3RD PERSON'S POV
The day went by smoothly and Y/N is greatly thankful to Takeomi for backing her up at times she's faltering with her excuses due to what just happened. Everyone just had fun with each other's company but not with Takeomi worrying of Y/N's sudden loss of appetite, clearly indicating that she's still not used to that kind of business.
"Ahhh finally homee!" She said in relief, entering the house while Wakasa followed from behind carrying the bags.
"It's my home." He sighed, correcting her.
"Our home from now on." She grinned widely and he can only sigh in protest.
Suddenly feeling the need to go to the restroom quick, She excused herself and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Her eyes roamed on her reflection on the mirror and slowly she unzipped Takeomi's jacket. Her nostrils were instantly greeted by the sickening smell of blood. As different memories and events flashed at the back of her mind, she wasn't able to hold it in anymore and started to throw up everything she ate the whole day.
She still hasn't gotten used to the smell of blood despite being exposed to such crimes. She would wear a mask all the time when having to deal with a bloody business whenever she's alone. When someone was keeping an eye on her, she's forced to deal with the smell and still have the same reaction afterwards for her to get used to how things are usually done.
Wakasa who just passed by the bathroom heard her but decided to ignore it, thinking it's probably just because she moved too much despite eating a lot and continued on his way with a shrug.
She quickly washed her face afterwards, feeling too sensitive of what had stained her earlier. She looked up and stare at herself in the mirror. The expression she's making made her chuckle lowly to herself, wiping the tears that escaped the corner of her eyes.
"You murderer." She whispered to herself, recalling the gut-churning screams and sounds those guys made when she lost herself in that alley. She clenched her fists before taking off the jacket as well as her shirt, leaving it on a bowl of water and soap to help remove the stains.
She then dashed her way to her bedroom for a change of shirt and went on to the living room, noticing Wakasa taking out the groceries. Wanting to distract herself for a moment, she roamed her eyes around the room.
"I wanna watch something. Can I see your DVDs?" She had no other choice but to choose watching a movie than a show on the TV when the news might still be on at this hour.
"It's right in that corner." Wakasa pointed at the shelf in the corner where he kept all of his movie collection while placing the bags on the couch.
"Okayy!"
As she was busy shuffling through the pile of DVDs, Wakasa walked up to the television to turn it on for her. However, what greeted him was something he did not expect to see.
"Ah! Now this looks great." Y/N muttered to herself, holding up the DVD she found fitting her favourite genre. Excitedly she got up and ran towards her friend. "Hey, Waka! Do you wanna watch this wi—!!" Her voice faded the moment she saw him in front of the TV with the news on and she immediately froze on her spot. There it was right on the screen. The details needed for a missing person.
Wakasa slowly turned towards her with the television's sound echoing in the background.
"What's this about?" Her heart skipped a beat when she felt the coldness in his tone and in the look he's giving her. He looked all too serious... mad rather.
"Waka..." she wanted to approach him and tell him to give her a chance to explain but what slipped from her tongue was a full denial of what was shown in front of them. "That's not me! Probably just a doppelgänger or something." She shrugged and went to him, pushing him slightly to the side. "Now, move. I wanna watch already." But Wakasa didn't budge an inch at her weak strength.
She was feeling nervous and all. She isn't ready to tell him yet. She has trusted Takeomi to trust her more than she trusts Wakasa to show her empathy. She knew it's gonna be hard to tell him when she's living with him as of the moment.
She wasn't ready.
Not yet.
Not when she just went through another killing spree.
"Y/N." Her shivering hands that was reaching for the television's button stopped midway. But Wakasa was too caught up with the news to even notice her trembling figure. "You're on the missing list. What in the world does that mean?" He asked, trying to keep himself calm.
He can't deny it, he's mad at her. She had left them before to live with her father and now she came back to them suddenly with a missing status. Wakasa felt betrayed for some reason and hurt that he felt used by the girl.
However, instead of trying to explain, Y/N shook her head, still trying to push the subject away. She still hasn't recovered from what happened when they were out. She's aware she promised Takeomi that she'll tell everyone but tonight is really not the right time. She can't even imagine how Wakasa would react she told him.
"Waka, that's just nothing. They probably just mistook me for someone."
