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Sadly, our plant wilted and died.. And our story came to an end. But...
Will there be a chance for us to grow a plant once more?
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Ever since we broke up, I haven't been able to do anything properly. (Y/n) on the other hand, has been able to hold on and move forward. While I'm here, slowly but surely.. I'm already losing my sanity.
I've seen the people who stayed by her side to help. Some of her female friends, and one that hurt the most was seeing Osamu by her side.
I know that he likes her, I know that he's trying to help her because he's hurt just by seeing (Y/n) try to mask up her broken heart. Should have I tried to fix things between us even if we resulted to staying as friends?
But I want more than that...
I still see her, we're in the same class, in the same club.. I love having to be in the same place as her, but I hate that we're not interacting with each other.
"(Y/n)." Osamu's here again. I glanced at them, tucking my head in my arms on my desk as I felt my tears rush to my eyes.
I hate this. I hate seeing him come here. I hate it that he's completely disregarding my feelings. Doesn't he know that she's not the only one hurting here?
Days passed, turning into weeks, turning into months. I haven't been able to talk to her, I never spoke to her and neither did she try to talk to me.
Graduation came to pass, and I never got the chance to fix myself, to fix us. I only watched her leave, maybe she's really better off without me.
I only had Aran to help, it feels like I'm the bad guy between (Y/n) and me. Doesn't mean she's hurting, doesn't mean I'm not.
"Where are you applying?" Aran asks and I just shrug. He gives me a stern look, trying to pull me out of the house. I haven't given college a thought ever since we broke up.
"Does that even matter?" I ask, taking a sip from my glass of coke. He scoffs at my lifeless behavior, I look at my glass, playing with the straw and the ice.
"(Y/n)'s applying in Tokyo." I nod a little. I don't know how I should even react from now on. (Y/n) never thought of going to Tokyo, she only planned on studying here. It's clear to everyone that she's trying to distance herself. "Are you seriously giving up?"
"It's not like I have a chance. She chose to break up with me. She pushed me away, she won't listen to me." I squeezed the straw with my fingers, why do we just have to talk about her? My tears are falling again.
"What if she's expecting you to try and win her back? Then would you still give up on that chance?" I look up and he's really glaring at me with a raised brow. How much does he want to fix us? "Do you still love her?"
"That's the thing." I chuckle, looking outside the glass wall. Couples everywhere. That used to be me and her. "She questioned and doubted me. I always have. Why would I stop? I chose to run after her. I confessed, I courted her, I did everything she wanted. I let her decide on everything. I never cheated on her, yet she still doubted me." I look back at Aran, smiling as my tears continued to roll down my cheeks.
"Then you have to try." His eyes softened, his voice was gentler. I don't know why he's trying to help. "I know everyone blamed everything on you. It's not easy to shoulder all the blame, right?"
"It's not easy, but if I have to.. Then I will."
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I moved to Tokyo. I decided to apply in University of Tokyo, I got in. I live alone, in an apartment. Feels so empty, no laughter, no crying, no arguments.
I kinda expected him to try. But I also knew he wouldn't. If I tell him to do something, he will obey me. Even if it hurts him like hell, he'll do what I say. He never ever tried to fight back, only back then when I started the fight between us.
I blamed him. Suna being the guy, everyone blamed him too. But no, I started the chaos between us yet I can't apologize. I'm to sinful to even ask for an apology.
Suna never tried to fix us. Osamu came to cheer me up. I'm kinda not really happy with the fact that he's doing this, he's neglecting his friend that's probably hurting more than I am.
I remember the look in his eyes when he saw Osamu come in our classroom. He eyed us both. No one knows, no one can decipher, only I knew that the looks in his eyes wasn't anger.
His eyes showed pain, sadness.. and betrayal.
I know he cried. I know he tucked himself on his desk to cry. He skipped practice that day, he got sick days after. I only heard it from the others that he was bedridden, that he didn't eat, starving himself.
I'm ashamed of myself. No one's hurting as much as he is. It's the only time he's ever done this. Not even insults can make him do that, no one, nothing but me.
