PowerPointless

PowerPointless

Part I

Formula 1 x Russell!Reader

Summary: you decide to throw your brother a birthday party based on the thing he loves most in the world: PowerPoint

Note: a huge thank you to @struggling-with-drivers because this would not have been possible without her help

#1 - Max Verstappen

#2 - Logan Sargeant

#3 - Daniel Ricciardo

#4 - Lando Norris

#10 - Pierre Gasly

#11 - Sergio Perez

#14 - Fernando Alonso

destined

synopsis: the universe is very cruel to not bestow a soulmate to the child who fantasizes of having one.. 

warnings: heavy angst, slowburn, slight enemies to lovers if you squint, nagireo are soulmates! cheating (but not by reader or rin), a bit fast paced in some scenes, graphic description of a breakdown, mentions of trauma, car accidents, hospitalization, happy ending  

wc: 18.1k

genre: soulmate au

notes: i passed out forty seven times but here's the fic :DD oh. my. god. i did not expect for a silly little brainrot to have reached me this far, this fic was a lot of work and i hope all of you enjoy it <33 special thanks for my girlies (pibby and koca) for being there when i rant about the loss of will for this fic but i managed to finish it !!! oh my god aaaa aight i'm going to take a nap

taglist: @tim-shii, @venusbby, @kakujis, @daiseukiis, @kokoqian, @lizzy-me, @rinnietoshi, @hyomagiri @no-name-no-business, @shortymctotty, @rroxii

they say that the night before you turn sixteen, a mark will appear on your wrist. it was the universe finally giving you your soulmate, the one you were destined to love. 

in a world where one is destined to be your soulmate, you couldn’t help but fantasize about it at such a young age. you remember listening to your mother’s stories of how she and your father met and how it felt like the odds were in their favor and it seemed like the stars aligned when they first saw each other. 

“will i ever find my own soulmate, mommy?” you asked, your mother cooed at the wondered look in your eyes as she looked at you through the mirror. her hand in your hair, braiding it as you tried replicating it with your doll. 

“i’m sure the universe will give you somebody that you’ll love unconditionally.” your mother says, smiling softly at the sound of delight that left your childish frame. 

“i’m sure i’ll love them unconditionally, too!” your mother laughed, before launching off to a story of how she and your father came to be. 

you couldn’t wait to meet your soulmate.

to say that the wait felt like forever would be an understatement. the thought of meeting your soulmate one day has always plagued your mind. you never had crushes on the kids your age, you never accepted confessions from the guys in your class because you thought that meant betraying your soulmate. 

your best friend, reo, has always been supportive of your talks about your potential soulmate. he doesn’t care if you’ve already told him the future you had envisioned after meeting your soulmate, how you’d probably meet them in a cafe that you frequented, or maybe you’ll met them in a cliche setting where you trip and they catch you in their arms. 

reo has heard it all and he lets you repeat it whenever you feel the urge to, he was a year older than you, you were beside him on the night he gained his mark and now, he’s beside you as the two of you giddily sat on your bed, awaiting for the mark. 

“do you think it would be as pretty as yours?” you were excited, reo could tell as much as you were subtly shaking on your bed. 

“that’s subjective,” reo scoffed, carding his hands through his hair. “no soulmate mark can be prettier than mine.”

you pushed him off the bed, laughing at the glare he sends you. 

5 minutes. 

your eyes couldn’t stray away from the alarm on your phone, alerting you of what will happen in a few moments. 

“hey (y/n)...” reo started, you hummed, not even looking at him. “what if we were soulmates?” you make a face, causing reo to burst out laughing. 

“reo!” “i’m sorry, you should’ve seen the look on your face!” he laughed as you glared at him. “(n/n), i love you but i think that we’re too powerful to become soulmates.” you nodded in agreement, “definitely. the world would never handle us!”

you and reo shared a laugh before your phone vibrated a bit, 

30 seconds left.

“reo! oh my god.” you instinctively gripped your best friend's hand as you watched the seconds go down. 

20 seconds left. 

“reo… it’s happening.” you quietly squeal, body shaking in anticipation as you watch the number go down to fifteen, then ten. 

“five.” 

“four.” reo counts down with you. 

“three… two…” 

you hold your breath as the last second passes, your eyes automatically flitting to your wrist.

a gasp leaves your lips as you see a line forming at the middle of your wrist, stretching at the expanse of your skin. you watch with wonder as lines and patterns adorned the skin of your wrist, blending beautifully as the line ends, completing your mark. 

you looked at your wrist in awe. a smile slowly forming at your face as you carefully examine the intricate design. 

“reo!” you turned to your best friend who was looking at you with a big smile on his face. “oh my god, reo, look! it’s here!” you say, waving your wrist in front of him, the both of you laughing with glee. 

your plans of looking for your soulmates together was now coming to fruition.

“how does it feel to have a mark now, (n/n)?” reo laughs as he lets himself fall down on your bed. 

you smile, tracing the details with your fingers, only to let out a strained sound, immediately alerting your best friend. 

“it feels nice! but reo…” the purple haired male turns to look at you. “is it supposed to hurt…?” 

“what?” reo’s eyes widened. 

“my mark… it hurts.” you say, as you feel a scorching sensation of where your mark lay. it felt like the mark was being traced by a sharp blade as you closed your eyes and clutched your wrist, whimpering at the pain. 

“reo… why does it hurt?!” you ask, reo was panicking alongside you. it didn’t hurt when he got his mark, so he couldn’t answer you. 

“i-i don’t know… mine didn’t hurt when i got it!” “reo… it burns.”

tears filled up your closed eyelids as you clutched your wrist tighter, it was excruciating. it felt as if you were being punished for reasons you didn’t know of. 

“(y/n)...” reo said quietly, barely above a whisper. as if he were scared to startle a sleeping bear. 

“your mark… it’s turning black.” what?  

your eyes opened immediately, eyes trained on the mark that used to be a pristine white, darken as seconds passed by. 

“reo, what’s happening?” you panic. “reo, please, make it stop… what’s happening?!” you cried, helpless, to your best friend who didn’t know what to do.

you kept repeating those words until you let out a scream, alerting your mother who was downstairs. 

the mark burned, it felt like you were being sliced open as the pain of your mark dissipates. realization sinks in as you look at the now darkened wrist. 

you didn’t have a soulmate. 

your mother bursts through the door, eyes filled with worry which turns into shock once she sees you being cradled by your best friend, your hand protectively on your burning wrist, the pain feeling as if it were a newly put out flame, with the embers haunting you. 

your mother sees the darkened mark and feels tears build up her eyes as she walks closer to you, letting out a sob alongside you who clung to her while reo patted your back comfortingly.

in a world where a white mark means that you have not met yet, a golden one indicating that you are now connected and a gray one meaning that they have died. 

the universe was cruel enough to give you a black one. meaning, your soulmate didn’t exist. 

your mother curses the stars above as you wept for the soulmate you never had. 

life goes on, it has to. you were now twenty-one, working in a cafe near your university. no longer do you weep for the life you fantasized when you were a child. the permanent mark on your wrist was a reminder that you will never find the one destined for you, but that was fine. you’ve gotten over it. 

or so, you convince yourself. 

reo met his soulmate at the age of eighteen, his name was nagi seishiro and when you were first introduced to him, the longing for a soulmate sparked once more. 

your best friend described meeting his soulmate like sparks flew as a buzzing sensation was felt throughout the mark on his wrist and it got progressively intense when they neared each other. reo said that it was one of the few times he ever saw nagi run, and it was to him. 

you couldn’t help but be envious of how reo’s mark that used to be white was now a shining shade of gold, nagi’s wrist matching the same shade as they held hands. when you saw how nagi looked at reo when he went off on a tangent on the most random topics, you couldn’t help but think if there would be someone who’d look at you the way nagi looked at reo. 

when reo suggested putting yourself out there in the market, you almost wanted to scoff at him. 

it seemed pathetic to try finding people who didn’t have anyone fated to them. it seemed desperate to look at people’s wrist and wonder which shade of gold would display on their skin, who would pair well with the person with the white wrist walking by the street and how did the stranger with the gray mark lose their beloved. 

but still, as much as you tucked that hopeless romantic feeling that your inner child kept trying to push out desperately, you think you’d give love another shot.so, with a sigh and a nod, you let reo set you up with acquaintances he knew. 

it took years of blind dating to finally settle with reo’s friend’s friend. his name was karasu tabito, and you think that you like him more than you intended. 

when you first met him, your eyes immediately flitted to his wrist, it was white. you didn’t know why he’d bother going on blind dates when clearly, there was someone waiting for him. but then again, maybe he had a bit of hope that he could accidentally be matched with his soulmate. 

on the second date, you couldn’t help but ask why he even bothered, clearly you weren’t his soulmate. he only waved it off with a laugh, saying that he didn’t care what the universe says. he’d date who he wanted to, a stupid mark shouldn’t get in the way of finding someone. 

and from that on, you and karasu clicked, even going as far as asking you to move in with him after the sixth month of dating. 

life was good, you were in a steady relationship with karasu and neither of you could care any less that you weren’t each others’ soulmates. 

“baby, i’ll be back before dinner. don’t miss me too much.” karasu winked you rolled your eyes as he pecked your forehead. 

“i can’t believe my boyfriend is going out on the day of our seventh month.” you tut playfully. “oh baby, ‘yer killing me.” karasu said as he snakes his arms around your waist, placing a short kiss on your neck, nibbling on it.

“just go.” you say laughing as he faux pouted when you pushed him out your apartment door, closing it in his face, laughing harder you hear his muffled voice yell at you playfully through the door before his footsteps receded.

you think you love karasu. you loved how he’s shown you nothing but utmost loyalty and gave you the love you deserved. how your hand awkwardly fit through his whenever he intertwined it with yours. how he’s made you feel like the only girl in the world and you’re the only one that mattered. 

and nine months in, you still find yourself falling for the ravenette.

hours passed and you decided to get started on dinner. you planned on making karasu’s favorite, in celebration of the nine months the both of you got together. you were so caught up in chopping the vegetables that you didn’t see your phone vibrating. 

once you finished preparing dinner, you checked your phone. eyes softening upon the sight of karasu’s contact name. but that didn’t last long as you felt uneasy upon reading his message. 

something came up, i’ll be late. 

you shook your head, mentally scolding yourself for assuming the worst as you opened the tv of your apartment, trying to rid your mind of your boyfriend’s texts. 

you weren’t sure how long you’ve been staring at the screen, trying to make sense of the series that you’ve already watched one too many times. 

karasu still wasn’t here. it’s been three hours since his last text and he hasn’t responded to any of your follow ups. 

you didn’t want to seem pushy, but the food was getting cold and you were worried that something had happened to your boyfriend. it was unlike karasu to not message, he usually manages to send a quick text no matter how busy he is. your thoughts were clouding your mind, the moving images on screen were now seeming like a blur of random colors and sounds.

you perk up once you hear the door of your apartment make a sound, the jingling of keys is loud as you watch the door open, your boyfriend entering with a blank look on his face. 

