Because I can’t get enough of your writing, so I hope you don’t mind if I request songfic of Ushijima and his gf.. The song is Last Kiss by Taylor Swift and the situation is based on the lyrics.. Thank you😄

Really angsty and short but I feel like it captures the
essence of the song. I hope you like it!

Last Kiss by Taylor Swift – Ushijima

Sitting on the floor of your bedroom, you stare at the
images going past your thumb as you scroll through seemingly endless pictures
of Wakatoshi and his team. Sadness clenches your heart, squeezing like a vice
until tears drip down your cheeks. You weren’t surprised that he took the opportunity
given to him to join the ranks of a professional team. No, you
were surprised when a week after he left, he texted you to say it was over.
When you asked what he meant he replied bluntly, “Our relationship. I just can’t
focus the way I need to knowing you’re back home waiting for me. I’m sorry,
_____, but you’ll find someone who really deserves you.”

After that, you never heard from him again; at least not
directly. You and Tendou had become quite close during your years of dating his
best friend and even though it was a bit awkward, the friendship remained after
the breakup, mainly because Wakatoshi wasn’t around. The one to make it
awkward, you suppose, is you because you can’t stop yourself from asking about
your ex every time you and Tendou manage to get together.

“______-chan, you need to let him go,” he said one day over
coffee. “This isn’t healthy. He’s…he’s not coming back and even if he did, and
I say this still loving the guy like my bro, would you even want him after what he did?”

That question smacked you in the face like a cold, wet towel
but you knew the truth. You knew, given the chance, you would take Wakatoshi back.

And that set you on a trail of fantasies, dreams of him
returning to Japan with flowers and sweet words and acting pretty much nothing like the man you dated but so
much what you longed for to happen. Only all of it blew up in your face today when
pictures of him and one particular woman started popping up on social media.
She’s a volleyball player, of course, gorgeous, well-built and with a nice
smile. You want to hate her, but you can’t.

But you can’t hate him either. Because if this is what could
have happened while you were still together, well, maybe it was for the best
that he severed the ties so ruthlessly.

A mirthless chuckle exits your lips into the silence of the
room and you curl up, clad in his old high school sweatshirt, knowing that for
you, the longing and the want is far from over.

You just hope you don’t end up dying from a broken heart.

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