"Have you settled down? Is everything okay there?" It's Osamu again. He's like a boyfriend, overprotective boyfriend, overly worried.
"You called me earlier. I already said yes. Pay attention to your own matters first." I chuckle, forced as hell. I could hear him sigh from the other end.
"Open your door I'm coming in." Excuse me?
I hung up, running to the door, opening it to find him standing outside with bags of groceries. That made my heart jump.
He enters, smiling at me. From moving, applying, and now groceries? Suddenly reminds of him whenever I'm sick. He'd come over and do everything, bring whatever just to make me feel better.
"I kinda moved here too. Just somewhere around the area. I wanted to be of help, so I bought these, for you." He showed me the bags and I chuckled, pausing when I saw someone else in him.
"Love, here. I bought everything you always crave for."
I didn't respond to him. I just quietly helped him put the food in their designated area and other things in cabinets.
I looked at the bag of chips he bought, most of them I have never tried before. I recall one bag, it was his favorite. Out of all he buys me, he always has one or two of it for himself.
Ice cream. My favorite's cookies and cream, he got me rocky road. Once again, it's Suna's favorite. I open the tub of ice cream, taking a spoon out of the drawer.
"I don't really know what you like." Osamu smiles at me, scratching the back of his head. "You can tell me so I could get those next time." I just smiled at him, taking spoonful of ice cream into my mouth.
"You don't really have to. I like these." It's because they're his favorites.
Months after we broke up, I could see him glancing at me. Even from afar. His eyes never changed, all they speak of is, "I'm sorry."
His face wasn't stoic, he was lifeless. He distanced himself, as much as I distanced myself from him. When we bump into each other, when I enter the room and he tries to leave, he'd go to the other door.
Osamu left already so I'm all alone. I played with my phone, scrolling through my social media accounts. I checked his accounts.
I tried to check his instagram, I couldn't find it; twitter, still can't; facebook, also can't. He's deleted everything.
"How about our pictures...?"
I stopped. I hid my phone under my pillow. I clenched my chest, it hurts. I'm crying. For the first time, I've cried over this. It hurts.
Maybe he's finally given up? He knows that I moved here to distance myself. Does he finally realize he doesn't need me?
It's 3AM and I haven't slept yet. I'm still crying. Should I try calling him? No. I can't. I should just sleep. Yeah let's sleep. Then my phone rang, it's a text message.
"You're in Tokyo.. You left :) I hope you're happy." - Love
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Aran successfully pulled me out of the house, bringing me to different colleges to try out. He even brought me to Tokyo just for it.
After trying, I got into Keio University. I also got invited to join V League Division One's EJP Raijin. I accepted in since I have nothing else to do.
Aran helped me find a place to stay. He's seriously the only one helping me. I said I didn't want to live in a huge apartment by myself, but that's what he made me buy.
"(Y/n) goes to University of Tokyo, you guys probably won't bump into each other. Except if you try to go to clubs." Aran informs me and I didn't pay attention to him, I tried distracting myself by playing video games.
"Yeah sure okay."
Clubs.. Watch me turn into a psycho. If I get to go to clubs, I can try doing anything to cope up with her absence. Maybe even go fuck girls, she won't come back anyway.
My three years in college was normal, except whenever I get reminded of her, especially with this stupidly spacious apartment.
Now that I'm legal, the first thing I did was of course drink alcohol. Tasted bad at first but the more I drank, the more addicting it was to drink.
"Why don't we go somewhere private?" making out with a girl, can't really tell if she's pretty or not, all I want to happen is just do whatever it takes to take my mind off of her.
I brought the girl to an isolated area, pinning her on the wall. I crashed my lips on hers, bringing my hands to the hem of her dress, rolling it up to reveal her panties. I rubbed her covered area, and she moaned as we kissed.
"Shh, you don't want anyone hearing us." I pulled her panties down, thrusting three fingers in and out of her. I sucked her neck as I played with her area, she's a moaning mess. She came on my finger, I licked them clean.
You're nowhere near (Y/n).
