MELLIFLUOUS USHIJIMA X READER

CPTR 6

- Master chef

You were sitting in your jet, as you were barely awake, typing away on your laptop.

You were currently on 20 hours, of the 21 hour flight. It was save to say you had lost your sanity. You guys had stopped half way, before resuming the crazy long flight.

You had eventually fallen asleep on your seat, your laptop still on your lap.

You were woken up by the sound of your phone ringing.

Father | incoming call
Accept/decline

"Hello."

"Y/n. Have you landed yet."

You actually weren't sure about that. You pushed the small curtain aside, the sun shining directly in your face.

You rubbed your eyes, looking outside. It seemed like you had actually already landed. And that was easily confirmed when one of the staff members came out, telling you what you had just figured out. You nodded, thanking everyone before getting off board.

"Y/N?"

You had completely forgotten that your dad was still on the other side of the line.

"Right sorry."
"I have."

"Good."
"I have given Ushijima your
number so the two of you
can figure everything out."

He had completely slipped your mind.

"He's here too?"

"Yes. The two of you are staying at the same hotel. You are supposed to be picked up at the same time, is he not there?"

You were about to look around when you noticed him in the corner of your eye.

"He is, I'll keep you updated."

-

"Oikawa."
He nodded, acknowledging you.
He knew how much you hated
being called by your last name.

"Ushijima."
You forced a smile.

"I suggest we get going."
He suggested, walking straight to the limo.

'What's with dad and hiring limo's.'
Either way, you followed after him, helping the driver put away your luggage before getting in.

The ride was pretty much quiet, neither of you bothering for small talk.

"Are you not tired of working so much?" He genuinely asked, looking at you typing on your laptop.

"My job is my greatest value." You answered, neither confirming nor denying, it was pretty obvious which one it would be.

He hummed, the rest of the ride being filled with silence.

When the limo finally arrived at its destination, the both of you got out, dragging your luggage to the reception.

"Good morning, I have a reservation under the name Oikawa."

"The two bedroom."

You raised your brows, slightly lifting up your shades.

"What was that."

"The two bedroom penthouse suite."

"You've got to be joking."

"I really am not."

You and Ushijima exchanged a glance before you stepped aside, calling Harue.