, i'm hurt. you really shouldn't talk to your senpai that wayy~"

semi placed a hand on ushijima's shoulder. "what is it, wakatoshi?"

"i... i'm not good with words."

"you want to tell her how you feel?" reon guessed. the ace shook his head once in affirmation.

"she means a lot to me. i feel as strongly about her as i do volleyball, and when i'm with her, i feel myself being able to open up more. i want to tell her how i feel – with words, with signs... i want her to know that i– i like her," ushijima admitted the last part so suddenly that it took him too by surprise.

"i'm glad you're sharing this with us. i'm actually kinda moved," yamagata laughed.

"but i thought she was pretty first! you never said anything when i asked you!"

"you're so stupid goshiki," shirabu muttered causing an argument to break out between the two males.

"well, i don't know about you guys, but i think i have a few ideas," reon offered.

it was almost time. ushijima had never once been nervous. not until now. he had always gone into games with a cool and confident mindset. the pressure he felt was new, and his hands twitched with anxiety. ushijima did not know how to tell you – he could not even begin to speak upon the plethora of emotions he felt when it came to you.

he only hoped that his actions would be enough. even if he was not able to tell you with words, the feelings he wished to express would hopefully shine through.

mika wanted to meet up by the gym instead of our usual spot? i guess she's waiting for semi today. well, works out for me since i wanted to ushijima anyway.

you walked over towards shiratorizawa's gyms quickly, before getting there, you pulled out your phone to send a quick message to your friend.