After having sex with that girl, we went back to where everyone else was. She tried to get my number but I ignored her completely after what we did.
The only one who should call me is (Y/n).
I was wasted. I don't know how I got home, but probably Aran was there. I don't remember anything, anything except having sex with two girls at the club.
I turned to my side table, what the hell?
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I was dragged to a club nearby by a classmate. I don't even wanna be here. I have to finish something, but they dragged me here and I can't escape.
Everyone's drinking, only I'm sober here. My friends are drinking their asses off, some of them are already making out.
"Oh (Y/n)?" I turn to the voice to see Aran, he's by himself. Didn't know he's here in Tokyo.
"Hey Aran, it's been a while. Wait, Imma just try to break free from these wasted girls.." I pushed the girls off me, laying them properly on the couch. I went up to Aran and we went some elsewhere.
"Have you seen.... your ex?" I raised a brow, what's with the sudden question? I take a sip from my cup. "You haven't.. Silence always means no to you."
"You guys study here in Tokyo? Never heard of anything from Osamu." I pursed my lips, realizing I shouldn't have said that. I'm making it seem like Osamu and I are together.
"Are you guys dating..? Not that I'm trying to pry into your business. I just wanted to know, that ex-boyfriend of yours hasn't been the best..." His voice started off loud, slowly transitioning to a quiet one. He drank from his cup to stop himself from saying more.
"No... But.. How... is he?" I really wanna know.
"He's uhm.. He's studying— We're attending Keio University. He's been doing this since we became legal, just don't be surprised to know what he's been doing." He pauses for a minute, taking a sip from his cup. He looked a bit hesitant to tell me. "He's trying everything to forget about you.. He I think is having sex... with the second girl for tonight. And he's probably wasted by now."
"He what?!" I spit out the alcohol, I can't believe he's doing that. I don't know if I should be hurt or worried. "Can we take him home now?" I ask, he looks at me and nods his head, probably not taking in what I just said.
"Wait— You're serious?" I nodded slowly.
We placed our cups on the table, immediately searching and looking for him. Just where is he? I can't believe him.
I went to an isolated place and I saw him. Finally. He's panting, he's not really clothed. His shirt's off, his hand was on the wall and a girl in front of him they're making out. He's touching her everywhere.
"Rin." This is the only thing I could get him to stop. I hope this works. He breaks away from the girl, turning to me.
"(Y/n)'s the only one who can... call me that.. nickname.." The girl's sober, what the fuck? She's too hungry for a man to enter her.
"Uhm you girlie, get away from my boyfriend." I glared at her and she moved away quickly. Suna let out a long sigh, turning to look at me. "Let's go home."
I helped him wear his shirt and his jacket. I supported him, looking for Aran. Finally found Aran, he took him from me and I booked us a cab to get him home.
He looks so peaceful sleeping on my shoulder. It's been two years and he's still hurting. Figured that would happen though, having to be hurt by someone you considered special above everybody else.
We got to the Apartment and, wow this is too spacious for someone living alone. Not to mention, but someone who's still trying to move on.
Aran had to leave and I let him be. I kinda want to be selfish with this. I went to the kitchen to cook, damn he has nothing.
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
I went back to check on him, he's having trouble. I never took care of anyone drunk, so this is going to be hard.
I got a towel and wet it with water, I wiped his face with it, making sure I won't wake him up. I pulled him up and leaned him on me. I took off his jacket, he suddenly pulled his shirt over his head.
I wiped his arms with the towel, contemplated whether I'd wipe his body or not, in the end I did. This is extremely awkward, it got worse when he suddenly kissed me.
"Hmm? You're.... (Y/n), aren't... you?" He says eyes halfway open, still completely drunk. "No one else's lips feel.... like those..." He kissed me again, I didn't fight back— such a selfish asshole. "You taste... good..."
I tried to stand but his hand held mine tight. I had to go so that I could buy him groceries, there's seriously nothing in his kitchen.