“tabito… you’re late–” “i texted you.” he cut you off stiffly, not meeting your eyes as he tightened the scarf he was wearing. 

a scarf that you didn’t remember him leaving with. 

“right…” you say, trying not to alarm him. you didn’t know why he was acting like this. he left the apartment in good spirits a while ago. maybe it was work?

“uh… i’ll go heat up dinner.” you say, awkwardly walking around him to get to the kitchen. 

“we need to talk.” you freeze, your back was turned to his, so was he. you turned your head to see him with his head down and from the way his body was postured, you can see him fiddling with his thumbs, a telltale sign that he was nervous.

“okay.”

dinner was the dictionary definition of tense, and you couldn’t pinpoint why. you could barely taste the food that you made as you watched karasu push the pieces of meat on his plate, occasionally shoveling small bites.

“are you– is the food good?” you asked, trying to make a conversation and break the tense silence that was deafening. he gave you a small forced smile as he nodded.

“yeah.” 

then that was it. 

dinner consisted of you trying to talk to your boyfriend who was giving clipped answers, you wanted to question why the hell he was wearing a scarf and a jacket in your warm apartment and where did he even get it. those weren’t the clothes that he left with. 

now that you think about it, he barely made eye contact with you when he got home. 

“tobi… did something happ–” “i met my soulmate.” the world felt like it stopped. it felt like cotton was being shoved into your ears as your heart erratically beat in your chest, as if it were trying to escape its confines as karasu’s words echoed in your head. 

“w-what?” “my soulmate.” karasu finally looks you in the eyes, “i met her.” 

“oh.” you gulped, not exactly knowing the right words to say. 

“i…” “can i see the mark?” karasu was thrown off by your question, the long sleeve he was wearing was now raised to his forearms, showing you the golden mark. 

you felt numb. you didn’t know what to say nor do as you looked up to see karasu guiltily looking at you. however, your eyes couldn’t help but flit down to the loosened scarf, widening once you saw the bruised skin of his neck. 

you wordlessly yanked the cloth off, karasu immediately covering his neck with the marked forearm as you backed a few steps away.

“t-tobi…” “i-i’m sorry.” karasu says quietly. “something happened between us. i didn’t mean for it to turn out like this.”

“clearly someone did.” you scoffed, feeling rage fill your body. “you couldn’t keep it in your pants until you broke it off with me, huh?” 

karasu took offense to that, it was clear that he did as he slammed his fist on the table, startling you. 

“i told you, i didn’t mean for it to happen!” “but it did!” you say, feeling frustrated tears build up. 

“i would’ve understood that you would leave me for your soulmate, i don’t stand a chance against the universe, tobito!” you say, throwing your hands up in the air and letting the angry tears roll down. 

“but couldn’t you have at least broke it off before you fucked her? was our relationship just not important to you that you’d immediately drop me because you met her?” you ranted, not paying attention to the way karasu’s hands balled into fists. 

“you’re making a big deal out of this.” karasu said with clenched teeth. “we both knew that this relationship wouldn’t have lasted.”

“i never thought abo–-” 

“how the fuck is it my fault if my soulmate managed to make me happy in the few hours i met her compared to the months i spent with you?” he cut you off and the next sound the both of you heard was your palm meeting his cheek 

“fuck you, karasu tabito.” 

the ache in your chest worsens as you see karasu turn his back to you as he leaves the room. 

“i’m over this.”

you were twenty-one when you felt your second heartbreak, twenty-one when you told yourself that maybe love just wasn’t for you. 

“come on, (y/n), take a break.” reo whines as you type in your laptop, finishing up a document due tonight. 

you were now twenty three. it’s been a year, eight months and 21 days since karasu broke your heart and left nothing of it. not that you were keeping count. 

“reo, you know i can’t. not everyone is a ceo-in-line with a malewife.” you mumble, causing reo to laugh out loud at your retort. 

“i’ll have you know, nagi is now trying to look for jobs outside the subsidiary company of mikage corporations..” “emphasis on trying, reo.” you roll your eyes, knowing the lazy tendencies that nagi had. it’s been like that for the years that you’ve known him and clearly, reo was more than happy to provide for him.

“give him some credit.” reo pouted before smiling fondly at the thought of his snowy haired soulmate. 

“what a simp.” you mutter playfully, only to feel a balled up piece of paper hit your forehead, it was the paper that encapsulated the straw for reo’s drink. 

“jerk.” “no, you.” reo said as he stuck out his tongue and placed his lips on the drink, sipping his iced beverage. 

“... so–” 

“no, reo.” 

“i didn’t even say anything yet!”

 “we all know where this is going, reo. you’re going to try setting me up with someone… again.”

“hey!” you give reo a look as you stopped typing on your laptop. “no i won’t.” you quirk a brow at the purple haired male. 

“i won’t!” reo reiterated, raising his hands in defense. “oka–” “but nagi will!”

“huh?”

“hey, (y/n).” you don’t know if you could call it comedic timing as you jumped a bit after hearing nagi’s voice. the snowy haired male plopping down the seat beside his lover.

“go on a date with my coworker.” 

“no.” 

nagi turns to his soulmate, “sorry, baby, i tried.” “nagi!” 

the snowy haired male sighed before turning to you once more. “please?” 

“no.” “reo, she said no.” 

reo gives him a sarcastic smile, “i know, love. i can hear her from here.” the purple haired male sighs as nagi plops his head on reo’s shoulders. 

“hey… (y/n).” nagi calls out and you look at him with an inquiring brow. 

“remember that favor you owed me?” your eyes widened, and nagi knew that he had you. 

“nagi…” “what favor?” reo was confused as he looked between the two of you. you shook your head at nagi who gave you a small smirk in return. 

“go on a date with my coworker.” nagi repeats, a daring look in his eye, something in you tells you that if you said no once more, he’d make you regret it so with a sigh, you mumbled a bitter “fine.”

nagi gave a hum and a nod in response, making himself even more comfortable on reo’s shoulder. 

“nagi, my love?” “hm?” “what was the favor?”

“nagi don–” “remember when we were in freshman college and your tub in the bathroom was suddenly stained purple?” reo nods and you want to disappear.

“well, that was (y/n). i don’t know what she did but i took the blame for it.” reo’s eyes widened. “was this the one where i ignored you for a week?” nagi nods, pouting slightly and reo couldn’t help but lean a small peck to his lover’s lips. 

you wanted to retort but reo looked at you with a mischievous grin. 

“well, now you have to go on two dates with him!” 

you sigh, knowing that you would have to make yourself look presentable for whenever the date would be. 

your phone suddenly vibrated on the table after a few minutes of conversation with the couple. 

“shit, i have to go!” you say as you gather your things in your bag, looking over at your best friend, he gives you a nod and helps you pack up your things. 

“a work meeting, right?” you nod, standing up once all your things are gathered. “i’ll see you soon, reo, nagi!”

“text me when you get there!” reo yells as you nod and wave them off before running out the door. 

you only had ten minutes to arrive at the office, you were supposed to leave earlier but the conversation between the three of you flowed so naturally that you reached your final alarm. 

your legs were trying to pick up its pace, not noticing the man who was running as well, intercepting you and causing you to fall on your bottom. 

“watch where you’re going.” the man said as he glared down at you. you couldn’t help but stand up and glare right back, right into his piercing turquoise orbs. 

“i could say the same thing, asshole.” it was a pity, really, he was tall, had dark hair and was really handsome.

but he was a total jerk. 

you can see him roll his eyes at you before turning away, “your files are on the ground, better get to it.” he muttered before walking away. “fucking klutz.” 

your fist clenched, wanting to give the man a piece of your mind but you were already running late. you hastily grabbed your files before taking off once more, hoping that you wouldn’t be late. 

the odds weren’t in your favor and you ended up having to explain yourself to your boss.

oh how much you wanted to punch that jerk of a stranger. 

“no, because, reo, if you were in my position, what would you have done?” you say as you ranted, putting on your cardigan and fluffing your hair in front of the vanity mirror. reo was on his phone as he laid down on your bed. 

“i think i would’ve been sued for punching him.” reo mumbles absentmindedly. “exactly!” you slammed your hands on the dresser, causing reo to look startled. 

“god, i can’t believe he couldn’t even have the decency to help me! it’s not like it was only my fault that i bumped into him? can you believe that?” 

reo only laughs at your frustration before standing up and heading over to you. 

“alright, (n/n), you’ve let it all out, now it’s time to make you prettier for the date.” reo says as he sits you down in front of the mirror. 

“let’s make him fall in love at first sight.” he winks. 

“now, we can’t have you looking all grouchy for your date, right? that isn’t popular with men.”

“fuck men.” you retorted, causing reo to laugh before he helped you apply your make-up. 

“i have a feeling you’d like this one.” 

to say that you were nervous to meet this mystery man would be an understatement, this is the first date you’re going to ever since… him but you had little to no hope, you didn’t want to assume and get hurt in the long run so with a deep breath, you opened the door of reo’s car and got in.

“are you nervous?”  your best friend asks as he drives to the location nagi sent him. 

“a little?” you say honestly, it’s been a while since you’ve gotten out there and put yourself in the market, so to suddenly be thrown into a blind date was nerve wracking. 

“don’t worry, it’s nagi’s friend. i don’t think nagi would refer you to an asshole.” you gave him an incredulous look as he turned the corner. 

“wasn’t it nagi who introduced karasu?” “karasu was a friend of a friend, that doesn’t count.” reo defends. 

you and reo bickered over your bad taste in men and their terrible skills at setting you up with men on the way to the restaurant, you knew that once you leave the car, the nerves would take over once more so you do your best to not let it show to your best friend. 

“we’re here.” he says as he turns off the engine, causing you to give him a puzzled look. 

“me and nagi aren’t going to leave you alone for your first date so you can rest easy, think of it as a double date!” reo beams as he exits the car with you following right after. 

reo immediately came to your side and linked your arms together before walking towards the entrance. 

“reservation under mikage.” he tells the hosts who welcomes the both of you with a smile, leading you to the private room that reo reserved. 

once the two of you stopped by the door, reo unlatched his arms from yours and held both of your shoulders. 

