you don't own me

9

song tip: i am not a robot - marina and the diamonds (thanks son)

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"natsu, sweetheart, have you packed everything?"

"yep!" natsu smiled proudly, holding up her bulky suitcase. "i'm excited!"

"me too," oikawa smiled, opening the door, looking around the bare apartment.

he was gonna miss this, but only a little.

things had changed between ushijima and himself, ever since they had started talking about feelings. he found himself slowly but surely falling for the man. so he finally decided to take him up on his offer. natsu, of course, was delighted.

ushijima's chauffeur drove them over, and ushijima was already pacing in front of the gate. he smiled when they arrived, opening the electronic fence himself with the password.

natsu ran to him and jumped, ushijima frantically catching her in his arms. she giggled loudly. oikawa smiled at the sight as he pulled their luggage out, carrying it over.

"good to see you," ushijima smiled at him. oikawa could feel his heart flutter.

his smile was adorable.

"good to see you too," he smiled back, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"let's get your stuff inside," ushijima replied, trying to brush it off — but oikawa spotted the small blush on his cheekbones. he chuckled to himself as ushijima lifted up the suitcases, natsu still clinging on to him. oikawa followed close behind.

"so, uhm, natsu has her own room, for sure. and oikawa, you can choose where you want to stay," he said, walking in to the mansion.

"does that include next to you?" oikawa laughed. ushijima nearly dropped the suitcases.

"if you want to."

"stop being so shy, you big baby," oikawa smirked. "it's strange."

"sorry, i uhm... don't really know how to handle love that well." he smiled lopsidedly at oikawa. "sorry for that."

"let me do that part," oikawa chuckled, "you just be yourself."

"what if i want to spoil you too?"

"i'll be glad to show you how."

"i'd be glad to learn," he replied. "anyway, natsu's room."

natsu jumped down and opened the door for them, gasping when she saw the room.

"otou-chan! it's a princess room!" she squealed happily, jumping on to the queen sized bed.

the room was white with golden and marble decorations, chandelier and all. it was indeed princess worthy.

natsu disappeared between the pillows on her bed, before reappearing again, giggling happily. "thank you, ushi-otou-chan!"

ushijima looked at her, wide eyed.

"ushi-otou-chan..?"

"you're my new other dad, right?" she asked, smiling.

ushijima glanced at oikawa, who was laughing at his daughters actions.

he took his hand carefully. "yeah. i guess."

"ushi-otou-chan!" she giggled, running over to the two men, hugging them both — or, well, their legs.

"natsu, why don't you start putting your things away? i'll be right back to help you," oikawa smiled, leaning down to her level.

"okay, otou-chan!"

natsu took her suitcase and opened it as oikawa and ushijima exited the room. "sorry about that, her calling you her father. that may or may not have been my fault."

"that's fine. i was just surprised," he shrugged. "i supposed i'd never head anyone call me dad."

"daddy," oikawa winked. ushijima flushed bright red, causing him to laugh. "just kidding. but c'mon, you would've found someone eventually."

"i was thirty-six and single with no dating experience."

"well, them just be glad you met me," oikawa grinned, taking ushijima's free hand and pulling him along to the master bedroom.

"i've missed this place," he announced as he entered the room, pulling off his jacket. the spacious room with balcony and all surely was a picture of perfection.

"i'm glad to have you here," ushjima said seriously. "to have you in my life."

oikawa turned to him. "you are?" he grinned.

"i am. very."

oikawa wrapped his arms around his neck, kissing him softly. "i'm happy to be here too, ushiwaka."

"ushiwaka?" he laughed softly.

"what, it's not totally adorable?"

"yes. yes it is."

"you're such a sap."

"and here i thought i'd try to be romantic."

"it's much appreciated," oikawa chuckled. "anyway, let's check up on the little devil, shall we?"

—

the rest of the day was calm. peaceful. happy. ushijima hadn't been happier in his life.

he was lying in bed, reading a magazine, listening to the rhythmic sound of water hitting tiles coming from the bathroom which was attached to the master bedroom. the window to the balcony was open, and the late summer sun was just starting to set. the air was warm, with a pleasant breeze accompanying it. natsu was sleeping a few rooms over.

ushijima couldn't wish for a better situation than he was in now.

the way his relationship with oikawa had developed so quickly was mind-blowing, and he wouldn't have it any other way. he was happy that they were still comfortable with playful banter. the way oikawa loved to make him blush and smile — and the way he could let himself do that.

oikawa exited the bathroom minutes later, wearing black briefs and one of ushijima's blouses. he sauntered over to the bed, crawling on to it, and straddling ushijima's torso.

"hey there," he grinned, peeking at him over his magazine. ushijima raised his eyebrows.

"hey yourself."

"wanna know a secret?" oikawa said, smile huge.

"sure."

"i love you."

ushijima blushed as he set the magazine on his night stand, directing his full attention to oikawa. "you do?"

"mhm!" he nodded, running his fingers over ushijima's neck and collarbones. "i really do. and i wanted to thank you. for taking us in. because that's really sweet, and i love it here, and natsu's happier than she's ever been." he chuckled nervously. "especially with a real father figure."

"you're the best father figure she could ever have," ushijima said firmly, hands on oikawa's hips.

"i'm more of a mother figure."

"you're both. and that's something admirable."

oikawa leaned in to kiss him softly. "thank you," he whispered, repositioning himself so he could lie down on ushijima's chest, ushijima's arms around him.

no, he really wouldn't have it any other way.