"Don't leave me again... I love you... (Y/n).." He cried on my hand, how can he know it's me? How can he remember? It's been two years, plus he's drunk. How can he tell? "(Y/n).. I love you.. I'm addicted... to you.." I pat and kiss his head.
"I'll be back." He looked up, tears just kept streaming down his face. I wiped them, planting a soft kiss on his lips. "I promise."
He finally let me go, he fell back. I pulled a blanket over him, brushing my fingers through his hair to help him fall asleep.
I got out and went to a supermarket, they're surprisingly still open. I bought everything he might need, I mean everything.
I also bought all of his favorite snacks, reminds me of what Osamu bought me last time. I bought many, a lot, a huge ton of food for him. Although I'm not sure if he'll be cooking them though, I hope he does so that he cold actually eat.
I also bought supplies, I'm really using all my savings for him. I don't know why I'm doing this, but all I know is I want to do this. I want to help him.
I got back to the apartment, hearing him vomiting inside the bathroom. I placed the bags on the counter, rushing to him to help him.
"Don't ever drink a lot ever again..." I say, patting him on the back as he vomited. He flushed the toilet, I helped him up and brought him to the sink, washing his face.
"(Y/n)..... Come back... I love you..." He hugged me, burying his face on my neck, licking and biting my skin. "Hmm... You're (Y/n)... Haha... my ex-girlfriend.. My drug.." He kept on licking and sucking the same spot. "This is... (Y/n).."
[lime.]
He crashed his lips on mine, hands trailing my body. How can he still do this? He pulled my shirt over my head, bringing his hands to my back to unclip my bra. He threw it to the sink. I jumped and wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
"(Y/n)... it's you.." He managed to say, he carried me to the couch. He brought his lips to my chest, pampering my bare skin with soft drunken kisses. He unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down along with my panties. He hovered over me. "It is you..."
He sucked on my nipple, fumbling his fingers on my other nipple, rolling and pressing it with his fingers until it hardened. He switched, satisfying himself with the taste of my skin. He pulled me up, pushing me to lean on the couch. He brought his lips back on mine, sliding his tongue in, I gladly sucked it. Moaning out loud when he inserted two fingers inside my entrance, scissoring and fingering me till he was happy. I felt my legs shake when he added another finger in, thrusting in and out of me in a fast pace.
"A-Ahh—" I came on his fingers, he broke away from the kiss, sucking his fingers clean. He played with my folds once again, making me wetter than I already was. I sucked his neck, giving him evident hickeys. I accidentally bit him hard when he pinched my clit, inserting three fingers in me again.
"(Y/n), you taste.. really good.."
We're now both bare on the couch. I'm on top of him, and he hugged me close, our sweaty bodies closer than ever. I buried my face on the crook of his neck, panting and gasping for air.
He went in me, and came on my stomach more than once. He must've drank a lot, he's not even sober with all that happening between us.
"I'm tired..." He says and I chuckle. I sat on his hip feeling his member under my bare area. Ah fuck, he was still kinda hard. "Don't... sit there..."
I remained there and the next thing that happened was another round. I'm already sore. I pressed my body against his, panting once again after another round.
Once I was kinda okay, I pulled him up, bringing him back to his room. I pulled the covers over him, I made sure his blanket was thick enough. I still couldn't make him wear clothes.
"I'm going to take a shower." I stood and went to the bathroom. I took a shower, forgetting that I had no clothes here. I wore the bathrobe.
I went through his closet— I don't know what'll happen once he finds out. But I got clothed, with his clothes. Underwear to pajamas and shirt. I don't have a choice. My bra was wet though, I waited for that to dry.
Since I'm still here, I cooked him food for tomorrow. I cooked a lot making sure he had choices. I made five dishes, those I remember he loves to eat.
I went to his room, placing a glass of water on his side table. I searched for a pen and a piece of paper, writing a note to inform him.
"Stop drinking and fucking random girls, eat a proper meal.
I cooked you breakfast already.
I have class so I can't stay much longer. My clothes are in your washing machine, bring them to me and we'll talk then.