“alright, we’ll give this a chance, okay? he might seem… a bit closed off… but i think you can open his cold heart.”  you raise a brow at him. 

“and you’re telling me this… seconds away from meeting him, because?” “i forgot to mention it.” reo shrugs.

“reo–” you were cut off by reo opening the door, pushing you inside, you had to regain your bearings as you were caught off balance. 

“so… (y/n).” you hear nagi say, “meet rin.” your eyes flit towards the man who sat beside nagi, eyes widening as you see equally shocked turquoise eyes staring right back at you. 

“you—” “so, being a klutz just comes naturally, huh?” he interrupts you, you stood up glared right at him, wanting nothing more but to suffocate him with the napkin that was folded like a swan by the table. 

“uh…” you hear reo ask quietly from behind. “do you… know each other?” 

“no.” “yes!” rin quirks a brow at your aggression. “this is the asshole i’ve been telling you about!” 

reo’s eyes widened as he let out a loud “oh.” 

“why are you here?” you asked the tall male who quirks yet another brow at you, one more quirk as a response and you were about to shave his goddamn brows off. 

“nagi invited me.” “don’t tell me…” you turn to look at reo and nagi who were suddenly by the door. 

“this reminds me, i have to talk to the manager of this place, my father told me that there will be a partnership between our corporation and theirs so… nagi, come on, let’s go!” reo said, pulling his lover outside the door, the tall lanky male following with no question. 

you sighed, this “double date” was already not going the way anyone expected. 

“so.” you hear rin say after a few seconds of silence. “do i get a name?” 

you gave him a grimace, as if you couldn’t believe what he was saying. “you’re kidding, right?”

“i’m not.” he rolled his eyes, “is my impression that bad that you won’t even give this date a chance?” 

now that you think about it… wait. was he trying to gaslight you? 

“i don’t even know you.” you say, “that’s the only impression i have so i don’t think you can blame me for not wanting to be in the same room.”

you scoff, feeling a bit bad for the way you were responding. god damn it, his gaslight was working.

“...fine.” you relented. “just this once.” 

rin says nothing as he pulls out your seat for you, pushing you towards the table once you sit down. 

once the both of you ordered, silence took over the room and you wished that reo would stop acting like he’s doing anything important and come back to get rid of the awkward tension. 

“so…” you begin. “you didn’t answer my question earlier.” rin cuts you off, you gave him a confused stare. 

“does being a klutz come naturally?” your hand twitched as you adjusted the napkin on your lap. 

“are you just trying to pick a fight?” you responded, “you can’t answer a question with a question.” he evaded your question smoothly. 

“no. i’m not a klutz-” you roll your eyes, “you just happened to be in the way!” 

“and you were so mean about it too! what was that about?” you couldn’t help but question him. 

“i… it wasn’t a good day for me. sorry.” your eyes widened at his sudden apology, “if you apologize like that, then it’s weird for me to not accept it.” you say, an unconscious pout on your face. 

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, but… how about we start with a fresh slate?” rin says, straightening up in his seat when he sees you nod hesitantly. 

“great.” he says before putting out his hand. “itoshi rin.” he introduces himself. 

“really?” you teasingly looked at his hand. “you’re offering a handshake on the first date?” 

“would you rather i kiss you instead?” rin rebuts, your eyes widened and that seemed to incite a chuckle out of the male in front of you. “so, your name?”

“(y/n)(l/n).” you begrudgingly replied, placing your hand in his in a firm shake. 

“it’s nice to meet you.”

when reo and nagi comes back, they were half-expecting to return to the room with table sheets thrown and glasses broken, maybe even food stain on your clothes so when they pushed the door open and see rin smiling out of all expressions, it’s safe to say that they were bewildered. 

“oh, reo. nice of you to come back.” you say, smiling sarcastically at him before stabbing the piece of meat on your plate, your knife in hand postured in a very questionable angle.

reo gulped, knowing that you were aware that he made up such a dumb lie to leave you and rin alone, but he thinks that he’s done a good job, even if you were currently glaring daggers at him. 

“oh, rin, you’ve met (y/n)?” nagi said as he sat beside him once more, you and rin blinked in confusion, from the corner of your eyes, you could see reo slap a palm on his forehead. 

he knew that he told nagi to act stupid, but not that stupid. 

“yeah… you kinda… left us no choice.” you answered for rin. 

“so,” reo interrupts as he sits next to you, across from nagi. 

“you enjoying the food so far?”

dinner ends with the four of you drinking wine and sharing stories as if you were old-time friends. the previously tense and awkward atmosphere disappears and the night ends with laughter. 

when it was time for the four of you to leave, reo pulled you aside. 

“is it okay if rin drives you home?” “what?” you were bewildered, sure you and rin were somewhat decent tonight but you don’t really trust him enough to know your location. 

“please? nagi drank too much and you know how he is when he’s drunk…” reo said as he clasps his hands on your right one, silently begging for you to say yes. 

“why can’t i just ride with the two of you then?” “well…” “don’t answer that, use protection.” reo smirked before pleading once more. 

“come on! i’ll sponsor your first official date with rin!” “wha–” “i’ll even buy you whatever you want for a week, just say yes!”

“a month.” “fine, now let’s go before nagi throws a drunken fit.” reo hits your shoulder playfully as the two of you reunite with nagi and rin.

rin was supporting nagi’s weight, grunting whenever nagi leaned further on him. 

“for such a big guy, you’d think he wouldn’t be a lightweight.” rin complained to reo who immediately latched his arms around his lover’s waist, taking off the weight on his coworker. 

“you better make sure that you take my bestie home safe, itoshi.” reo warns as he pokes an accusing finger on rin’s chest while supporting a drunk nagi with his free arm. 

“whatever.” rin rolls his eyes lightheartedly as the couple walks off after reo hugs you goodbye– extendedly, nagi too. 

when the two finally left your sights, you turned to rin with a bow. 

“it was great meeting you, but it’s fine, i can take a cab somewhe–” “don’t be ridiculous. it’s late. and mikage entrusted me with bringing you home.” rin interrupts you as he guides you to the parking lot. 

“besides, i don’t mind.” rin says as he opens the passenger seat for you. 

you looked at the open door skeptically. “how do i ensure that you’re not plotting my murder?”

rin rolls his eyes. “if i truly did want to murder you, i had the perfect opportunity back at dinner with the number of steak knives there were.” 

“a steak knife…? how do you even come to that thought?” rin shrugs, “i watch a lot of horror movies, now get in.” with a small mutter of how you still doubt if he was a murderer, you comply and for the third time of the night, he rolls his eyes at you.

once he closes your door, he walks right over to the driver’s seat and situates himself inside, starting the engine once you give him the directions to your apartment. 

“apartment, huh? you don’t live with your parents?” rin asks as he drives along the highway. you shake your head. “no, i moved out when i was 21.” to live with someone who broke my heart. “it was odd at first, but i’ve gotten used to it.” you reply. 

“got any siblings?” you asked, you hear him scoff as he turns the corner. “what is this? twenty-one questions?” 

“you started it!” you huffed, pouting unconsciously. “just answer, you’re such a–” “i have an older brother.” he interrupts you before you could insult him once more. 

“oh? are you close?” rin let out a breath through his nose before replying with a curt “not really.” 

you wanted to ask more, but you knew that it was not the time and place for it, you immediately diverted the topic by asking another question. 

“how do you know nagi?” rin sighs as he stops at a red light, his fingers tapping the steering wheel lightly. “our department got reshuffled and he was assigned to sit next to me. i think we bonded over soccer as a hobby and it just went from there?” rin tries to recall, you hum in understanding. 

“aren’t these the types of questions we should’ve been having back at dinner?” rin scoffs. “i’m not sure if you realized, but you resented me before we talked about mikage’s dumb tactic to get us alone.”

the rest of the drive was filled with natural conversation, you think that talking to him was fun, you even went ahead and shared the gossip that was circling around your workplace. 

“and then, i swear hina told me that– oh, we’re here.” you quiet down once you noticed that the car had slowed down. 

“hm? hina said what?” you smirked playfully. “guess you’ll never know.” you say as you unbuckle the seatbelt. 

rin rose a brow at you before he took his phone from the middle console. “better text me what happens then.” you tilt your head to the side, looking at the phone in his hand with a teasing glance. 

“couldn’t get enough of me already?” rin scoffed. “i just want to know what hina said after hanagaki mixed up all her documents and got her into trouble.” he shrugs. you smirked. “okay, sure. if you say so.” you say, punching in your number in his phone, sending yourself an emoji. 

“thank you for bringing me home, itoshi-kun.” he only gives a nod in response. “be safe on your way home!” 

rin nods once more before he drives off, not before reminding you to finish your gossip through text. with a short laugh, you opened your messages and continued the story, an unconscious smile on your face. 

you: there was a lot of screaming in the printing room, but we weren’t so sure if it was because of rage.

the next time you hear from rin, it was three days later with him asking you out on a formal date. 

you: what took you so long to ask me out?

itoshi rin: had to gather courage

you: for what?

itoshi rin: had to make sure that you were interested

you: was me giving my number not enough proof for you? 

itoshi rin: so is that a yes

you: to where

itoshi rin: i honestly don't know. i didn't think i'd get this far. 

you: rin 😭 yes. but i'll decide where :D

itoshi rin: that's sketchy… sure. go wild.

you: got it ;D

when rin itoshi said to go wild, he didn’t mean to pick out the most expensive restaurant in the city. he was sitting in front of you, eyes staring blankly at the unpriced beef in the menu, not even knowing what to order. you looked back at him with a laugh. 

“itoshi…” he looks up at you, you smile menacingly before whipping out reo’s black card. 

“let’s go wild.” you winked and you could’ve sworn there was a spark that flickered in rin’s eyes. 

“did you just pick that up somewhere?”

“no, it’s reo’s.” 

“say less.” 

sometimes the rich need to be given a run for their money. 

so with money out of the question, the both of you splurged on your date, even going as far as reo calling you middate to ask what the actual hell you were doing with his card.

you couldn’t remember a time when you laughed so hard in your life.

one date turned to three, then five, then the next thing rin knew, the two of you were drunkenly– well at least you were, walking on the street after having spent time in a nightclub. 

rin sighed as he watched you almost stumble at your feet, if it weren’t for his hand that latched onto your waist to stabilize you. 

“let’s go and get you home, (y/n).” he says as he walks with you to the corner of the street, hoping to hail a cab. you pull away as you recognize your surroundings. 

