𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃. ushijima [ ✓ ]

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spiked - chapter twenty nine

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[y/n] clicked his pen over and over again, his phone propped against his Iphone stand as he hastily scribbled things down on his paper.

"He's still staying in Miyagi isn't he" A deep voice said from his speakers, the male on the other end doing his homework.

The soccer player just nodded, "Yeah, just not attending school in person."

Despite the cheerful look on his face, [y/n] still felt like something was wrong. He was unnerved by the fact that the tanned male sacrificed his last year just for his safety.

Ushijima sighed on the other end, already knowing what was going through the [h/c] haired male's mind, "[y/n]."

He jumped up in his seat, smiling once he realized his name was being called, "Yeah?"

"Don't worry, if it's Yamamoto I'm sure he has something up his sleeve."

An imaginary question mark floated above [y/n]'s head before he nodded slowly, "Okay..."

[y/n] went back to the task at hand, looking up at his laptop every now and then when a notification sound went off.

A laugh escaped his mouth before he typed on his keyboard, a happy gleam in his eyes.

Taking notice of his, Ushijima rested his hand on his cheek as he watched the person he liked having the time of his life, "Is planning events that fun?"

Nods came from the [h/c] haired soccer player, "Mhm! It's even more special because it's Ryouta's farewell party."

"You act as if you're never gonna see him again."

Typing fingers faltered slightly, going unnoticed to the ace. [y/n] smiled, "I hope that day never comes."

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Nationals went by as quickly as it came. Shiratorizawa's team came out on top due to the power duo dubbed as "Unstoppable". These two were unsurprisingly consisting of their team captain, Ryouta Yamamoto, and their first year star player, [f/n] [l/n].

Happy tears flowed out of the team's eyes when they scored their final goal as a team, all of them running into one big group hug surrounding their captain. Though their hearts twisted painfully at the thought of the black haired male never playing with them again, at the very least they could go out with a memorable bang.

Many of their friends stood on the sidelines, along with their parents that cheered and watched them play.

[y/n] knew of the cold yellow eyes that were following him as he hugged his best friend, his captain, but he didn't care. He wasn't going to let her ruin the last happy moment he'd have with him.