Here's my number: XXXXXXXXX"
- (Y/n)
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I woke up to a very bad headache. I felt naked. I looked under the blanket and I am bare. What the hell happened? I turned to the side table and saw a glass of water, with a note.
"(Y/n)?!" What does she mean her clothes are in my..?
I went to the bathroom to take a shower first, I'm remembering parts of last night but I still can't remember all of them.
I went to get dressed, my sweatshirt isn't here neither are my pajama pants. That's weird. I went to the kitchen, and she didn't lie. She cooked. But why was she here?
I started eating, these are all my favorite dishes. The ones I always eat whenever I was with her. I went to the refrigerator to get water, finding coke and other sodas, milk, juice, eggs, butter and all sorts of things in it.
"Am I actually in my apartment?"
I checked the cupboards and it was filled just like my refrigerator. Did Aran..? Wait— Did (Y/n) buy everything? She's the only one who could've bought all my favorites.
I remember her clothes, she must be lying. I passed by the couch and, why are there some stains of... on it? I went ahead to get her clothes as she said, and there they are. What the fuck happened?
I called her.
"You're awake? Took you long enough." Why is she speaking like nothing happened to us? Like we didn't break up? "Ask your questions later. Come over to our university, wait by the main gate."
"(Y/n) why were you here last night?" She sighed and I'm here stressed out trying to remember what happened.
"I'll tell you later. Get dressed and meet me."
I don't know what happened but why am I nervous? Why is she acting like everything's fine?
I got changed and went out. I thought my car would've been left at the club, surprisingly it's here. I guess Aran drove it back here.
I went to her university, pulling over just right in front of the main gate. I waited there, leaning on the car door as I tried to search for her.
I almost remember everything, but the important parts like her being at my apartment, her clothes there. I don't get it. I can't think of anything possible.
My eyes widen seeing what she was wearing. That's the sweatshirt I was looking for.
"Sorry, I got caught up in some things..." She chuckled, smiling innocently at me. "Oh yeah, the sweatshirt, I had no clothes, I got wet so I used yours."
I opened the door to the shotgun seat, she got in and I almost slammed it close. I got in and drove away, I don't know where.
"So you don't remember?" She asks all of a sudden, I glanced at her, seeing her seatbelt unbuckled.
"Seatbelt." I placed an elbow on the door, my hand on my face, the other controlling the steering wheel.
"I'll tell you." I can feel my heart pounding inside my chest. "We had... sex." I coughed hearing that. "Yeah figured you'd react like that."
"And why would we? We broke up. You broke up with me. We were drunk weren't we? One night sta—"
"I was sober Suna." I bit my finger, feeling my tears run down my cheeks. I can't stop them, my vision was getting blurry so I had to pull over somewhere. It'd be dangerous not to.
I leaned over, resting my head on the steering wheel. I cried and she was just silently watching me. I unbuckled my seatbelt and cried, I can't.
"(Y/n), don't do these things. You're making me hope. You're hurting me, more and more and more than you already have.. But I blame myself... Because... I'm not perfect, I hurt you too.. But please, leave me if you're only trying to satisfy your needs." I cried, I didn't look at her. I don't want to.
"Yeah maybe I should." But I want you to stay.. "That's what I should be doing if.. I didn't want to get back together with you..." I lift my head up, turning to look at her.
"(Y/n) don't give me bullshit.. I don't want lies.." She leaned over to me and cupped my cheeks, wiping my tears with her thumbs. "Last night... You did this.." I suddenly remembered. She did the same thing.
"If I didn't want to say sorry, say that I'm not fine, then I wouldn't have stayed over. I stayed because I wanted to, but I had to leave.. since I had classes today." She continued to wipe my tears, brushing my hair with her fingers.
"I brought your clothes. This is what I came for right?" She kissed me. Her lips— last night she— I could see her collarbones, there were hickeys. "You're bare under my sweatshirt." I complained.
"Why? You like seeing my boobs?" I glared at her.
"It's not funny." I bit my lip and looked away. I made love with her last night, I remember it. "Just get your clothes and leave." I lean back on my seat, and she sighed.
