"A favor?" Your brow raised with a gentle laugh as you tilted your head to the side in confusion, your eyes meeting with olive colored ones, "What favor?"

He adjusted the sides of his shirt. "My mother was invited to an event. She wants to bring me to introduce me to some volleyball people."

"Congratulations?" You questioned in response.

He nodded. "I need a date."

"Oh."

"I'd like you to come with me as my date," His nodded affirmatively.

What?

A bright blush formed on your face, "S-Sure? When is it?"

"It's in 2 days."

Your mouth went agape, your eye slightly twitching before you spoke, "I'm guessing I have to dress up.... right?"

"Yes. We can go shopping together when we get back."

You smiled, slightly giddy. Being Wakatoshi's date would be interesting.

~

Stepping into the mall, you heaved a heavy sigh, before perking upwards.

"Do you have an idea about what you want?" Wakatoshi glanced in your direction.

"I think," You pondered for a short moment, "I don't want anything too fancy."

"Why?"

"I don't think too fancy looks really good on me," You awkwardly rubbed the back of your neck with a forced smile.

"I disagree," He shrugged, "I think you would look good with something fancy but if you think otherwise then I suppose."

A blush had begun to form on your face before he looked away from you, glancing towards a shop.

"I think that shop has good things," He offered, before beginning to walk forwards. You trailed after the taller male as he stepped into the shop, slightly ducking to avoid the sign.

"It's.... fancy," You mentioned, looking around you.

"It is," He nodded in agreeance before taking a step forwards, looking over some suits before pulling one out, turning around to face you, "What do you think of this one?"

"It looks okay," You mumbled, before wandering elsewhere, glancing over the the various outfits.

"Look! It's (L.Name)!" A familiar voice called out, and you turned to face it.

"Ah. Hello there Oshin and Gin. What are you guys doing here?"

"We were just going shopping and he needed a suit," Gin mentioned, throwing his arm over his friends' shoulder with a grin.

"What are you doing here (L.Name)?" Oshin questioned.

"I'm looking for a suit. I'm going to an event," You awkwardly chuckled.

"Awwe you're too cute (L.Name)," Gin cooed. You only awkwardly chuckled at the comment, hoping someone would come help you.

From a few feet away, olive colored eyes glared holes into the heads of the two boys in anger. What were they doing?

"(Name), did you find anything?" A deep voice called out, and a relieved sigh escaped your lips.

"Wakatoshi! No I didn't find anything yet," You laughed, trotting towards him.

"Hi there Ushijima," Gin greeted, his hand extended.

"Hello," Wakatoshi blankly replied, not bothering to shake the male's hand- much to his surprise as well. Why was he acting so impolite?

"Well we need to get going," You mentioned, grabbing Wakatoshi's hand before dragging him away with a smile, "See you guys around."

"Bye (L.Name)!" Gin waved before being dragged away by his friend.

"I feel like they're everywhere," You laughed, running a hand through h/c hair. Wakatoshi remained silent, his lips slightly pulling into a frown at the unpleasant thought of those two boys hitting on you, "Are you okay Wakatoshi?"

"I'm fine."

"If you're sure," You grumbled, not wanting to pry further, "Anyways, did you find anything?"

"No. I already have mine ready."

"You could've told me," You pouted, "You didn't have to come with me. I could've gone alone."

"It's fine. You're my date so I should go with you."

You're my date, you're my date, you're my date. You repeated in your head with a flushed face.

"L-Let's keep looking."

He nodded as you guided him out the shop.

~

"I think I found the one," You nodded to yourself, taking a step out of the changing room.

Wakatoshi felt his heartbeat suddenly race, his eyes slightly widening as he glanced at you up and down your body. He didn't know why- but he couldn't help it. Even if the outfit wasn't the most extravagant, the way the white dress shirt perfectly fit your body, and hugged at your sides was attractive. He also couldn't help but notice how the shirt was tucked into your pants, pressed up against your defined form. To put it simply, the outfit on you was nothing short of flattering.

"You look amazing (Name)," Although you couldn't hear any emotion in his voice, he was being serious, all while being unable to pry his eyes away from your frame.

That outfit made it hard not to look at you.

"Do you think?" You turned to face the mirror, your back towards him, "Are you sure it's not too formal?"

"No. I think it's fine."

"I'm glad," You sighed, your shoulders slightly drooping as you once again turned to face him, your hands leisurely resting on your hips, "I'm getting tired of looking.... Are you really sure this is the one?"

"I think the search was worth it," He shrugged, "Yes, (Name). This is the one. You look good."

With the new look, you couldn't help but feel a bit more confident, a small blush forming on your face before a smirk tugged at your lips, "Do you wanna... see it up close?"

He gulped at the opportunity, slowly standing up. He felt his breaths get heavy, as he took a few steps forwards, olive colored eyes fixated on your form as he moved closer, and closer until you were backed up against the wall of the changing room, your old outfit neatly folded at the side. His eyes locked with yours, his leg gently kicking the door close as his hand moved to your waist, the other moving to your cheek.

"A-Aren't you going to do something?" You challenged, and the male's brow raised, slowly moving downwards as your head slightly tilted to the side. Your lips finally interlocked as you pressed up against the olive haired male, his hand roughly moving to the back of your head. He mildly pulled you closer to him, and you could feel a small smile form on his face through the kiss. He passionately caressed the side of your cheek, your scent practically driving him insane as he slowly pulled away from you, only to rest his head on your shoulder, pulling you into a tight hug as his hands made their way around your waist. Your hands made their way to olive colored locks, leisurely running themselves through it with a delighted sigh.

Yeah. This suit was definitely the one.