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Masquarade // Ushijima Wakatoshi

SORRY NOT SORRY ABOUT THE PICTURE

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You wandered around the crowded ballroom, your elegant, (favorite pastel color) dress trailing behind you, hiding your legs. The flats which matched your dress clicked against the clean, elegant floor, as you searched for nothing in particular. Your (skin color) features remained hidden by your most beautiful peacock mask, the colors of that matching with your dress as well.

You ceased your walking when a strong hand tugged on your arm, and you looked up to find a well-built male behind a deep purpleish-pink falcon mask.

You smiled gently, immediately recognizing the man behind the mask.

"Hello, Wakatoshi-kun."

The corners of his lips curled up ever so slightly, as he loosened his grip on your arm.

"Hello, (f/n). Long time no see."

He bowed, offering his hand to you. "Would you care to dance?"  You slipped your palm within his, giggling slightly, as he stood back up, leading you to the dance floor.

You snaked your arms around his shoulders, his own arms sliding around your waist. You both began to sway side to side, enjoying the melodic song that was playing.

"So how is Shiratorizawa?" You asked, looking deep behind his mask, into his gorgeous olive eyes.

"You should have gone." Ushijima said, his lips barely moving. "You would have liked it." You giggled once more. "Niiyama is much closer to my house. Plus their volleyball team is a powerhouse."

"So I've heard." Ushijima muttered.

"Now that I think about it, Did Oikawa end up going to shiratorizawa?" You asked, cocking your head sideways a bit.

Ushijima twitched slightly. "No. He went to Aoba Johsai."

"Figures. Iwaizumi went there, right?"

"Yes. That would be right."

You sighed, remembering the setter that Ushijima had wanted on his team oh so bad. You didn't blame Ushijima for being selfish and wanting Oikawa to himself, the two would be unstoppable together. You couldn't blame Oikawa either, he and Iwaizumi had been best friends since they were little kids.

You both remained silent, neither of you saying a word. That was, until Ushijima broke it. "(F/n)." He said in his stern and sexy voice.

"Yes, Wakatoshi?" You hummed.

"I'm in love with you."

You jumped at his bluntness. After three years of not seeing eachother, he decides to tell this to you now?

"W- why now?" You stuttered, gulping deeply. 

"I thought that maybe I was allergic to you or something, so I went to the doctor. Every time I would look at you, even if it were a picture, my heart would race and my fave would get hot."

You blinked, not knowing how to react. Allergic? To another person? That's... Ridiculous!

You attempted to hold back your laughter, you could tell that your childhood crush was serious about what he was saying. But of course, your attempt was a failure.

"Pfffffahahahaha!! Wakatoshi, that's ridiculous!!" You laughed, putting your hand over your mouth.

"I'm being serious, (f/n)." He said, his tone not hesitating. "I know, I know!! It's just that.. You can't be allergic to another person!"

Ushijima blushed under his mask.

"But don't worry, Wakatoshi." You sighed finally.

"Maybe we can hang out sometime? Like a date?" You asked.

"Like a date, or a date?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"A date." You smiled, and he nodded.

And so, the two of you danced the night away, getting tipsy on soda, with a few smooches here and there. Ushijima walked you home once the masquerade was boring the two of you.

You bid eachother your goodbyes, exchanging phone numbers. You were relieved to meet the gentleman once more, excited to see him once more.

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