𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 | S. Manjiro x Reader

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The next days were quiet troublesome. (Y/n) was most of the time spending their time with Emi, talking about parents, while Emi tried her best to paint a true smile up on her friend's face. Yet again, Mikey tried his best to catch (Y/n)'s attention, although they most likely ignored him.

Did Mikey worry about them? Yes, of course, the two of them were close friends, regardless, yet again, he didn't listened to Draken, who was literally telling him that perhaps (Y/n) needs some time alone, with their friends or such, yet he couldn't help. He wanted to talk with them so badly.

If you wonder, why was (Y/n) so quiet, well then, here's the answer. Their parents were having another fight, and, well, a smaller accident happened. Their father attacked their mother, and their mother was immidiately hospitalised on the spot. (Y/n) decided to sleep at Emi's place till their mother was back safe and sound, of course.

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A day had passed, and Christmas was already knocking on the door. Mikey couldn't help but he wanted to talk with (Y/n). He was worried, yet they always shutted him out. He was irritated, yet worried. Did he do something wrong? Did something happen? Alot of thoughts have flashed through his mind.

One day, in the afternoon, he waited for (Y/n) outside the school. (Y/n) was just wearing a confused expression on their face. "Mikey..? Uhm.. what are youu doing here..?" they muttered under their breath, as they looked at Mikey, their (e/c) irises boring into his.

"(Y/n), we need to talk." The blonde said, holding a serious look on his blank face. (Y/n) actually never seen him that serious, yet they felt the light of fear spreading in their body. They were afraid that their friendship will end. Yet they couldn't even imagine what they would do without Mikey, he was like a treasure to them.

(Y/n) just followed after Mikey, and once they caught up with him, they were walking beside him. Their conversation was quiet. Not even a single word. They used to speak alot back then though, not like now, sadly. As soon as the two have arrived to a private area, where they could talk, a small sigh escaped Mikey's lips.

"(Y/n)-chin, did something happen? You haven't even spoke a word with me since yesterday.." he muttered under his breath, a few hints of pain in his voice. (Y/n)'s (e/c) irises were glancing on the ground. Should they tell him what happened? They were unsure, yet, they still decided to speak, in the sake of the friendship they created.

"Well.. you see.. my parents got into a fight... again.." they muttered under their breath, their eyes still glued on the ground, not even taking a look at the blone. Mikey just listened, his face twisting in worry, everyone who would see him could read him easily, like an open book.

"And.. my mother was hospitalised that night.." they muttered under their breath, as they felt their eyes watering. And later on, tears were flowing on their cheeks. They released smaller sniffs, and suddenly, Mikey pulled them inside a warm hug. They could feel his warmth, it was so warm. They never wanted to let go ever again.

(Y/n)'s eyes just drowned in tears as they snuggled his shoulder, making it wet with their tears. Mikey just patted their back, they weren't really used to, or did he know who to comfort people at all. "Shh, everything's going to be alright, (Y/n)-chin." he said, as he held them tightly.

"B-but what if it won't? Life is not a fairy tale.." they said in between sniffs, while Mikey was patting now their head, their (h/c) locks. "I know, no need to worry.." he muttered under his breath, a sad smile plastering on his face.

"Eh? What... what do you mean..?" they said, letting go of him as their (e/c) irises met his, his pinch black, dull ones. How can his eyes be so dull yet so beautiful? "I have a brother.. who's ten years older than me!" he said, holding his typical carefree, yet a glimpse of sadness in his smile. (Y/n) stopped crying, and just listened to him.

"He.. he was killed two years ago.." he muttered under his breath, his smile suddenly disapearing. (Y/n) just gasped, they were wearing a sad, yet worried expression on their face. "I'm.. I'm sorry to hear that, Mikey.." was all they could say, they were simply running out of words to say, they were speechless.

Mikey held now another sad, yet carefree smile on his face. "It all happened in the past, (Y/n)... there's.. there's no need to be worried about..!" he said, as he just smiled, hiding all of the pain caused in his heart. "Now, how about we.. go somewhere warmer? It's getting colder.." he said. The two didn't even realised how low the temperature was until now.

"Y-yeah, right! Let's go!" (Y/n) said, as they grabbed his hand, his warm hand meeting their cold one, as they dragged him to a smaller cafeteria ish place. "I'm still sorry though.." they muttered under their breath as they took a seat on one of the chairs. "Huh? For what?" he asked, as he furrowed an eyebrow.

"For not talking to you.. and uhh.. your shoulder- it's wet 'cuz of my tears-" they said. Mikey glanced at his shoulder, seeing that it was wet. A small frown escaped his lips, then he chuckled. (Y/n) couldn't help but blush a little bit as they could the glimpse of his chuckle. 'God, why are they so adorable foe a delinquent?!' they thought.

Later on, the two ordered some hot chocolate. And as soon as their order came, Mikey payed for the two drinks. And as soon as that waitress walked away, Mikey glanced at (Y/n). "Sooo, you excited for tomorrow?" he asked, his smile now fading from sad to nothing but pure excitement and happiness. (Y/n) furrowed an eyebrow, their face twisting in nothing but confusion. "Eh? Why? What day is it tomorrow..?" they asked.

"The gifting day, dumbass! Christmas! How can you forget that!" he said, as a small glimpse of his laughter filled the empty space. Some people were giving the two weird stares, yet some could care less. "Oi, Mikey! Shut up, people are looking at us!" (Y/n) whispered, as they held a quiet angry expression on their face, yet they weren't angry at all.

"Alright, alright! But aren't you excited!" he said, now a bit more quieter than earlier, to which (Y/n) couldn't reply with anything but a small nod. "Well, of course! I wonder who will be my secret gifter!" they said, cheerfully. "Me too!" the blonde said, as he was smiling still widely.

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