𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃. ushijima [ ✓ ]

daddy | 08

I don't do many author's notes, if at all any, but I want to take this time to thank you guys for the first big milestone of 1000 reads and 100 votes!

It's baffling the amount of love and support I'm receiving for this book, and I didn't expect it to grow so fast in such a short amount of time. 

Even if I don't reply, I am always delighted to see your comments about [y/n]'s remarks of our wonderful farmer boy, and they make my day!

[f/a] - favorite animal

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spiked - chapter eight

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The days after the match was uneventful as Shiratorizawa practiced hard for nationals, [y/n] being busy as well due to important events coming up right around the corner.

However, this didn't stop [y/n] from seeing a certain ace as he ran through the halls, a bright smile on his face as he greeted his upperclassmen excitedly. 

It was lunchtime, so the classrooms were fairly empty besides those who ate inside. As [y/n] neared the familiar classroom, he burst through the doors, calling out a name that frequently left his mouth. 

"Ushijima-senpai!"

The ace turned his head and didn't look surprised when he stared into the familiar orbs of [y/n]'s [e/c] eyes.

"[l/n]-san." He greeted, blinking confusedly when he saw that the male was hiding something behind him.

[y/n] sat down on top of the desk in front of him, pouting at the formal name, "Just call me [y/n] okay? You're my daddy after all~"

Ushijima decided to ignore the last comment and nodded, "Alright, [y/n]."

The first year smile grew brighter as he questioned the volleyball ace, "You remember what I texted you the other day right?"

"About the surprise?"

"Yup!" 

[y/n] then brought forth what was behind him and showed it to Ushijima, "Happy father's day Ushijima-senpai~" 

"I'm not your father [y/n]."

"In bed you are~"

Ushijima once again ignored it and took the [c] colored present and opened it before immediately closing it.

"This is lube [y/n]."

The soccer player just smiled, "Yup~ we can use it later cause I know you're packing..." The male started laughing before leaning over and giving Ushijima a surprise kiss on the cheeks, "Mwah, there's more too. How dirty minded are you to just notice the lube hm?"

[y/n] seem to disregard the fact that the bottle was a neon color, but Ushijima opened it up again anyways.

This time, he was able to see the soft [f/a] plushie and he took it out with extreme care.

"It's my favorite animal," [y/n] eyes seemed to dull a little bit, "So you can take it with you to college and always have a piece of me,"

Ushijima stared gently at the stuffed animal, seeing a slight resemblance between the two. He set it down slowly, making sure it was sitting upright and wouldn't fall over as he looked inside the box again. 

His slender fingers pulled out a small keychain, the object being a soccer jersey with a number on it.

"That's the number I've always chosen for soccer, it's my lucky number." [y/n]'s confidence seemed to waver as he embarrassingly waved his hands in front of him, "Ah you don't need to put it on anywhere haha I was just thinking it would be nice to keep a piece of me like attached to your backpack or something, I don't know haha. You really don't have to put it on anywhere Ushijima-senpai hahaha..."

However, the ace didn't respond as he just attached the keychain to his bag, making [y/n]'s face erupt in bright pink.

"U-ushijima-senpai? You didn't have to-"

"Thank you."

[y/n]'s words got caught in his throat as he stared at Ushijima. His lips curved as he smiled cutely, "Of course!"

As Ushijima put away the presents besides the keychain, [y/n] brought out matching bento boxes.

"I prepared your favorite food as well, Ushijima-senpai! It's been a long time since we've eaten together," [y/n] said as he laid out the food in front of them, "I made it myself!"

[y/n] didn't elaborate how much he stressed over the food, but Ushijima noticed the small tape on his hands.

The two ate peacefully, [y/n] talking a lot as Ushijima responded with short sentences. 

[y/n] then brought out a can of soda, drinking it as Ushijima stared at him.

"Can I have some?"

[y/n]'s mouth was full, but he extended the can towards the spiker with no complaints.

'An indirect kiss with Ushijima-senpai!'

However, his can was declined as Ushijima leaned over the desk and locked lips with [y/n]. The male's eyes widened in shock as Ushijima shoved in tongue inside.

[y/n] eventually gave in and responded to the kiss, a little bit of soda trickling from the corner of his mouth as the two locked lips.

When they finally separated, [y/n]'s mind was all fuzzy as Ushijima licked his lips.

"Thanks, that was good."

[y/n] stared in disbelief as a loud alarm sound rang through his mind.

When [y/n] opened his eyes once again, he stared at the familiar white ceiling in his bedroom. His pants were soaked as he placed an arm over his eyes. A loud sigh escaped his lips as his hands traveled downwards.

"I hate it here."