"I don't want to."
"I don't want false hopes (Y/n). If you don't wish to be with me, then stop. Leave me alone." My tears never stopped. I felt warmth as she held my hand. "(Y/n), stop—" I turned to her and she's crying.
"Stop it. You know how painful it is to find your apartment incredibly empty? You had no food. You only had alcohol. There wasn't even proper cleaning supplies for your apartment. Rin I know I hurt you more than I should've... I know you cry to yourself. I pushed you away and I'm sorry. You loved me more than anyone, but I doubted you. Rin please, I'm sorry.." She's now a crying mess, she never cried, if she did only once. If she had cried a lot back then, she wouldn't be crying waterfalls.
"I always wanted to see you. But I was scared. I was scared and ashamed of myself. I hurt you. I pushed you away. I'm sorry. Even when we were arguing back then, no matter what, you apologized and took all the blame." I leaned over to her and hugged her. "People blamed you, they blamed you for what happened to us. I should've carried the burden.. Rin I'm sorry.. I still love you.. I always have.. And I know you loved me, but I pushed you away and broke your heart.. I'm sorry.."
"Shh, calm down.. Calm down.." I kissed the top of her head multiple times, caressing her arm to calm her.
I buckled her seatbelt, doing the same to mine. I started the car and drove us back to my apartment.
I drove with one hand, the other holding hers, rubbing her hand gently with my thumb. I could still hear her sniffling, I kissed her hand, stop crying please..
The traffic was bad, we're stuck right now. It's already 6PM. I glanced at her, she's sleeping. What we're doing right now, seems so illegal. I don't know why.
I brush my hair back, feeling the stress building up inside of me. We fucked, we kissed, we're holding hands, and I don't even know what we are. She apologized, but I don't know. I'm so uncertain.
It somehow feels so wrong to be with her. Maybe because we're doing all these things without even trying to fix our problems first, and because I can't tell her everything.
I still love her. She's probably a drug. I'm insanely addicted to her, I've been trying to get her back for years, I've been dreaming of her coming back, and she just comes back like this.. So easy yet so difficult..
I woke (Y/n) up and we're now going to my apartment.
"Oh it's you girlie." The guard greeted, smiling at us. "Remember the noise complaint?" My eyes widen, I look at (Y/n) and she's red.
"W-We're really sorry about that.." (Y/n) let out a nervous chuckle, smiling awkwardly at the guard. We got a noise complaint? I or we? Wait— I turn to her and she looked away.
"It's all good. I hope you both had a great time. I'm surprised he brought a girl home, he never brings anyone."
I excused ourselves and went ahead to the elevator. Fuck that was embarrassing. Well she is a noisy one when it comes to screwing.
Shit, I don't even know what we are yet. We're already getting the attention of too many people. I can't have this anymore, we need to sort things out between us.
I unlocked the door and went straight to the bedroom to change. She followed. I don't know if I should push her out of the room to give me space so that I can change or not. She's already seen me bare, changing won't make a difference now.
"(Y/n) wear a bra, and wear these." I tell her as I removed my shirt. Wearing the one I wore this morning. I turned to her and she wasn't wearing my sweatshirt, I blush seeing her like that. I handed her the shorts she left at my house way before.
"Why are you embarrassed?" I furrowed my brows seeing her just chuckling at me. "I'm just following your orders." She had trouble with her bra, she should be able to do it by herself. "Help." She looked at me with pleading eyes. I sigh, she turned around and I help her clip her bra. I stroked her bare skin, planting soft kisses on her shoulder. "Rin."
"Oh, yeah sorry." I feel like we're only fuck buddies. She took off her pants, she's wearing my underwear? "Why are you wearing that?"
"You ripped my panties last night, so I had nothing." She wore her shorts, she wore them when we first had it.
"Sorry."
She stayed in bed and did homework. I went ahead and cleaned the apartment. It's been a while since I have cleaned, never had time to.
I always went to clubs when I had no classes, that is if I finished my work. I only go out to drink, I don't really eat, that's why she found nothing in my kitchen.
