the guilt that you felt towards him was overwhelming. you hated to admit it to him, but the only person who deserved better than this was him. you couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed though. were you really worth fighting a battle? were you worthy to be loved? you felt so lost. you were so overwhelmed by the amount of negative thoughts and the feeling of guilt that you didn't realise that the purple-haired male was already on its way back to the door. "i'm sorry." you called out as soon as he stepped outside again, stopping him in his tracks with your sudden outburst. "we shouldn't be together, but... maybe we can give it a chance. after all this mess, i want to go on a date with you. will you stay? if i told you everything about me? if i shared with you something that i haven't shared with anyone in years?" you felt as if you had finally found some courage in you to speak and look him straight in the eye. you held onto the railing as you waited anxiously for him to speak. you didn't know what reaction he might have. it was too hard to predict, too hard to tell.
"i'd follow you anywhere." he stated bluntly, a small smile playing on his lips. you smiled slightly as you watched his figure, wishing that he wouldn't leave just yet. it wasn't the answer that you had hoped to hear, but it was more than enough to make your heart swell. "i won't judge you from your past, even if it's your darkest secret. i accept you for who you are. i won't hate you for being the person you've become and for loving something different." for a split second, your heart pounded wildly inside your chest. you were falling, falling fast in this moment where you had lost control of your whole world, losing yourself somewhere deep within yourself. everything around you felt unreal and it terrified you, the idea of getting lost, lost without anybody guiding you, leading you forward. but it all faded eventually as you realised that you were simply being silly.
you couldn't deny the feelings growing in your chest right now, and you didn't try to. "when i was at a young age, i was labeled as valhalla's lab rat. they were cruel, but the head of the valhalla favoured me. he saw the potential in me and i knew that there was a possibility that i was going to die soon, but none of that happened. i managed to survive despite my circumstances, unlike most of my fellow subjects. they treated me differently and I learned that their intentions weren't good. it was a horrible place and every day was torture, especially during those years, when they forced me to watch the deaths of the innocents. the leader of valhalla gave me two choices, stay and suffer or run away. of course, i was a coward back then, so i chose to run away and hoped i'll never come across them ever again. but i didn't get very far because my twin sister happened to be dating sanzu..."
"i'm sorry," said the purple-haired.
"it's okay," you replied, your voice wavering. "when you guys killed my sister, i was there. i saw the destruction and the horror. the fear, the agony and anger filled my vision for days afterwards, i wasn't sane. my sanity was lost and my emotions took over everything. i wanted revenge, and i did find it. i got close to all of your base and gathered evidence that proved your crimes, but before i could finish, taiju sent me to the mental facility. he said it was to keep an eye on me since it looked like i was planning something. i had nobody to talk to, and i ended up staying there longer than i thought. three years, it took me three before i was finally free again. the first thing i did was to find bonten, i'll never forgive him for what he did."
"ah, that answers the question. i thought you dated the pinkette because you had some romantic feelings for him."
you slightly shaked your head, "i am not that dumb. moving on, i guess my planned worked when sanzu asked me to be his girlfriend. i accepted, but he never showed any interest in me aside from mistaking me as klei. wearing all pink clothes was just a ploy, i never liked the color in the first place, but my twin sister did— which is why i started to dress like her too, i wanted to get my revenge as soon as possible but i was too coward. i wanted to kill him, and ruin bonten. i wanted him to be miserable and scared for once. so many plans, and i couldn't bring myself to carry through. the plan b was to kill you after he assigned you to guard me, seems like i underestimated you."
"if it helps, i don't blame you for hating me."
"i thought of you very wrong, you were different from what the news announced. although i'm glad that you're not the kind of guy to harm innocent people, i'm still angry that you didn't show any signs of remorse for killing my sister. your actions, no matter whether you believed it or not, made me rethink some things. you weren't the bad guy people portrayed you guys as. you aren't perfect, but you weren't evil either." you felt ashamed of saying all of that, you breached all of your plan for him. you had expected to receive an apology and an offer to start over. you hadn't expected anything else, but still, something deep down inside you kept telling you to be nice to him, to show how grateful you were to him for giving you a chance to live.
"wait, what did you meant when you said you didn't got very far from valhalla? is there something we should be aware of?"
without hesitating, you nodded your head whilst your hand travelled from his hand, giving it a light squeeze. your gaze remained fixed on him as you continued to say, staring at his violet pupils as the zephyr gently blew against your face, caressing it with ease. you felt your body stiffening slightly while he slowly intertwined it together until both of your bodies were no longer far from each other, instead, your chest was pinned to his body. the silence lingered between the two of you, neither of you wanting to break it, as a soft breeze passed through you, rustling the leaves and brushing against your hair. the atmosphere changed drastically as he began to stare deeply into your eyes, watching the way his eyelashes fluttered against the pale skin of his cheek. "please do not tell the others what i'm about to say, i don't want them to know about this."
the purple-haired male nodded his head, allowing you to speak whilst your fingers curled upwards against his palm, holding onto them tightly, almost desperately. "i won't utter a single words."
"the head of the valhalla, it's mikey."
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Fanfiction── MAD HATTER life is ravished by fairytales' lies; vivid events stiffened our souls, bent our minds, and falsified our hearts with the illusion of love. yet love was a mad raging flame of dilemma. a plight deed happened, and the...
