𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥 | Wakatoshi Ushijima x Reader

He doesn't know, does he?

Four classes of the day later, your energy moral is definitely low. You're dragging your feet with a yawn beside Ushijima. He notices your down mood and mentally tries to find the words to say to you. You feel his eyes linger on you longer than usual.

"Something wrong Toshi?"

He calmly looks away from you. Not ashamed you caught him staring.

"What should we have for dinner tonight?" His lips remain parted, he adds another question before you can respond to the first. "Is there something special you want?"

Your mood brightens when you hear Ushijima's offer. Grabbing hold of his bicep, you stop him from walking. "Wait, are you saying you'll make us anything I ask for?"

"Within our budget. Yes."

A smile etches onto your face and you happily jump in excitement. Ushijima's an immaculate cook but there's one dish he excels at.

Hayashi rice.

The meal that happens to be Ushijima's favorite.

"How about hayashi rice?" You suggest the idea and Ushijima holds no objection. He walks forward, your hand pulled away from his bicep.

"Let's go get the ingredients since we're out."

"Alright!" You happily hurry after him. But your face grows sour when a flash of red hair zooms right beside Ushijima. Your secluded moment with Ushijima is now cut short. Even though you two share an apartment, the two of you tend to keep to yourselves in your own rooms. So any moment where you're out together is precious.

Tendō easily reads your lackluster expression. He snickers at it before focusing on Ushijima. "Hey bud! How were your classes? Eyed any cute girls?"

Ushijima's stoic expression is unwavering when he focuses on walking to his destination. "You know the answer to your question, yet you ask anyway." Tendō chuckles from Ushijima's blunt answer. He glances over to you with a Cheshire cat like smile. "Say, Y/N. What about you? Any cuties in your classes?"

You raise an eyebrow when you look over at Tendō. Everyone knows your feelings for Ushijima but the man himself. Tendō wiggles his eyebrows energetically.

You whisper out an 'oh' when you realize what he's doing.

"No. My sights are already on someone." You lace your arms around Ushijima's buff biceps and like always, he makes no reaction to it. He quietly looks over to you. Your heart starts to race when his olive colored eyes focus on you.

"Don't let Semi find out." Ushijima mumbles.

Your brows furrow together and Tendō also looks confused.

"W-What does Eita have to do with this topic?" You stammer out. Ushijima looks forward, noticing Semi leaning against the pillar of the university entrance gates. He's flipping through a book, focused.