“rin,” you slur, a drunken smile on your face as you look into his eyes. “i don’t want the night to end yet.” rin raises a brow at you. “it’s two am.” “who cares? let’s go somewhere, i know a place!” you beamed and really, 

how could rin say no? 

out of all the places he expected you to take him to, he wasn’t expecting a closed park. it was old, clearly mismanaged as he takes in the rusty swings and distorted slides, but it seemed that you didn’t care as you pull him by his hand towards the swings, immediately sitting on it. 

“push me.” you say as rin only shakes his head softly at you, doing as you say. 

when the swing rises up, you couldn’t help the giggle you let out as the cold night air hits your face. rin smiles at the way your laughter permeates the otherwise quiet park. 

once you had enough, rin sits on the swing beside you, he was too tall for the swing so he stretched his legs a bit as he watched how your swing slowly skids to a stop, causing you to rock the swing in calmer motions. 

“having fun there?” he asked with a small quirk of his lips. you leaned your head on the cold metal chains as you nodded with a hum, eyes closed and a smile on your face. 

“did you know?” you asked after a few seconds of silence. your companion hummed questioningly at your query. 

“this was the park where me and reo met.” you start. “i think i was crying because some boy pulled my hair and kicked the castle i was making in the sandbox and then reo yelled at him.” you recall, thinking about the snotty-nosed kid that you never saw again. 

“is that the start of your friendship?” rin indulges your drunken reminiscing, you smiled at the memory before nodding. “reo’s like an older brother to me. the brother i never had…” 

“he’s always been there ever since… he’s the first person i call when i need someone, he’s the first person to know anything and everything… and.” you take a pause as you intake a deep breath. 

“he’s the one i was with when i turned sixteen.” you say, unconsciously rubbing the black mark on your wrist. rin’s eyes flit downward to your wrist before looking at his own. 

“i’m sorry. for what happened to you.” you shook your head, “it’s all in the past now.” with the way you were talking, rin assumed that you were sobering up. 

“you know… the topic never came up because i trusted nagi and reo to not set me up with someone who found their soulmate, but… what about yours?” you say as you look at him with bleary eyes, not noticing the way he gulps. 

“dead.” 

“oh, shit. i’m sorry–” 

“don’t be. it’s all in the past now.” rin says, repeating your words from earlier. 

“do you…uh.” you try finding the words to say. “do you wanna talk about it?” rin shakes his head as he softly caresses the darkened mark. 

“i’m not ready.” you nod understandingly before trying to divert the topic, “remember the first time i rode in your car?” rin nods at the memory. 

“are you close with your family? i’ve never really asked that. all i know is that you’re not on good terms with your brother.” 

rin sighs as he rocked the swing with the heels of his shoes, gently swaying as the night air tussles his hair softly. 

“there’s just some unresolved things that happened between me and sae-nii.” he said, name dropping the said older brother. “but i am close with my family in general, i don’t see them often though.” you hum out a reply as you look up to the nightsky that was littered with stars. 

“the sky looks so beautiful at this time of night.” you say mindlessly. rin stares up at the sky then at you. “so does the moon.” you scoff lightly, not understanding the hidden meaning behind his words as you gripped the metal chains of the swing. 

“ah, this place is my happy place.” you say, eyes closed as you tilted your body back. “it’s such a shame that it won’t last for long.” a sad smile forms on your face as you sit upright once more. silence overtaking the two of you before you broke it.

“can i say something dumb?” rin looks at you, a small smirk on his face. “you usually never ask when you do. the amount of questionable things i’ve heard from you is concerning.” 

“oh shut up.” you laughed as you leaned over and pushed him by the chain of his swing. “just say yes or no.”

“go ahead.” you grunted, not liking how he didn’t follow the options you gave him. you breathe in a deep breath. you weren’t sure what suddenly gave you the confidence, maybe it was the fact that you were still slightly tipsy, or maybe it was the way rin told you more about himself and let himself be vulnerable with you. 

“i think i like you.” you say, just loud enough for him to hear. you hear the rustling of the swing chains stop as he stills. you looked down, knowing right then and there that you’ve probably ruined a great friendship. 

you gave yourself a bitter smile before raising your head up once more, preparing to play it off as a joke. but before you could do, you feel his hand on your cheek as he turns your face towards his and presses his lips to yours. 

a surprised noise escapes your lips as your eyes widen. it took you a split second to kiss back as you closed your eyes and your hand cups his hand on your cheek. the kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to leave you in a daze, twin blushes on your faces as you pulled away. 

to say that the kiss felt leagues different than when you kissed karasu would’ve been an understatement. 

rin’s kiss conveyed the words he couldn’t say out loud. i like you too. 

“be mine.” rin whispered, afraid of breaking the atmosphere the both of you created. your thumb brushes against his fingers as a small smile spreads on your face. 

“gladly.” you whispered back as rin pulled you into another kiss. you felt happy. 

the fact that rin was now yours clouded your mind and numbed your body with ecstasy, paying no mind to your soulmate mark that throbbed defiantly. 

maybe it was the universe giving you a second chance. 

breaking the news to reo was something you didn’t want to do. you didn’t want to be subjected by his ‘i told you so’s and his ‘aren’t you glad i played matchmaker?’ – even if technically, it was nagi who set the both of you up but reo would argue that a soulmate is just one person split into two. 

“i’m happy.” was all reo said once you told him, with rin holding your hand in his lightly. nagi was right beside reo as his eyes lightened up a bit. nagi didn’t say anything, but with the nod of acknowledgement he sent to his coworker, he didn’t need to say anything more. 

“hey, rin.” your now boyfriend looks at your best friend as the purple haired male looks at him sternly. “you better take care of her.” 

rin breathed out before he replied with little to no effort. 

“i don’t ever see the day where i won’t.” his hand squeezes your tighter once he hears nagi snort. “i don’t think i’ve ever heard rin say something so cringe.”

rin rolls his eyes at his coworker as they bickered over, you and reo only watched with amused gazes as they went back and forth. 

“so,” reo turned to you with a toothy grin on his face, an expression you loathed on him because it made him smug. 

“what?” you sighed, exasperated. 

“i told you so.” he winked, you rolled your eyes. “reo, shut the fuck up.” before pushing him and letting out a laugh.

reo couldn’t help but see the way rin’s eyes darted over to you and a soft expression taking over his face when he heard you laugh. 

reo thinks that maybe, the stars were finally aligning to your favor. 

you were happy. to say that you and rin have been together for a year with no effort would be a lie. there were times that you and rin fought, to the brink of breaking up but your love for him surpassed the struggles that came your way and now, the two of you are about to celebrate a year and three months of being together. 

you think it’s finally the time to tell him that you loved him. 

you’ve always withheld those three words, fearing for the time where your partner will leave for their real soulmate. you thought about the time where karasu made you feel loved. but this was different, rin was different.

he didn’t have a soulmate, he didn’t have anyone who was waiting for him, he didn’t make you feel like you were some kind of plaything. the respect and adoration he showed you had no bounds. 

you think this is what a soulmate is supposed to feel like.  

the door opens to his apartment, he had invited you beforehand and cursed when he was called back into work, saying that a coworker had mixed up the files and it needed to be submitted asap, so rin cursed before apologizing, wanting to get the job done as soon as possible. 

your boyfriend gave you a kiss before assuring you that he would be back as soon as he can. 

rin paid no mind to the way it felt like his left wrist numbed in pain.

he doesn’t understand when it happened. 

for the first five months of his relationship with you, it felt like his mark didn’t exist. it felt like it was merely a gray mark that stained his skin. but when the tenth mark of your relationship, the thought of you made his mark burn. 

the first time rin felt it, he felt like his entire body was burning. he couldn’t help but hiss in pain in the confines of his own apartment. he didn’t understand where it was coming from, maybe it was because he slept in the wrong position? he didn’t know. 

all he knew is that the thought of loving you burned. 

he decides that he’d love you in silence, never uttering those three little words out loud, fearing for what could possibly happen when he does so. 

so now, seeing you look at him in a lovestruck expression, he couldn’t help but fear the words that will come out of your mouth. 

rin watches as you breathe in a deep breath, mentally preparing your entire body to say the words you’ve been meaning to say to the olive haired male. 

“rin… i lo–” you were interrupted with rin’s lips meeting yours. you let out a surprised noise but reciprocated nonetheless. you could feel rin try to pull you closer to him as you wrapped your arms around him. 

you pull away slightly. “i lo–” he pressed his lips back hastily, more aggressively. as if he were trying to swallow your words whole, his tongue immediately intermingling with yours as you try pulling away once more. 

what the fuck has gotten into him?

“r-rin.” “stop talking.” rin says as he latches once more. you gripped his hair and pulled him away from you, eyes meeting his clouded ones. 

“i love you.” you feel his body sag a bit as he bites his bottom lip. 

“you can’t.” 

huh? 

you froze, unknowingly verbalizing your confusion. 

rin swallows, as if he were struggling to breathe. 

“you can’t love me. we’re not soulmates.” he mutters, pulling away completely for you. 

you were speechless. your hands were getting clammy and you couldn’t find the right words to say as rin turned his back to you. 

“w-why does that matter now…? rin… hey.” you walked up to his back to turn him around only for him not to meet your eyes. 

“tell me–”  “i can’t… love you when all i see is her.” you froze, heart beating uncomfortably in your chest as you desperately tried to meet the eyes that stayed on the ground. 

“what…” “can’t you get it, (y/n)? i can’t do this. i can’t say that i love you when all i can see is the ghost of my dead soulmate whenever i look at you!” rin let out. 

you gasped at his words, your throat feeling uncomfortable and your hands felt clammy. 

rin didn’t kiss you because he reciprocated your feelings. 

rin kissed you because he wanted to stop you from telling him. because he knows he can’t say it back. 

rin didn’t love you. he loved the ghost of the dead soulmate he saw in you. 

it was as if hell froze over, you couldn’t breathe. rin finally looks up to you with deep regret in his eyes. 

“i’m so sorry.” rin says, barely over a whisper as he looks down once more, not knowing how to face the look of brokenness on your face. 

“so…” you start, wincing at the crack of your voice. “a-all of this… what exactly is it?”

“hey… rin.” tears were blurring your vision as your voice gets heavier, “tell me. was that all i am to you? a replacement?” your heart burned. 

rin stayed quiet, his mind conflicted. he doesn’t know what to say. all he knows is that he can feel his heart breaking at the sight of the tears building up in your eyes. 

