You never imagined ending up with Ushijima. At first glance, he’s the epitome of bluntness—quiet, serious, with that ever-present slight frown that makes him look almost untouchable. But that was just your initial impression.

When you first met him, his presence was intimidating. His piercing gaze could pin you in place like a hawk sizing up its prey, and his deep voice rumbled from his chest, low and steady, even when he was just saying a few words. And let’s be honest—his overall look? It was almost unfair how effortlessly gorgeous he was, with sharp features that seemed carved from stone.

But now, after all this time, he’s your boyfriend. And the contrast between what you first thought and what he actually is couldn’t be more striking.

He’s not really quiet, not in the way you assumed. Instead, he listens—really listens. He never interrupts when you’re talking, completely absorbed in the sound of your voice, like it’s the only thing that matters in that moment. You sometimes catch him with this soft look in his eyes, a far cry from the stoic exterior he wears like armor.

One night, as you sit curled up on the couch, talking about your day, you realize this isn’t just about having someone to talk to. Ushijima listens because he genuinely wants to know every little detail about you. Remember that time you told him how much you loved the small, almost shy gesture he made—how he hesitated before reaching out to hold your hand? You never expected him to remember, let alone do it more often.

And it’s not just words or gestures. Sometimes, when you’re tangled up together—him holding you close, the heat of his body pressed against yours—you feel it most clearly.

Right now, Ushijima is sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands locked firmly around your hips like he’s anchoring you to him, and nowhere else. His nose grazes the soft skin of your neck, sending a warm shiver through you as his breath fans gently over it.

"You did tell me you loved it when I acted like this, right?" His voice is low, almost teasing, but with that unmistakable Ushijima seriousness behind it. His head lifts just enough for his eyes to meet yours, searching for the answer.

You smile, heart fluttering at how tender he is beneath all that intensity. "Yeah, you’re doing it perfectly."

A slow grin spreads on his face, the faintest crack in his usually stoic expression. "Good," he says softly. "Because I’m not planning to stop anytime soon."

And just like that, the intimidating Ushijima you once thought you knew melts away, revealing the boy who’s quietly, fiercely devoted to you—one small gesture at a time.