MangoOnee-chan

Not only had you recently moved into your boyfriends place just so you two could see one another more but he had grown twice as annoying. You just came home from work and decided to take a shower telling your annoying and forgetful boyfriend you'd be down in a bit. Growing accustom to walking around naked with one another would take a bit. As you laid your clothes on the counter and towel aside, you went to get things out and remove your yucky make up from your face and look clean. Music playing from your phone as you got yourself comfortable and relaxed. "HHOOOO!" came his loud voice along with the banging on the door, resulting in you dr

Note: >Movie references are strong in this fanfic >So is language (Beware of Profanities. A lot of it.) >I own nothing but the text >Open links at your own discretion >Requested by IvoryFeline75 (https://www.deviantart.com/ivoryfeline75) When It Comes to Us It was two AM in the morning when you woke up practically swimming in your own sweat. For a while, you just stayed in bed groaning, whilst trying to wake yourself the fuck up, or at least be conscious enough to drag yourself towards the living room to open the apartment door and pass out on your couch. Throughout the past month, the heat has been picking up so waking up in the middle of the night because of the air's

    Ushijima didn't like talking. He spent long intervals of time with his mouth closed and his brain roaring. His mind thought the things his lips never dared to say - and he often listened to them more than anything else. His introspections were the most silent during two times: when his emotions took control of every cell in his body, and when [Name] was visible to the eye (which could be considered as the same thing).    [Name] was always a subconscious thought in Ushijima's mind; every detail about her had been drilled into his brain. For example, how she spoke with such ease and consideration; which made Ushijima deem each word that l

author's note: this fic contains spoilers regarding Ushijima’s family situation (ch. 176). *            The ambiance of the airport is excessively festive, with an obscenely large Christmas tree placed at the center of the waiting area, and under it are neatly wrapped presents, which Ushijima quickly deduces are merely empty boxes inside. Crowds of people are bustling about, carrying with them heavy suitcases while greeting their loved ones with affectionate kisses beneath the bright, glittering Christmas lights dangling haphazardly on white, sterile walls; some have gone inside the duty-free to do their last minute shopping amid the