“say something!” he flinches at the yell you let out, angry tears are now cascading down your cheeks and he wants to wipe it away, oh so desperately. 

but he can’t. 

he can’t go against the universe. 

all he can do is watch as you hiccup, trying to demand answers from him. 

“tell me!” 

“i don’t love you.” he says, swallowing down the guilt he feels. his mind battles over itself, he desperately wants to retract everything he said. every lie he’s uttered and every word he’s ever said for you to look like that. 

you’re crying… because of him.

and he hated that. 

but this was for the best. he swears that it was for the best. 

“i’m so–” “don’t.” rin watched as you interrupted him, face now devoid of emotions as you let reality sink in. 

it was as if the universe just loved to play with you.

“go screw yourself in hell, itoshi.” you say, turning around and slamming the apartment doors closed after leaving. 

once the male heard the door slam close, he couldn’t help but slide against the wall of his apartment, it was as if the sound finally snapped him out of his facade as tears lined up on his bottom lashes. 

what the hell was he so afraid of? 

when rin heard you profess your love for him, it was like his breath was stolen. 

he wanted to scream on how he loved you more and your existence brought the missing spark in his eyes. but he didn’t. he couldn’t. 

the ghost of his old soulmate still haunts him to this day.

but until when? until when will he let the ghost of his past haunt him. until when will he stop himself from finding his true happiness? 

rin didn’t know the answer until a few minutes ago. or was it hours? he didn’t know how long he’s been crying himself to exhaustion as he ruins another good thing in his life. 

the reality dawns upon him as he looks at his phone, already planning on texting you. 

2:49am. god knows how dangerous it is out there for you. 

and rin wasn’t about to keep fucking up. 

so be it if you’d rather not see him, if you’d rather not have anything to do with him after this night. all he wants for you is to be back in the comfort of his four walls and safe. he’d go out of his way to book a hotel for himself for the night if you’d not even let him sleep on the couch. he doesn’t care. 

all he wants is for you to be within his sight again. 

so with a quick grab to his coat, he ran out of the apartment complex in search of you.

he doesn’t know how long it’s been since he ran, you couldn’t have gone that far, right? he searched nearby convenience stores, but had no luck. he tried calling your phone over and over, but no answer. 

rin felt pathetic. he felt helpless. 

~

“the sky looks so beautiful at this time of night.” you say mindlessly. rin stares up at the sky then at you. “so does the moon.” you scoff lightly, not understanding the hidden meaning behind his words as you gripped the metal chains of the swing. 

“ah, this place is my happy place.” you say, eyes closed as you tilted your body back. “it’s such a shame that it won’t last for long.” a sad smile forms on your face as you sit upright once more. silence overtaking the two of you before you broke it.

“can i say something dumb?” rin looks at you, a small smirk on his face. “you usually never ask when you do. the amount of questionable things i’ve heard from you is concerning.” 

“oh shut up.” you laughed as you leaned over and pushed him by the chain of his swing. “just say yes or no.”

“go ahead.” you grunted, not liking how he didn’t follow the options you gave him. you breathe in a deep breath. you weren’t sure what suddenly gave you the confidence, maybe it was the fact that you were still slightly tipsy, or maybe it was the way rin told you more about himself and let himself be vulnerable with you. 

“i think i like you.” you say, just loud enough for him to hear.

~

fuck. why wasn’t that the first place he looked? 

with a deep breath, he ran once more, praying to whoever was above that he’d find you.

so when he saw a lonesome figure swinging herself gently by the swings, he couldn’t help but yell out your name. 

you perked up, the moonlight shining on your figure and rin thinks you look beautiful like that. once you see him, you immediately stand up and dash away from him. 

rin curses, knowing that he was still at a distance and it wouldn’t be easy catching up to you, given the headstart that you had. 

“(y/n), please. listen!” rin yells out as he crosses the playground, only to see you already on the other side of the street. 

“go away, rin!” you yell from the other side and rin stayed in his place, taking in a deep breath. 

"just listen to me!" he yells and you stop in your tracks. 

it was cliche, really. rin thinks. 

he never thought he’d be running after someone at two in the morning, hoping that they aren’t too late and confessing their love for them under the moon. 

but life works in comedic ways, doesn’t it? 

“i lied.” rin says, loud enough for you to hear him from the other side of the street. 

“i never saw her in you. i’ve always seen you as (y/n).” he continues, closing his eyes as he yells out his feelings on the empty street. “i’m terrified.” 

“i’m so fucking terrified of feeling this way because all i’ve ever been taught about since i was a kid is that soulmates are certain.” that’s what you were taught as well. 

“but… having you… feeling you… loving you.” rin takes a deep breath in. 

“it all feels so right, so if the universe doesn’t think that we have a chance with love even if we’re not soulmates…”  he pauses before yelling at the top of his lungs. 

“then fuck the universe! all i want to do is love you, soulmate or not.” you stared at him, yelling like a mad man at almost three am. 

“so please… come back to me.” rin says as he holds his hand out, eyes solely trained on you. waiting for your next move. “please. just give me one chance. i won’t ever waste it, i love you!”

“please.” rin says, trying not to get his hopes up when he sees you take a step forward, your eyes focused on him, your surroundings didn’t matter as you ran across the street. 

“shit, wait, (y/n)–!” maybe you should really pay attention to your surroundings. maybe you shouldn’t have been a klutz. 

maybe… maybe if then, you would’ve realized the out of control vehicle coming at your direction in a haste. 

and it was as if time had moved in slow motion and his feet were stuck in the ground. itoshi rin found himself helpless as he watched the vehicle collide with your body. 

the universe must hate him so much that he was forced to watch the love of his life get hurt in front of him, twice.  

maybe it was the universe’s way of telling him, fuck you, too. 

the hospital hallways were quiet. too quiet. rin could still feel his ears ringing as his mind played back to the incident that took over not even hours ago. 

“(y/n)!” rin yells as he runs over to your figure, the dark ground stained with red as you cough. his hands were shaking. 

he didn’t know what to do. 

“shit! what happened?” he heard a stranger call out, footsteps were getting closer to him but he couldn’t hear it. “mina, call the ambulance!” he hears the stranger yell at his girlfriend? who knows. rin couldn’t focus on anything. 

his coat was being stained red as you bled out into his arms. 

“(y/n)... come on… don’t do this to me.” rin whispers as he shakes your semi-conscious figure gently. 

“i-...i’m g-glad.” you whimpered, eyes wincing at the pain that was seeping through your body. 

“d-don’t speak.” rin said, trying to keep his heart steady and his tears at bay. his hands were shaking as he cups your cheek and wipes away the stray blood. hoping desperately that the coldness he felt from your skin was brought about by the nightair and not your body losing its warmth. 

“you’re going to be okay.” he says as he caresses your cheek. 

“i’m g-glad you love me too…” you say, voice getting quieter every passing second. 

“i’ll spend all of our lifetime telling you that. don’t get too emotional the first time.” rin scolds, trying not to make his nerves evident. 

you let out a small pained giggle. “i wonder if it’ll still be around to hear it.” you say out loud, 

“don’t cry… rinnie. you’ll be okay.” you say smiling as you nuzzle your face onto his hand. “your palm is so warm… rin.” you say, closing your eyes causing rin to shake your body gently. 

“hey… (y/n). don’t close your eyes… it’s not funny.” rin says, voice getting progressively louder. 

at this point, he couldn’t care less about the drunk driver who was currently vomiting his guts out, he couldn’t care about the couple who was keeping a safe yet close distance in concern. he wasn’t even able to hear the loud sirens of the ambulance, too hyper focused on the fact that he can’t do anything. 

he feels pathetic. he feels so fucking useless that he wishes it would’ve been him instead. 

a tap on his shoulder causes him to flinch and hold your body protectively to his. a glare immediately on his face as he faced the stranger. 

“sir. please calm down. we mean no harm.” rin recognizes the stranger as a paramedic, he was confused. rin looks past the paramedic’s head to see the couple nod their head in greeting. they were the ones who called them and rin can’t help but tilt his head in gratitude. 

“please let us transport her to the hospital, she’s losing too much blood.” rin turns towards you, who was in his arms before nodding. 

two more paramedics came with a stretcher as rin stands up, fully supporting your weight as he gently lays you down. 

“i’m going with you.” rin said, finality in his voice as the paramedic nodded and wheeled you into the ambulance. 

rin’s shaky hands clasped with yours on the entire ride through. 

“oi.” his recollection was cut off short as he hears a gruff voice call from the side. he slowly turns his head as he sees reo. 

once reo catches his attention, he saunters over the olive haired male, eyes hard as he speaks. 

“what happened?” rin says nothing, staring off to the white wall ahead of him. 

“hey… rin. what happened?” reo repeats, his voice eerily neutral. rin still doesn’t respond as he stands by the wall.

reo didn’t like his silence, the next thing rin knew was that his back was against the wall and his collar was gripped by reo tightly. 

“answer me! what the fuck happened?” 

“it’s my fault…” rin says quietly, eyes devoid of emotions and words monotone, as if he were now a programmed robot that didn’t feel things. 

“what the fuck happened, rin? didn’t you promise me that you’ll protect her?!” reo yelled, causing a few onlookers to look at them. nagi immediately mediated. 

“reo… you’re causing a scene.” nagi says, trying to lull his soulmate. “i don’t give a shit if i’m causing a scene! my best friend is unconscious and in a fucking hospital room!” 

rin peered his eyes to look at reo’s frustrated ones, with tears building up in his eyes. 

“you promised me you’d protect her.” he says, voice barely above a whisper before his eyes harden and the grip on rin’s collar gets tighter.  

“if anything ever happens to her… i won’t ever forgive you.” was all he said before letting go, leaving rin alone in the hallway as he went to find the doctor. 

nagi was left alone with his friend. the snowy haired male takes a calmer approach, placing a hand on rin’s back. 

“what happened, rin?” maybe it was the gentle coax of nagi, or maybe it was exhaustion and overthinking.

the next thing rin knows is that he’s sliding against the wall, body racking with sobs and he covers his face with his hands. nagi’s eyes widened in surprise as he crouched down and tried to comfort his friend. 

“n-nagi… it’s all my fault.” rin sobbed, not even caring on how loud he was or how the other people in the hall were judging him. he feels as if something invisible was weighing him down, he couldn’t breathe properly, he couldn’t even stand properly as he topples his weight over nagi who gently guided him to the cold metal waiting chairs. 

“what happened?” nagi asks again, knowing to drop it if rin doesn’t answer once more. 

“s-she… (y/n) told me she loved me…” nagi’s eyebrows furrowed. the snowy haired male still doesn’t understand how that was relevant. 

