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Y/n stared anxiously at her phone as she waited at the red light. Suna had texted her asking to talk and she knew it was about the other day.
It was no secret Suna was upset about the kiss that was shared between her and Ran. But did he have a reason to be upset?
Y/n got out of the car and walked up to Suna's house. She didn't bother knocking as she was always welcomed in whenever.
As she stepped into the living room, there sat Suna on the long couch.
"Hi"
"Hey" Suna's voice was dry and cracked. Y/n could only imagine he had been crying. She rushed to the side of him, noticing his red eyes. "What's wrong?"
Suna said nothing as he laid his head in Y/n's lap. His eyes closed softly as her fingers massaged his scalp.
"Why did you kiss him."
Y/n was prepared for the question but still couldn't find an answer that would satisfy Suna. "I didn't kiss him-"
"Why did you kiss back?" Suna had sat up now.
"It was a fucking dare Suna, it's not like I'm dating anybody the fuck?"
"Jesus you're so oblivious it's annoying." Suna rolled his eyes and stood from the couch.
"Suna what the fuck is your problem. You call me over here to talk and all you're doing is starting a fight."
"Why do you keep going back to the guys who treat you like shit.?"
"So that's what this is about? You're jealous? News flash a kiss doesn't certify a relationship dumbass."
"I know what you look like when you're in love. All it took was one kiss from Ran and you're back in his arms. I saw the look in your eyes Y/n and you felt it too. Who's the dumbass now."
Y/n grew silent as Suna was right. That kiss from Ran had her heart flowing with feelings for him. They may have broken up but Y/n still had feelings. She forced her heart to bury them in fear of getting hurt again.
"But what does that have to do with you!?"
"Jesus Fuck I love you Y/n" Suna yelled. "I have been trying for years and years but all you've done is sleep around and drown yourself in liquor and drugs."
Y/n rolled her at how ridiculous Suna sounded. "You're right but just because you have feelings for me doesn't mean you have the right to call me out on how I handle my shit Suna." Y/n was standing up too now.
"How else can I express how I care for you!"
"Stop yelling at me!" Y/n shouted and grabbed the bag she came in with. "Maybe if you would've started off explaining how you feel instead of throwing that shit back in my face we could've come to an understanding. You're acting just like them right now."
Y/n's eyes began to gloss up. Not only did Suna use her personal issues against her, but he also yelled at her. He never raised his voice at her."Talk to me when you have some sense."
She left out the house, ignoring Suna's calls.
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Y/n drove around until she found herself in a familiar area. The Shrine.
As she walked up the steps the tears she tried so hard to hold back ran down her cheeks.
The nostalgia and longing for her and her friends to be young again was overwhelming. She missed Toman.
A bittersweet laugh left her lips as she glanced around. The now vacant spot where she pictures the Toman captains and members.
Y/n walked to the statue at the top of the shrine brushing away the leaves and dirt to find what she was looking for. The broken hair tie she and Baji hid.
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Flashback
"Y/n help me get this shit out of my hair." Baji groaned as he held his tangled hair in his hands.
"If you stop moving maybe I can get it out. Be the fuck still!" Y/n said trying to get the hair tie out of Baji's head.
"I'm going to fucking kill you. This is my favorite hair tie you bastard." Y/n glared at the pink hair tie tangled in Baji's long hair.
"Shut up and just get it out."
"I need scissors." Y/n groaned which resulted in Baji snatching his hair from her hands. "You better not come near my hair with anything sharp or I swear I will fucking bite you."
"I'll fuck you up. be quiet ain't nobody cutting your hair. Now get me some scissors." Y/n pressed as Baji reluctantly got up from his bed and went to the drawer.
As Baji returned with the scissors he sat down only to feel something wet on his shoulder a few seconds after.
"I know this bitch not." Baji slapped his hand over his mouth as he witnessed Y/n ugly crying over the now broken hair tie. "Are you seriously crying?"
"Fuck you, someone very important gave it to me." Y/n glared through teary eyes.
"Is it that boy you keep posting about?"
"How-"
"You shit post every 2 minutes Y/n, everyone knows you have a huge crush on this guy."
"Whatever." The older female crossed her arms and pouted like a child.
"We can burry it under that statue at the shrine." Baji tried to bargain in order to cheer Y/n up.
Y/n grumbled for a minute before agreeing. "Fine but you owe me some mambas."
As the two made it to the shrine they put the hair tie in an open spot under the statue. It was a good enough spot so that the wind or harsh weather wouldn't blow it away.
"Let's this be like a scared thing for us." Y/n proposed.
"You always including me in some witchcraft shit."
"Shut the fuck up loser. I'm serious let's come back in some years to see if it's here."
"You think we're gonna be friends forever. Even alive?" Baji asked with genuine concern.
"Of course. We're gonna be together forever. I mean who's gonna be the most badass duo in Japan if one of us is gone." Y/n joked.
"Okay but we burn it too." Baji laughed seeing the grimace on Y/n's face.
"Okay we come back in hmm you're 13 so 13 years." Y/n said as they walked away from the shrine.
"Pinky promise." Baji held out his finger. "Promise that we will grow old and rich together. With everyone else too."
Y/n smiled at Baji before wrapping her pinky in his. "I promise."
flashback over
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Y/n didn't realize she was sobbing until she found herself struggling to breathe.
She took a deep inhale and sat on the steps with the hair tie in her hand.
Y/n went into her jacket pocket finding a lighter.
As she went to light the hair tie she spoke in a soft raspy voice. "You were supposed to be here with me damnit."
Suddenly, the wind blew as Y/n felt a soft pressure on her right shoulder. As her head snapped to the right she could've sworn she saw white in the gust of wind.
A soft smiled made its way on her face as she lit the hair tie. "At least I know you're there. I miss you."
As Y/n watched the hair tie fade to ashes she felt a surge in her heart. She was done hiding. She was ready to be herself again.
And that's how she found herself in front of D&D Motorcycle Shop.
Y/n walked through the door her shoulders tense as the doorbell rang in her ears.
"Sorry but we're closing soon." His voice was the same. Y/n felt her heart swell as she missed hearing his voice. His back was turned but Y/n knew it was him.
"We're? I'm surprised you got people to work with you, loser."
Draken stood as he heard the familiar voice rang throughout the shop.
"Y/n?" He said not believing he was actually seeing the blonde in front of him.
"Hi."
All it took was a few strides for Y/n to be engulfed in a hug. She instantly broke down feeling his arms around her. The longing for familiarity hit too hard.
"I'm so sorry for leaving you guys. I missed you so much."
"It's okay, we know. Don't worry about it." Draken reassured Y/n as she cried in his hold.
"All that matters is that you're alive and you're here."
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~angst bcs the duffer brothers