I also only buy alcohol which explains why I have so many empty bottles in my apartment. I throw them out every two months, there're around 70 bottles right now.
I went to my room to rest. I forgot she's here. We still have many things to talk about, Osamu for the most part. I don't know how I'll ever face him, or even explain the situation.
"(Y/n), let's talk." I take her textbook and put it on the side table, taking her other things and fixing them on the floor. "What should we do now?"
"Do you mean about whether we're just fuck buddies or...?" I nod slowly and she bites her lip. "I want us to get back together.. I want to try again."
"And Osamu?" She furrows her brow, it's as if I said something wrong.
"We're not together." She frowned. "He tried to court me but I rejected him." She plays with the bedsheet, twirling her hair. "I really want to try again..." I gestured her to come closer, and she crawled to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, resting my forehead on hers.
"Then let's try again."
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Rin and I are fine now. I hope, we seem like we are. I told Osamu right away and he just congratulated me. I feel bad for Osamu, he's spent a lot on me. But I can't fool myself, I'm still deeply in love with Rin.
It's been nine months since we got back together. He always picks me up, and we'd hangout. Rin brings me to the mall, and we did everything we used to do back then.
"Rin.. If we hadn't gotten back together, what do you think would've happened to you?" I ask, looking up to see my boyfriend's face. We're cuddling on his bed.
"Hmm, if you gave Osamu a chance.. If I heard that you two got married and you got pregnant with his child, I would've died." I placed my elbow on the cushion, supporting myself up to look at him. He's dead serious.
"No, if you died I wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life." I feel like crying. He sat up and kissed my forehead. "Rin don't die."
"That was only a thought, a probability if we never got back together. I won't die." He smiles, placing a soft kiss on my lips. I hugged him tight and buried my face on his neck. "I love you, then and now (Y/n)."
—— T w o Y e a r s L a t e r ——
Rin proposed the day I graduated. He came to my graduation, giving me roses and all of a sudden he just proposed to me.
We got married eight months ago. Anyone would say we're being hasty, but I also kinda wanted things to go faster between us. So that neither of us will let go.
I originally planned to work while he continued on with his volleyball career. I wanted to help pay the bills since we moved into a house, I think because he didn't want people complaining about us being noisy uhm..
Talking about work, I was supposed to teach in an Elementary School but I got pregnant so now, I can't. I can still work but he won't let me.
"I'll be watching from home? Can't I come?" I ask, giving him pleading eyes. I really wanna watch. He's going to be playing later, yet he won't let me.
"Love, you're eight months pregnant. Anything overwhelming isn't allowed for you. And no, you're not watching me on TV as well." I frowned and pouted my lips.
"Suna Rintaro."
"Suna (Y/n)." I furrowed my brows, I held my belly when I felt her kick. "You'll be able to watch me once she's born, but right now don't okay?" He kissed my forehead.
"She kicked." I smiled and he chuckled seeing me feel my belly. Her kicking actually kinda hurts but I'm happy.
Rin didn't leave until my friend Patricia came. He gave warnings, and rules for me to remember and understand. He strictly prohibited watching his match.
When he left, I kinda just stayed in bed. Reading books until I was tired. I wasn't able to move easily with a huge belly, Patricia was a big help.
I mostly slept. I couldn't use my phone for more than ten minutes, it tires me out.
I was sleeping when I suddenly felt someone kiss my forehead, stroking their hand up and down on my arm. I opened my eyes slowly to see Rin.
"You're home." He smiled, I tried sitting up but I couldn't. He helped me up. "Sorry I didn't cook dinner." I say, leaning on him.
"All good, as long as you're well rested. You didn't watch, good girl." He chuckled, kissing my head. That made me smile. I suddenly held on to him tight, feeling pain in my belly. It's not my due date yet.
"L-Love—" My water broke? Shit she's premature.
"Shit. Come on. I'll help you up. Slowly.." He supported me and helped me to the car.
It was a good thing that Patricia hadn't left yet, I sat on the back seat and Patricia let me hold on to her. It hurts, so bad. My water's just....