“we had a fight… i told her i didn’t love her…” “what?” rin sniffed before continuing, accepting the handkerchief nagi gives to him in gratitude. 

“i… i was so fucking scared and i told her that i only saw her as someone else.” “did you?” “fucking hell, no! i hate that i said that. i hate that i can’t take it back…”

“maybe i was just honest in the first place, we wouldn’t be in this fucking situation and i would be in my bed with her in my arms.” 

nagi could only rub his back, trying to wordlessly comfort his friend because he knows that no matter what he says, rin would probably not comprehend it, too caught up in his regrets. 

a man in a white coat stops in front of them, rin looks up and immediately stands up. 

“how is she? is she okay? please tell me.” nagi placed a grounding hand on rin’s shoulder. the doctor gives them a blank stare as he flips his clipboard. 

“you’re here for ms. (l/n), right?” rin nods, “ms. (l/n) is in a stable state for now. her body is reacting well to the medicine that we injected. however, her head has suffered injuries. she’s unconscious and has not yet woken up since we treated her.” the doctor says before looking at the two, apologetically. 

“we don’t know when she will wake up. or if she’ll ever wake at all.” if it weren’t for nagi grounding him, rin was sure he would’ve collapsed on the floor with the second statement. 

“you may see her. but only three people at a time.” the doctor says before nodding in goodbye, walking off and turning on the corner of the hallway.

“i’m going to find reo… you go and see her.” nagi clasps his hand on rin’s shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly before he saunters off to find his lover. 

with nagi gone, all the nerves he felt before were hurling right back at him with top speed. rin feels like he wants to vomit, he feels like his footsteps feel heavier as he walks over to your room. 

his hand pauses before he could fully push the door and it seemed like his body has a mind of its own as he takes a step back and turns away, walking the opposite direction. 

he couldn’t do it. he couldn’t face you. 

“where are you going?” he freezes in his step as he hears the gruff voice of reo. he turns to face the male, teal eyes staring into reo’s puffy purple eyes as he tips his head down. 

“please take care of her for me.” 

“you’re not even going to see her?” rin gulped as he fully turned to your best friend. “i can’t.” 

reo clenched his teeth at the display your boyfriend was showing. 

“i can’t see her… i’m the reason why she’s here.” “isn’t that more of a reason why you should stay?!” reo yelled, startling the hallway filled with people, causing a nurse to tap him on the shoulder to ask him to lower his voice. but reo shrugs the hand off his shoulder as he stomps over to the numb male, his hand fisted in his collar. 

“if you walk out of here right now, i’m never going to let you see her again.” reo says, eyes hard as he speaks, voice barely above a whisper. maybe it’s for the best. rin thinks as he looks at reo with empty eyes. 

“please take care of her.” rin repeats, voice void of emotions, reo clenches his teeth even harder, his fists shaking as he grips the cloth of rin’s shirt tighter before closing his eyes and letting go. 

when reo opened his eyes once more, it was as if something had possessed the male. 

“you’re a sad, pathetic, excuse of a man, itoshi rin.”

when he got home to his apartment, it was safe to say that no furniture was left untouched as he went on a rampage. if his neighbors were home, they would probably hear the wretched sobs he let out or the sound of glasses breaking and things being thrown around. 

rin doesn’t know what to do anymore. 

his heart is screaming for him to turn and run back to the hospital so he could stay by your side but his mind is screaming back that this was all his fault and he had no right to see you. he didn’t deserve to. 

fuck. everything hurted. his hands were bloodied and bruised from the wall he punched, his hair was a mess from him trying to pull it out, he was slowly breaking down and he didn't know how to calm down. 

his knees finally gave out as he let his body collapse on the floor. he couldn’t move. his mind was too loud. everything felt so loud. 

he doesn’t realize how long it’s been since he was in his state of pity. he was too caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the series of knocks on his door. 

rin couldn’t feel the tears that were running down his face, his lower lashes drenched as it ran endlessly. 

“you’re a mess.” he jolted when he heard the voice, still not looking up from his position, thinking that he was now imagining the voice. a pair of shoes entered his vision, black slacks replacing it as the figure before him kneels and he was forced to look up. he sees the same color of teal looking back at him, a look of concern and indifference in his eyes. 

“sae…nii…” rin mutters as he blinks, his mouth opens trying to enunciate the words on the tip of his tongue before his body slumps against his older brother’s, eyes closed as he is rendered unconscious. 

the older itoshi only sighs, rubbing his younger brother’s hair before lifting him up and tucking him into his bedroom. 

rin wakes up with a jolt. even in his sleep, the memory of the car colliding with your body wouldn’t leave him alone. he heaves in a breath, struggling to find his breathing before he feels a cool glass pressing on the side of his face. 

“you’re awake?” he calms down a bit, before he turns his head to the source of the cold. he sees his older brother looking at him with a blank look as he holds the glass of water in his hand. “drink up.” 

rin complies, his hands shaking as he drinks the water slowly, as to not get choked by the flow of liquid running down his throat. 

“what are…” rin internally cringes at the blockage in his voice. “what are you doing here… sae-nii.” he tries again after clearing his throat. 

“you look like shit.” his brother replies, not even considering his words. not that rin expected him to. 

sae sighs as he walks over to the armchair by his room and sits down, crossing his legs and leaning his head on his arm that was propped up. “your coworker called.”

“nagi?” “mm. that’s what i think his name was.” rin looked at his brother. it still didn’t make sense. so what if nagi called? nagi has called sae multiple times already, be it because rin’s phone battery died, or rin drank too much and nagi didn’t want to deal with it. but nagi’s calls were almost always rejected. 

so what made this any different? 

“he wouldn’t stop spamming my texts, said that he was worried about you and asked me to check up on you.” rin sighs, “i’m fine on my own, nii-chan. you can go back home, i’m sorry for bothering yo–”

“would you cut the shit out?” rin stared back at the blank expression sae sported. 

“i spent two hours cleaning up the mess you made in the apartment. clearly you’re not fine on your own.” sae refutes rin’s earlier claim.

rin said nothing, he could only look down as his fingers clenched around the blanket that was wrapped around him. if he wasn’t so caught up in his thoughts, he would’ve heard his older brother sigh, stand up and walk over to his bed. he only snapped out of his daze once he felt the bed dip. 

“i’m here, rin.” sae says as he pats his younger brother’s shoulder firmly. 

“i’m listening.” rin clenched his fingers harder, his hands shaking slightly, as he closed his eyes. his mind was still being too loud.

“rin, i’m right here. i always am.” sae reiterates as he rubs his brother’s shoulders, the same way he used to do when they were younger. 

“i’m right here. so tell nii-chan what’s wrong.” 

the next thing sae feels is his younger brother’s arms wrapping around him and his sobs progressively louder by his ear. sae paid no mind as he let his younger brother cry, hands rubbing his back comfortingly. rin feels like being taken back to when he was a child and when he would run to his big brother for comfort. 

his body shakes as the final thread he was holding onto finally snaps and he tells his brother everything. 

to how he first bumped into you. his first date with you. the way he felt when he heard you laugh. the pain he felt when he saw you cry. the sting in his soulmate mark when he first realized that he loved you, and the way he was helpless when he saw the vehicle crash into you. 

sae only held him tighter, grounding his younger brother as hiccups escaped him. 

“i don’t know anymore, nii-chan.” rin says as he pulls away, his older brother keeping an arm around his back. 

“i love her… but… i can’t– i don’t…” “you need to let the past go, rin.” sae interrupts, rin looks at his older brother, a bit confused and angered at the same time. 

“i don’t see how this is related to–” “clearly, you’re afraid to love again. don’t you think that the world has been cruel enough to you? to her? why else would you have pushed her away.”

“my mark, nii-chan…” rin says quietly, causing his older brother to look at him with a curious expression. “it burned…” rin says as he subconsciously rubs the forsaken mark. 

“whenever i think of loving her… the mark burns and it’s the universe’s way of telling me that what me and (y/n) has… it’s all temporary.” rin sniffs, heaving in a deep breath. 

“i love her. but the universe won’t let me.”

silence. 

the itoshi brothers were silent as rin’s words sunk in. sae only watched as his younger brother’s hands were balled into fists, shaking slightly. the older itoshi rubs his hand down his brother’s back in soothing motions. 

“then fuck the universe.” sae says, a hard glint in his matching teal eyes. “why should they get a say on who you should and shouldn’t love?” rin swallows as he looks up at his older brother confused. 

“is a little pain all it takes for you to back out and stop loving her?” the younger’s eyes widened. his older brother’s words sinking in as he recalls your smile, a tingling sensation immediately tickling on his wrist. 

“it got you thinking, huh?” sae asks and rin nods, not looking at his brother anymore. thoughts too filled about how he was so afraid of nothing.

fuck the universe. he’ll love you, even if it kills him. 

with a new resolve, he stands up and grabs his phone, shooting nagi a text.

“where are you going?” sae asked as his brother shrugged on his coat. 

“to see the love of my life.” 

sae blinked and sighed. “romeo, i don’t know how to break it to you, but it’s four am now and you need to take a shower.”

four am? how long was he unconscious for? sae shook his head at the surprised look on his younger brother’s face as he pointed to the digital clock beside his bed. 

“the exhaustion burnt you out, i think you’ve slept for sixteen hours…? i’m not sure. i couldn’t wake you up.” sae recalls and rin nodded his head in understanding. 

those sixteen hours could’ve been spent with him by your side. before rin could voice out his regrets, sae smacks him upside the head. 

“go get some rest, i’ll drive you to the hospital when you wake up.” he scolded, as he stood up from his brother’s bed. 

“i’ll take the couch, you go and rest.” sae says as he walks to the door, grabbing a blanket on his way out. 

“nii-chan.” rin calls out and sae turns to face him with a short “what?”

“thank you.” 

sae scoffs and rolls his eyes at the uncharacteristic behavior rin showed him. 

“whatever, loser.” was all he said before closing the door and leaving rin alone to his thoughts. 

tomorrow, he’d make things right.

tomorrow didn’t go by as planned as he couldn’t find the courage to do so, it took another twenty four hours of rin breaking down and sae trying to calm the younger itoshi down. it took a lot of coaxing and assurances from the older male that rin can take his time and told him that you’d rather have him delay a day than have him break down right in front of your unconscious body. 

on the next day, rin was internally shaking when he stepped foot in the hospital, his body moving instinctively as his feet pad to where the doctor from yesterday said your room was. 

his brought his shaky hands up as he pushed the door open, immediately alerting the snowy haired male and the violet haired male of his presence. nagi was by the couch of the hospital room and reo was right beside your bed, clutching your hand in his.

immediately, reo’s eyes hardened as he looked at the male, his purple eyes were puffy and red, voice broken. 

