ushijima x reader

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     (A/N: i am slowly realizing this is the most self-indulgent thing i have ever written

a/a/n: yeah i said before i was gonna change it to make it slower paced but fuck that it'll still be slow burn-ish.. just like...emphasis on the 'burn'

a/a/a/n; been almost a year since ive even touched this account but i need to practice my writing so im gonna write another story thing prob aot ,,, but i have like 3 more chapters after this written from before so ill edit them cuz ppl like this story lulz maybe ill write more but i made this main woman so edgy that shes extra i need to reel her in ttyl xoxo )

    Your day was pretty fun altogether, and for a while you truly believed you might be able to fit in here. Tendou asked for your phone number just in case you wanted to do anything in the future. No one would have done something like that at home. You got home just to see a text from him already.

Wakatoshi says he's sorry :3

Ushijima this, Ushijima that. Who gave him anything to be so important? Only your second day here, you tell yourself. Just relax. 

tell him to say that to me himself :p

You finally cleaned up and showered, enjoyed one of your final smokes for a very long time with some heavily buttered popcorn, and turned on the repetitive crime show you've seen thousands of times. You wished your old life away and welcomed a trashy existence in Japan. School was already much harder here, you already had assignments due Monday that you haven't started. 

A friend from home called you, and you talked for hours before you realized it was five in the morning on Sunday. They were with everyone else, all your old friends who you left behind. You said hi and talked to them as if you were really there. You think you fell asleep on the call, because you didn't remember hanging up when you woke up the next day. 

Once again, you wake up to your phone. Must be one popular hoe. 

Until you realized it was Tendou was calling you. For the now 25th time. 

WE ARE OUTSIDE!!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We? 

Oh no. He really  took my text seriously. 

How did he even know where I live? He may be slightly insane. 

You drag yourself out of bed with a blanket wrapped around you and opened your door. As you had expected, Tendou was outside with Ushijima behind him. 

"Jesus Christ, you're a mess."

"I kno-," Tendou pushed Ushijima into your apartment and then closed the door. 

"You're both friends with me, so now I'm making you be friends with each other."

His voice was muted behind the door, but it was clear that he was moving something large and heavy up to it. 

Is this really how issues are solved here?

You pushed past Ushijima and tried to open it, but no matter how many times you tried it wouldn't open. Ushijima's eyebrows furrowed as he tries himself, but fails, almost breaking your door handle in the process. He somehow didn't seem as shocked or urgent. 

You could imagine Tendou's face through the door. Very sly, you thought to yourself, very evil.

"You wanted to tell me you were sorry?" Ushijima questioned you. 

You hated Tendou and his ploy more and more by the second. You bang on the door and shout his name, but no one answered. Was it a fucking fridge blocking that door?