I don't know what's going on around me, all I know is that someone was already waiting for us when we got to the hospital.
It was normal delivery. Nothing bad happened to me or to our daughter, but they said they needed to incubate her. Who would've known I'd be in labor today?
I'm currently resting, Rin beside me on the bed. The doctors let us, I asked for it. I needed to calm down. I was scared, I don't know what to do. I don't know if I had done something wrong.
"(Y/n), you didn't do anything wrong. We can't avoid situations like this, okay?" I nodded and snuggled closer.
"I might've shocked you for randomly getting into labor..." He chuckled and kissed my forehead, looking at me with those loving eyes.
"I love you (Y/n), and I'm happy that we gave us a chance."
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Truly I was scared for a moment, (Y/n) was suddenly in pain and thankfully, I was at home at the right time. I'm really glad I got home early. I couldn't imagine the situation if I had gotten later.
Akari was incubated for a day, I'm happy it didn't take longer than one day. We only stayed in the hospital for five days. (Y/n) was a lot better when she was given the chance to hold our daughter.
"She's tiny." I turn to (Y/n) who had Akari in her arms, she's breastfeeding her.
"You look very happy, Love." She smiled brightly. "Wait don't come closer, the oil's jumping everywhere. You and Akari might get hit." I'm cooking lunch for us, (Y/n) frowned. I leaned over to her and pecked her lips. "Go on."
(Y/n) went to the couch and I continued cooking. I'm only cooking bacon and eggs. For someone reason she's still not eating properly. It's like she has no appetite.
I would feed (Y/n) and she'd eat at most only 10 spoons of rice. She's not sick. I just hope she isn't, I'm worried that she is.
I smile seeing her look so happy to see Akari. I'm happy that we got together, we fixed our problems, got married, and now have a child.
If I hadn't gotten back together with her, I'm certain that she would've given Osamu a chance. He's a great guy. He would've showered her with love and care, and probably would be the one cooking right now.
And I know for a fact, I would've never moved on and that I will die missing her. With my daily routine of drinking alcohol and eating nothing, I could've died.
"Love, ahh." She sat properly and I fed her. "Do you have an appetite now?" I ask as she takes the spoon into her mouth, she shrugged.
"I don't know.." I sigh at her response, taking the piece of rice off the side of her mouth.
"Try eating all of this, then tell me if you feel like vomiting." She nods her head as I continued to feed her.
Thankfully she did finish everything. I'm proud of my wife. I hope I didn't force her though. I got another bowl and ate, washing the dishes after.
I went to the bedroom and found (Y/n) resting on the bed, Akari was beside her. I carried Akari and placed her on the crib for the time being.
I lay beside her and pulled the blanket over us, (Y/n) moved closer to me, her face on my chest. I wrapped an arm around her and caressed her back.
"Rin." I look at her and caught her lips, she giggled. "I love you. I love you, and our baby girl." She smiled, her eyes were closing, she's tired. "Rin, why did you never try to date someone else?"
"Hmm, I tried to. But it always resulted to just one night stands, I fucked girls a lot, I'm sorry for doing that." She shook her head. "I tried but failed, because you were the only one I could think of marrying."
"You really have a huge crush on me.. Cute." I kissed her forehead, tucking strands of her hair behind her ear. "Thank you, and I'm sorry. For hurting you then."
"Thank you for loving me again, and for becoming my wife, Suna (Y/n)."
Many things can happen.
The future will always be unpredictable.
But nonetheless I'm happy you decided to take my hand,
that you stayed with me until the end.
The seed I replanted bloomed, and my seed haha, bloomed in you and now we have Akari.
I'm sorry for my mistakes, and for my sins. I love you then, now, and in the future. I will always be here for you, to love you and to protect you and our baby girl.
- Sincerely and Forever will be yours,
Your husband, Suna Rintaro
kinda long hehe, i'll update with the alternative endings first then i'll go ahead with the other requests mwahh! I hope you enjoyed this!! Love you all sweethearts!