“what the hell do you think you’re doing here?” reo’s voice was cold. it was as if rin was being thrown a bucket of ice water after having been just woken up as reo glared daggers at him. 

“i… i’m here for her…” rin says, quietly. as if he were ashamed, which he was. he should’ve been there for you ever since you were admitted but the guilt ate him alive. 

reo didn’t say anything, face now in a blank expression as he turned away from rin and back to you, sadness immediately welling up his eyes. 

nagi patted the seat beside him on the couch. immediately asking how the other male was. 

“i’ve been…” rin tries to find the words to say. tired? guilty? ashamed? he didn’t know. he didn’t know how to enunciate that the feelings he felt was probably well deserved. 

“...fine.” rin whispers, throat clogging up. nagi nods, “that’s… good.”

rin clears his throat. looking over your sleeping figure. “has she…” he blinks the tears building up away. 

“has she woken up yet?” and before nagi could nod his head no, he was interrupted by reo’s deep voice.

“now, you care?” rin swallowed. “you didn’t seem to care when you left her by herself in this hospital just a day ago!” reo bitterly spat. 

“reo…” nagi warns his soulmate, reo ignores it as he stands up from your side and walks closer to the two of them, rin automatically stands up, bracing himself for the possible things that your best friend might do. 

“you don’t deserve to fucking be here.” reo says as he looks straight at rin. “you don’t get to flee then expect us to welcome you with open arms.” 

“you don’t deserve to be here, after putting my best friend in here in the first plac–” “that’s why i left.” rin interrupts, the thin strand of rationality leaving him as he lets the tears flow down his face. 

“you can blame me all you want, nothing is going to change and i know i don’t deserve to see her anymore, nor do i deserve to be loved by her but for fuck’s sake. don’t you think this is hard for me too?” rin says, reo’s eyes widen for a millisecond but before he could interrupt, rin lets out a sob. 

“i hurt her before, we fought before she got here and all i can think about is how this is all my fault. you don’t need to keep reminding me because i am fully aware that i’m the reason why she’s here! why she’s going to di–” a slap interrupts rin’s monologue. the aforementioned’s head jerks to the left

“if you know what’s good for you, do not fucking finish that sentence.” reo says, tears pooling up in his eyes. 

“are you seriously going to fight in front of her?” nagi said, an unknown expression on his face. 

“your–” he turns to rin, “girlfriend” then to reo “and your best friend, is in a coma and the both of you decide to fight right in front of her?” nagi says as he glares at the both of them. 

“she can hear whatever you’re saying and i don’t think she’d appreciate hearing you fight in front of her.” shame fills the faces of the two boys as they looked away from each other. 

“reo’s let's go outside for a while.” “n-nagi–” “you haven’t left the hospital since she got here, you need a fresh shower and proper food.” “but i–” “rin’s right here and he’ll let us know when something happens.” the snowy haired male turns to the olive haired male. “right, rin?” 

rin gives him a silent, yet determined nod. 

“you cannot fucking expect me to leav–” “reo.” 

reo lets out a deep breath, closing his eyes before opening them and looking at rin with an angry, yet sad gaze. “you better let me or nagi know immediately.” 

reo takes one last longing gaze at you before he gets pulled away gently by his lover. nagi gives rin a nod of acknowledgement before the door shuts and he is left alone with you. 

a hesitant step. 

rin takes a hesitant step as he walks over to your unconscious figure. he sits down the chair reo previously sat in, taking your hand in his as he intertwines it one-sidedly. 

he feels his throat clogging up once more 

“hey, baby.” he whispers as he lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on your knuckles. 

“i’m here now.” he says as he looks at your closed eyes, he lifts his body up a bit as he leans over and presses a kiss on your forehead. “i’m… i’m so sorry.” 

he whispers as he sits back down, both hands now holding your hand as he sobs. 

“i’m so sorry, please wake up.” he continues, sobs getting progressively louder. 

“i love you.” he whispers as he stares at your sleeping figure. he closes his eyes as his lips press on the knuckles of your hand. “please wake up. come back to me.” he whispers but as expected, there was no response. not even a twitch of your hand. 

“i’m sorry it took me long to face you… i couldn’t find the strength to do so.” he continues. nagi’s words repeating in his head. you could probably hear him. 

“you know…” he starts, willing himself to finally open up the story that you’ve always been curious about. 

~

“you know… the topic never came up because i trusted nagi and reo to not set me up with someone who found their soulmate, but… what about yours?” you say as you look at him with bleary eyes, not noticing the way he gulps. 

“dead.” 

“oh, shit. i’m sorry–” 

“don’t be. it’s all in the past now.” rin says, repeating your words from earlier. 

“do you…uh.” you try finding the words to say. “do you wanna talk about it?” rin shakes his head as he softly caresses the darkened mark. 

“i’m not ready.”

~

“i think i’m finally ready.” rin says as he closes his eyes, adjusting your hand so it seemed like you were cupping it gently. 

“it was when i was seventeen…”

~

to say that rin would want to stop believing in soulmates would be an understatement. he despised the thought of it. he thinks that being destined to someone the universe thinks you belong to was stupid and dumb. he thinks that it’s ridiculous, but inside, his inner child voices out the desire to meet them. 

he shakes his head as he walks along the busy streets of shibuya, the white mark on his wrist being hidden by his coat sleeve. 

“ne, rin,” his colleague catches his attention, he looks at bachira in indifference but responds with a hum at the call. 

“wouldn't it be so funny if we bump into your soulmate?” bachira asked teasingly as rin rolled his eyes at the two-toned male. 

“you wouldn’t know if i felt them anyway.” rin curtly replied and bachira clicked his tongue playfully. “that’s no fun, rin-chan.”

rin says nothing after that, stopping right in front of the pedestrian lane, waiting for the cars to stop. 

then he saw her. 

it was accidental, he swears. 

rin had no plans on trying to locate his said soulmate. he didn’t expect his wrist to suddenly give a ticklish buzz, when their eyes met. rin immediately clasped his wrist, holding the mark, grounding it so it would stop the uncomfortable feeling. 

bachira, who was with him, gasped in realization as he realized what his friend was doing. 

“rin-chan…” bachira says and rin hisses at the discomfort before he raises his head from his position, looking over at the girl who clutched her wrist as well. 

when their eyes met once more, and rin’s eyes flit towards his mark that was darkening from white to gold. he looks at her one more time, watching the way she gasps at realization and looks at the golden lines replacing the mark. 

the coast was clear, until it wasn’t. 

the girl ran as soon as the light went green, brushing off the hand that was trying to stop her. rin was about to follow her lead before bachira’s arm stopped him. the olive haired male turned to glare at his friend.

“oi, bobcut what the fu–” “watch out!” multiple people yell and the next thing rin hears is the screeching of tires and numerous gasps surrounding them. 

rin’s head immediately whipped to the side, to where the source of the loudest murmuring was and saw a trail of blood. 

“oh my god! is she okay?!” “someone call an ambulance!” “don’t just stand there!” “she’s barely breathing! does anyone know first aid?!”

rin’s teal eyes followed the crimson trail, his breath hitching once he realized that the starry eyed girl he was staring at not even a few seconds ago was out of his sight. he gulped, finding it difficult to breathe as he realizes that the person the people were swarming over was his soulmate. 

“move out of the way!” he demands as he runs to the scene, kneeling before her. his hands shaking as he raises his marked wrist, brushing away the blood clumped hair off her face. 

“y-your name…” his soulmate whispers. eyes trying desperately to stay open as she looks at his blurry teal eyes. “p-please…”

“itoshi…” rin gulps, tears unconsciously trailing from his eyes. “itoshi rin.”

his soulmate smiles. reaching for the hand on her cheek with her own, her wrist marked with gold. “i-i’m... so… glad to have met you… my soulmate.” she smiles, a full smile, as if she wasn’t bleeding to death and as if she wasn’t slipping away from his hands. 

“live a fulfilled life, be happy, for me.” she says, staring straight at the male before the spark in her eyes disappeared, the hand on his turning limp and rin watched with helplessness as his mark fades to gray. 

rin’s hands begin to shake more than they have, he tries to stop the sobs that are threatening to wrack his body. his soulmate mark pricked him, it taunted him. 

he wasn’t given a chance to get to know her, love her. 

he didn’t even get a chance to know her name. 

rin paid no mind to the police officers on scene asking if he was okay and if he was hurt in any way. he felt numb. his hands were shaking, he jolted once he saw his friend’s eyes look at him with pity. 

“rin…” bachira says, voice uncharacteristically soft as he tries to find a way to console his grieving friend. but bachira knows he can’t do anything about the situation. 

he could only place a hand on rin’s shoulder as his soulmate’s body was taken away into an ambulance. 

but rin can’t see the point, his mark was already a shade of gray. no hospital could ever bring his soulmate back to life. 

he never even got her name. 

the universe was cruel to rin as he yelled in the middle of the busy streets of shibuya for the soulmate he lost. 

~

“i didn’t even get to know her name…” rin chuckles bitter as he narrates the memory, hand slightly shaking as he clutches yours, placing gentle kisses on your fingertips. 

“i only found out when we arrived at the hospital and got it from her parents…” he whispers. “i never had the chance to spend any time with her.” 

he closes his eyes, leaning his forehead into your hand that was clasped with his. 

“but with you… it’s different. i know it is.” he continues. 

“the universe… gave me a chance to meet you… and love you.”

he opens his eyes, looking at your unconscious face before letting out a shaky sigh. 

“so please… wake up…”

“i promise that i’ll make you feel the love you deserve. so please, wake up for me.”

rin pleads for the last time of the day before his eyes flit shut, exhaustion taking over his body as he falls asleep by your side, his hand still in yours. 

rin wakes up to hushed mumbles, his eyes fluttering open, mind a bit disoriented from the sudden stream of consciousness.

“he can leave now, right?” “reo, don’t be like that.” he hears nagi shush his soulmate. 

when did they get here? rin thinks but decides that it didn’t matter as he slowly rises from his position, immediately checking on you to see if you were awake and to his disappointment, you were still unconscious. 

“oh, you’re awake?” rin hears nagi ask, he faces them with hazy eyes as he nodded. “what time is it?” rin asked, voice heavy with sleep.

“a little over two am.” nagi says. 

it was the fourth day that you were confined in this room, and reo didn’t want to tell rin that the doctors have talked to him regarding you. 

rin nods. “i see.” 