"Y/N." Threat laced his voice as he moved closer to her intimidatingly. She tried to move away from him but a tight and harsh grip on her wrist held her in her place. "Don't lie to me. Is that you on the news?" The man can't even see the fear in her eyes as she looked at him.
Feeling as he obviously isn't letting her go, she looked down guiltily.
"What do you think?"
"I'm asking you a serious question, Y/N." His grip tightened around her wrist and she whimpered slightly biting her lip in the process to suppress it. Somehow his threatening hold made her remember her past experience with Calix and she can't help but feel overwhelmed. With her mixed emotions, a tear escaped her eye.
"Fine fine. I ran away from home, alright." She tried to put on her stubborn behaviour as she tried to pull her wrist out of his grip.
"What??" His voice rose, clearly not pleased by what she said.
"It's a long storyyy! Can't I tell you some other time?" Her voice broke down into a silent one as she avoided his intimidating gaze. "I—I'm really not feeling well today to tell you that." If she were to recall everything again, she can feel herself wanting to throw up once again.
"You went missing and you're staying here with me." He frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "I might get accused of kidnapping, Y/N for Pete's sake!" He frustratingly said but the girl remained silent, not knowing what to say anymore.
He stared at her for a moment before pulling her.
"Come, you need to go back." Y/N's eyes widened at his words and immediately she protested and pulled her arm back from his hold.
"No!" She started to panic. Here it is. The thing that she's afraid of. She can feel her tears threatening to fall at how the guy is behaving at this very moment. It feels like he's treating her as if she is an object from a lost and found area.
"Y/N." He glared but the girl didn't bother to meet his gaze anymore, cutting off whatever it is that he's trying to say.
"I said NO!!" He was taken aback the second she shouted at him and tears came rushing down her cheeks like a river. "Let me stay here... please." She silently begged him, hoping he'll understand and give her time to adjust. Even just for a day.
However, hearing her say this only made him more pissed. All he wanted was an honest explanation but instead it seems like she's trying to get away from it. And he wasn't wrong on the part that she's running away from that very issue of hers.
"Why do you have to be so selfish at times? Your actions right now could cause someone to go to jail, Y/N. Not only me, even Takeomi and the others." Before he could even think about it, he had already spat out the words he wished he didn't say. Because when he called her that, he felt her stiffen under his hold.
When she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, he felt his heart break when he saw the look in her E/C eyes.
She looked hurt.
And she really is.
"You didn't even ask me why." Her voice broke at the end as she tried to stop her tears. Of all her worries, this is the reaction that she least expected from him. She hoped he would at least ask her why she did that thing.
Instead she only got her heart broken by him again for expressing his thoughts about her.
"You're annoying."
She shakily chuckled to herself while shaking her head.
'It's not like it's his fault that he reacted this way. It's because of my stupidity again.'
"What?"
"Well that was expected. Afterall, I chose to stay with you because I know you wouldn't question it." She said, looking down and Wakasa frowned at her words, confused.
"What are you—" before he could even finish his question, the news on the TV screen caught his attention.
The screen showed a photo of somehow familiarly dressed men that he was sure that he saw earlier. His grip on her wrist has loosened as he walked closer to the screen, inspecting the photo of the blured faced and bloodied dead bodies that is now being investigated at the crime scene which he finds familiar as well.
"Those guys..." He whisper to himself. Getting a weird feeling about it, he turned back to the girl. "Y/N—!!" But as soon as he did so, the H/C haired girl is no longer in the room with him.
"Y/N?" Realizing what just happened, he rushed to the door that was left open. He cursed under his breath as he ran out of the house only to see Y/N's figure disappearing into the distance.
"Y/N!! Come back here!" He called out but the girl only blocked everything out by covering her ears and running, wanting to be away from him at the moment. "Fuck!" Wakasa kicked a rock out of frustration and ran his hands across his face, irritated.
"This girl—"
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Author's Note:
I really suck at portraying a character who's mad agskavxjab... well anyways!!
I'm back!! I didn't expect a lot of people liked this, thank you so much 🤧 but please don't expect too much since I'm no expert. I'll still do my best in writing this though. Again, thank you for appreciating this work~