The confusion in his olive eyes led me to believe that he didn't know what he preferred. I guess that's only to be expected from a volleyball idiot like himself.
"I like volleyball," Ushijima sheepishly said.
Chuckling, I threw my face into my palm.
"Jesus! You're hopeless."
His eyes darted away from mine and he shifted on the bed.
"How the hell did love come into your conversation anyhow?" I questioned.
He simply shrugged.
God.
"B-But," he stuttered. "I'd like to find out what I like." It sounded more like a question than a statement.
Turning to look at me, his eyes pleaded for answers. Answers that I may or may not have.
Ah, what the hell?
I leaned close to him again, placing my hand on the back of his. Inching my face closer to his, I saw the pink dusting run across his cheeks.
"Would you like for me to help you?"
Ushijima gulped as his eyes glanced at my lips, which wore a smirk. He slowly nodded, looking back into my eyes.
My fingers trailed up his arm before resting my hand on his chest. I could feel his thumping heart in my palm.
He placed his shaky hand on my wrist and stared at me with half closed eyes.
Thank you god for this opportunity!!!!
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I Can Free You || UshiTen
FanfictionUshijima is struggling with some personal feelings and he turns to Tendō for help. Suddenly feeling self conscious, Ushijima becomes embarrassed to say his thoughts aloud. Upon opening up to his best friend, Ushijima learns a thing or two from Tendō...
