Anime boys X Seme/Uke Male Reader {Oneshot book}

Oikawa Tooru x Male reader

"You know... All this time we were together I always watched you and your fangirls. They always chased you around everywhere, every day one confessed. I always feared that one would take you away from me, make you happier than I did."

He stopped, a heavy sigh escalated from his lips.

"And now... When I thought I knew you... When I trusted you completely... When I truly loved you... You decided it was a good time to cheat?"

He asked, irony obvious in his broken voice. I opened my mouth, even tho I didn't have a clue on what to say. He had his back turned to me, but it was like he saw me open my mouth. 

"Please don't, I don't want to hear it now..."

"But, (Y/N) you know-"

He finally turned around, along his soft cheeks I used to caress were crystal drops of tears, his loving eyes were red and puffy, deprived of any light color or joy, as he spoke his lower lip kept trembling.

"I know what? That you love me to the moon and back? That you'd spend eternity with me, that I'm your one and only?  Oh please, spare me. Don't turn all of my happy memories with you into lies and betrayal, I want to have something besides sorrow to remember this relationship by."

"Don't say that... (Y/N) I still love you, I never meant to-"

"Never meant to hurt me? Well, fuck that am I right. Wanted it or not, I'm heart broken Oikawa, you broke it. Go to hell with all of your slutty fangirls, I hope you'll have loads of fun while you bang all of them. They won't be mad to find you with another right? A threesome would be just what you want, right?"

He was trying to hold in his tears so bad, the picture of his hurt face will always stay in my memory. I broke the heart of the person I loved the most... His words felt like daggers through my own heart, slicing and tearing it apart. I never imagined someone so soft and lovable say these words to me. But in the end, I did deserve it. I deserved much more. I stood up, with intention of approaching him, but before I could he gave me a cold stare that shook me to the core. With a loud snicker, he turned around and swiftly exited the room, but not before he took a moment to trample over the bouquet of flowers he brought.

"Oh well, now you'll have to buy another one for your bitches. Good luck with your future life Oikawa, you can keep this apartment, I have no interest in your whorehouse."

With every word, he stuck more daggers into my heart and pushed them even deeper. I knew I deserved it, but I silently prayed that he didn't really mean all of the things he said. He slammed the door shut before me, but I still followed him out. 

"Don't fucking follow me. Nothing you say will fix this."

He shouted, tears still running down his cheeks. We got a few looks from the people passing our building, but we didn't care. I finally managed to lay my hand on him. But before I could say anything he brushed it off.

"Oh fuck off. Don't fucking touch me."

The broken voice of my lover brought me to tears. Like a hurt animal, he was hissing at anyone who dared to approach him. I took a step forward, but he backed away, his eyes still focused on me, silent anger burning in them. After another step, it all went down. Everything flew by so fast, just as the unpleasant sound of honking and screeching tires got to my ear, I was already looking at scared and distress (E/C) eyes. Time seemed to slow down as I watched everything. A gulp formed in my throat and the muffled sounds of people all around me blocked my brain from processing what was before me. I wanted to rush in, but my legs moved so slowly. With each step, more and more tears welled up in my eyes. The crowd moved so I could pass, someone told me the ambulance was on the way, but I remained silent, my eyes focused on the body that lied on the street. MY whole body dropped down, I wanted to cry, but tears were already streaming down my cheeks, I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. I just silently wrapped my arms around my lover, cradling him, wishing his peaceful face was only sleeping. My head fell on his chest, and my sobs only intensified, as tears filled my vision my nose desperately tried to get as much of his scent as possible. His sweeping scent was now mixed with the awful stench of iron and blood. I felt hands on my shoulder but I didn't move, I couldn't leave him. The crowd soon pulled me away, and medics rushed him into the ambulance. One of them guided me inside, wrapping me in a blanket. 

"No...No God no..."

That was the only thing I could muster out through immense sobs and sniffs. My whole body was awfully trembling, but I pushed away anyone who tried to help me. I just reached out for the limb arm of my lover. I held it all the way to the hospital, feeling how warmth gradually left the soft skin that always brought me warmth and comfort. They carried him into the hospital and I followed closely behind, up until one door, there one of the nurses held me back.

"No, I want to go in there. I can't leave him. I... I..."

She gave me a hug and I wrapped my arms around her, crying on her shoulder. 

"It's all my fault..."

Only a silent whisper escaped my lips, and I found myself kneeling on the bedroom floor, crying my eyes out over the squashed flowers. My hand gently picked up one of the flowers, almost untouched (f/flower). It was withered but still recognizable. A small laugh escaped from my trembling lips. 

"Your favorite..."

"My favorite..."

My whole body froze as my ears picked up the familiar gorgeous sound of his voice. I slowly turned around, like I was afraid, and there he was, smiling and radiating a warm aura. My mind was again a broken record as I tried to process what I was seeing. In between my weeps, I could only gaze at his beautiful form. He rushed to me, wrapping me in a warm, loving embrace. My sobs intensified, the same as tears in my eyes. 

"B... But they told me... They told me that you.."

He only nodded, stroking my hair gently.

"I know..."

"I saw you get... How did you... How are you even-"

"Shhh... It's alright..."

"But... But..."

He started humming a soft tune, and I relaxed in his arms burring my head into his shoulder. The familiar pleasant smell filled my nose, this time without the stench of blood, found my nose and I smiled through my sobs. He rocked me from side to side, and I again felt safe and relaxed in this warm embrace. My hands grabbed the fabric of his clothes, clinging on desperately.

"Please... don't leave me... I can't be without you... You know I can't..."

He stroked the soft strands of my brown hair again before he leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"I know, and I'm not going anywhere..."