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"(Y/N)?"

"Kei?!"

'What the hell is this bullshit?' You say out loud in your head.

Faith must be playing around with you. But even if it were you can't bring yourself to think about it as of the moment, not when you're in this unlikely situation. You're cornered, far more, you don't know what to do, and to add to it you're sweating bullets in this chilly weather. What a great day to be alive.

"(Y/N)?" He calls out once more, however it feels all too faux to be real. You're shocked; out of all the places, out of all the chances, out of all the odds, why now? why today? why in this lifetime?

"Can I talk to you for a bit?" The blond asks with hopeful eyes. To him this is his chance, he won't allow this to let out of his grasp, he will savour every second of this moment.

"I— I have places to be, so if you'll excuse me." You cuss at yourself for stuttering at the man,  nonetheless, you walk your way around him. However, as he promised he will savour every second of this moment, even if it meant being a bit too persuasive for his and your own liking.

You haven't even stepped two steps away, yet he's already grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you closer. You're now pressed flush against his chest, the proximity of you two allowing the same tugs in your heart to re-awaken.

"I need to catch up with you, I think I know something that I'm not supposed to know."

'He knows?!' You cuss inside your head, again. You look over at him, staring into his curious eyes before looking back down on the floor and looking back up on him again.

"There's nothing to catch up on. Nothing to talk about, so if you would excuse me." You sternly oppose, but his arm doesn't let go of your wrist. Once again as he promised to himself; he will not leave empty handed.

"Your number at least." He says in a pleading manner. You bite down on your lip, stopping the old feeling to get back to you.

"Please, (Y/N)." He begs again making you roll your eyes, forcibly agreeing to his plead.

"Okay." You quickly reply in a small yet sassy voice, its not like you can do anything about it now that you've already agreed— much to your dismay.

He hands you his phone, feeling ecstatic and content but refusing to show it in his face. While you in the other hand, hesitantly punch in your number.

"Mama! Look Iwa-chan! It's mama." You freeze again with wide eyes. You could swear on Keiko right now that the deity must love playing his games on you.

'fuck this timing and fuck you too deity' You swear as the little blond waves at you. You send him a closed lip smile, quickly finishing to type in your number and walk away as fast as possible

"Ah, I guessed right. I know something I shouldn't know." The blond smirks triumphantly, making you pissed off. Him and his cocky ass, mixed with his snarky comments has always made you boil up hotter than the fiery see itself.

"So what if you know something you're not supposed to know?" You retort, shoving his phone to his chest, almost blowing out the wind in him. He takes the device, with and arrogant scoff directed towards you with one hand still wrapped around your wrist.

"That's my kid (Y/N)!" He suddenly claims boldly.  His bold statement bewilders you, ultimatelymaking you cross you arms at him and click your tongue in annoyance, rolling your eyes at him and his shamelessness.

"Are you that selfish Kei? You decide to cheat on me. Not even bothering looking for me after all these years and you decide to pop off out of the blue! You left me broken and confused and you decide to pop off as the father figure after three whole years?!" You say with angry tears brimming your eyes.

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