𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 - 𝕜𝕖𝕟𝕞𝕒 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 !!DISCONTINUED!!

• confrontation •

• hinata's pov •

i woke up in my bed, exhausted and sore. my mind became cloudy as i strained myself to remember the events last night. little bits seemed to help me piece together what nonsense i had gotten myself into, but i still don't understand why. it wasn't until i got a text from y/n, the memories came rushing back.

we need to talk.

my heart seemed to drop to my feet. i remembered everything now; the cafe, the fight, kenna. i regretted everything i had done during my rampage. but, i responded to them and we set up a date. not necessarily a date though, more like them about to yell at me until their voice gets hoarse.

• y/n's pov •

you cannot explain how high your temperature went when kenma came home bruised and bloodied. your teeth clenched together tightly and you fiddled with the comforter. " who did this.?" you muttered out, managing to keep yourself calm. kenma solemnly smirked and said hinata's name. your eyebrows rose and your mouth was left agape. you didn't understand how your best friend- who was kenma's best friend- could suddenly change his attitude. you decided to leave it to hinata to explain and turned over to tend kenma's wounds.

     this morning, you texted hinata and told him that you guys needed to talk. you were going to confront him at the skate park, it had lots of space and nearly anybody was there. it was abandoned, which made sense since a murder had occurred there. kenma's grip tightened around your waist, his eyes peering over your shoulder. " meetup?" he growled. you nodded, " i'll tell you what happens, don't worry."

     it was 3 pm, most of the kids poured out of schools while you were walking to the park. hinata's messy ginger hair could be spotted a mile away. your mind was still in shock that somebody as bubbly and jumpy as him could turn on his 'best friend'. his hand flew in the air as he waved towards me. you rolled your eyes irritated and continued towards the park.

     " so what did you want to talk about?" hinata rocked from heel to toe, oblivious from the situation. " you know exactly what i'm talking about, hinata. why did you start a fight with kenma?" the color drained from his face, yet his cheeks seemed to be dusted with more blush than before. how is that possible? he looks like a clown -

     " i like you, y/n. and i don't think he knew that. and he was just so close to you, he came into your life and stole you from me.. and i wanted you to myself, that's why i tried planning so many dates so we could hangout and kenma would back off -"

     your eyes widened at his response, yet he didn't seem done quite then. his mouth opened, then closed. you indicated for him to continue.

     " - and i wanted you to be my spouse. my beloved, my babies' caregiver, my grave neighbor. but it won't happen and i got so mad. and then i fought kenma."

     you shook my head shocked, but i still had something to say.

     " hinata, all you had to do was tell me you liked me before. it would have been so simple. but there's not much you can do at this point. me and kenma are together and we are happy together. i plan to stay with him forever; i'm sorry, shoyo."

     " then we shouldn't be friends if you don't appreciate my confession. that's just ungrateful, y'know ? not accepting somebody you have been with forever. goodbye, l/n." and with that, he turned on his heels and ran.

     your heart was broken. he knew you didn't like your last name, they all made fun of you because your family. they are so humiliatingly evil. your eyes glazed over with tears as you stared in front of yourself. a best friend with ginger hair turned into a nobody. i turned into a nobody. you sat on the bench and sobbed.

extra super duper shoutout to all of you who enjoyed the story and to mi amor hangestitanfetish for reading the chapters b4 i make a fool of myself </33