“you can…” reo said, voice unusually softer than the previously hostile tone he uses with him. “you can go back to your apartment and rest. nagi and i can watch over her.” 

rin shakes his head. “my rest is right here.” he says as he keeps his eyes trained on you. 

“i’m not leaving her again.” he promises, voice barely audible to the two other males in the room. but rin didn’t care, he said it to you. whether reo or nagi heard, it wasn’t any of their business. 

if whatever nagi said about coma patients hearing you when you talk to them is true. good god, please give me a sign. rin thinks, loosening his grip on your hand as he settles on rubbing gentle circles on it. 

he was so caught up with the motions that he didn’t realize reo sit beside him. 

“you know…” rin looked at the purple haired male. “i blamed you.” reo said as he grit his teeth. 

“i blamed you… even though it was wrong.” he continues and rin remained silent, not exactly knowing where the young heir was going with this. 

“i needed an outlet… to blame, to be angry at… that i didn’t realize the most affected one is you.” reo said, eyes not breaking contact with rin’s. 

“i’m…” reo struggles to find the words to say. “i’m sorry. you didn’t deserve that.” reo says quietly, as if he were ashamed of his previous actions, which he was. 

“it’s okay.” rin replies, “i understand. you were hurt as well.” 

nagi was quietly watching the two of them, relieved that they were no longer in hot waters. 

“reo.” nagi calls out. reo looks at his lover with an inquisitive gaze. “let’s go get food. rin needs some too.”

“but–” “i need someone else to help carry food for three.” reo sighs and nods before standing up and patting your head. 

“let me know if something happens, okay?” 

rin nods and reo takes one last look at you before he follows nagi outside the door. 

and then, it was silent. 

rin doesn’t know if the silence is suffocating him or if it’s comfortable. he wasn’t sure of anything anymore. “just one sign…” he whispers to you. 

“just one sign that you’ll come back to us, to me, please.” he begs, not expecting anything of it. 

twitch. 

rin held his breath, eyes widening at the movement he felt. he wasn’t sure if that was from him or… you. 

he tries his hardest to stay still, his hand limp in yours, desperate to feel you twitch against him once more. praying to all the deities he never once believed in. 

twitch. twitch.

rin pulled away, hands starting to shake as he watches how your eyes slowly twitch subtly, and rin stood up almost immediately when he saw the way your eyes fluttered open. 

you were awake.

 your eyes were barely opened, pupils darting from side to side as you tried to make sense of where you were. your body felt heavy, but you didn’t care as you tried to stand up.

only to feel a hand stop you. 

“don’t move.” rin? “d-don’t overexert yourself.” he says while he pushes you back down gently, taking the small remote by your bed and elevating your upper body. 

“r-ri–” you tried to say but words couldn’t come out. your voice was rough, as if it were grinding down sandpaper as you tried to speak. 

“i– uh. i’ll go call the doctor, please… stay here!” rin said as he ran to the door. “i mean, stay awake!” then the door closed shut, if you listened closely, you could hear the uncharacteristic yells from the male as he screamed for a doctor. 

rin came back as soon as he left, a doctor and nurse trailing behind him as he immediately went to your side once more and took your hand.

“ms. (y/n), do you know where you are?” you nod. “do you remember what happened before you arrived here?” a hesitant nod comes from you. 

“y-yes.” you croaked and the doctor immediately ordered the nurse to fetch you a cup of water. 

“do you remember your name?” the doctor went on asking you basic questions about yourself before he announced your condition as stable. 

just as the doctor left, reo immediately ran inside panting. 

“(y/n)!” he yells as soon as he enters the room. you answered with a sheepish smile and a short wave at your best friend. 

“hey, re–” “don’t fucking scare me like that ever again!” he interrupts your greeting as he basically jumps on you, pulling you for a tight hug. 

you held him back, feeling the way his shoulders suddenly start to shake and sobs were now leaving your purple haired best friend. 

“don’t scare me like that again… please.” he whispers, repeating the words he said once more. 

“i’m sorry.” you say back, voice quiet as you let your best friend sob against your shoulder. 

the next few minutes were spent with reo ugly crying on your shoulder and rin holding your hand tightly in his. countless apologies running out of your mouth as reo scolds you for scaring him. 

“admit it though.” you say as you pull away from your best friend, wiping his tears away. “you missed me.” 

“you fucking dumbass, of course i did!” he says as he glares at you. “you think i would be in a hospital for the past four days?” “i was here for four days?”

“...you don’t… realize it?” you slowly shook your head in response before nagi stands up and places a hand on reo’s shoulder 

“i think…” nagi starts, “these two have a lot to talk about..” 

“but i just got here–” “reo.” “fine.”

the both of you left the two of you once more and now rin couldn’t help but feel shy in your conscious presence. 

“(y-y/n)...” “i heard.” “huh?”

you sighed as you looked at your intertwined hands. 

“i uh… heard snippets… of your story.” you say, looking at him with sad eyes and he already hated that he managed to make you sad, even if it was indirectly. 

“what was her name?” you asked and rin stays quiet for a few seconds, before you can take it back you hear him mutter a name. 

“akitsu hanabi.” rin recalls, you nodded. “do you still think about her?”

rin pursed his lips for a few seconds before he answered. 

“i usually don’t. not ever since you. i don’t like remembering what happened.”

“i don’t think any of it matters now.” rin continues before he brushes your knuckles gently. “i…i think–” he pauses. “i think my soulmate would’ve wanted me to be happy.” he recalls her last words from her. 

“and i know that it meant you… maybe, somehow, you were sent by my soulmate.”   he hypothesizes. “i don’t know what it’s like to be loved by someone you’re destined to, but i’d take your love any day, (y/n).” 

you held your breath, staying quiet, not quite knowing the words to say. 

“fuck the universe. i only want to be with you for as long as you’ll have me.” you say nothing, snaking your hand onto his cheek and pulling him closer, he immediately moves towards you. 

your lips meet in a passionate yet gentle kiss and rin wants to cry, this is everything he ever wanted, he had always been deprived of the love he longed for and you were right there, and he’d never let anything take you away from him once more. 

he’ll spend the rest of his life showing you that he loved you if he had to.

“hey, we got foo– in a fucking hospital?!” the two of you jumped back, startled by the door banging open and reo going inside, the paper bag filled with food frozen in his outstretched hand. 

you bit back a laugh as you saw rin look away, cheeks turning red and you could feel your own heating up as well. reo sighs and shakes his head before he brings back the attention to the food in hand. 

“you can eat each other’s faces later, we brought food. also, (y/n) we got you soup because that’s what the doctor said.” reo said as he gestures to the bowl on the side, clearly having his personal chef prepare it because all of you knew that reo wouldn’t settle for takeout in a situation like this. 

before you could reach for the soup. rin beats you to it, taking out the spoon and holding the bowl close to him before he scoops the liquid and brings it to your mouth. 

“really?” you couldn’t help but let out a teasing smile. 

“i’m only feeding you because you’re still unwell… and i love you.” he whispers in the last part, causing you to freeze. 

“h-huh?” the skin of your marked wrist twitches as you asked him to reiterate, you’ve heard him say it before the entire accident but it still felt surreal. 

rin put the bowl of soup down, clasping your marked hands together. “i love you.” he says, pressing a kiss to your mark, uncaring of the fact that the universe doesn’t want you to be together, that you weren’t destined to be with one another, that you were born to be alone in this world.

“i love you.” he repeats, placing a kiss on the skin of your wrist.

the both of you freeze as an overwhelming sensation takes the both of you by surprise, the two of you instinctively tightening the grip you had on each other’s hands as a surge of white light explodes between your intertwined hands. 

“w-what the hell is happening?” nagi whispers to reo who stopped mid bite when his peripheral caught sight of the white. 

“(y/n)... your mark!” reo gasped as the black mark disintegrates from your skin, leaving a blank canvas. “rin, yours too!” nagi added, the couple’s eyes widened in disbelief while the both of you had your eyes closed due to the sudden pricks of pain. 

you opened your eyes once you hear reo exclaim about your mark, widening once you see white dots appearing in replacement of the obsidian color you were familiar with for the past nine years. 

a gasp escapes you, causing rin to open his eyes and look at you before immediately looking down, eyes widening as well as his wrist being in the same condition as yours.

the two of you watched with bated breaths as a pattern slowly formed on your wrist, lines connecting and painting a mark that only meant for you before the line completed. your intertwined hands began shaking once you realized that the lines stopped from you and continued for rin’s. the pattern being drawn into a perfect contrast for yours. 

a perfect fit. 

once rin’s wrist was completed, it was silent. 

the two of you looked at each other at the same time, speechless on what just happened and before any of you in the room could say anything. 

you felt a ticklish feeling on your mark.

you hear reo gasp, from your peripheral, you can see him clutch nagi’s arm as he says shakily. 

“the mark… it’s…” you didn’t hear anything after that as your focused eyes turned towards the mark, the previously white lines was now being colored a shade of gold. 

tears well up in your eyes as you look at rin who was looking at you with an unknown expression. 

what the fuck just happened?

in a world where one’s soulmate is determined on the night you turn sixteen, you and rin manage to defy the universe at the age of twenty five. 

“r-rin…” you were cut off by his lips slotting with yours once more, you closed your eyes, letting the tears slip out as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. 

you can hear reo let out a sob. he was so, so happy for you. 

reo knows that you deserved this happiness more than anyone. nagi lets out a smile before he wraps his arm around his lover, pressing a short kiss on his forehead as the young heir sobs into his soulmate’s chest. 

you pull away, lips forming into a teary smile as rin wipes it with a shaky hand. he couldn’t believe it either. a few hours ago, he was begging for the universe to wake you up and to return you to him. 

he never expected that you’d fully be his once you wake up. 

it was as if the universe was saying. we were wrong. be happy. you truly belong to each other.

“i love you.” you whisper as you nuzzle closer to his hand on your cheek. 

“i love you… soulmate.” he responds, a genuine smile breaking out of his face when he sees you giggling at the word. 

“my soulmate.” you say back, a happy smile on your face.

“(y/n), oh my god!” you hear reo yell as he stands up and runs over to the both of you, you and rin pulls away as reo envelopes you into a hug. 

“oh my god… what just happened?! did you see that shit? it was like a white explosion then  the next thing is that you had a soulmate?! what the fuck– what in the actua–” 

“reo…” you cut him off, a small smile on your face. 

“do you remember our promise of finding our soulmates with each other?” reo’s bottom lip wobbled, suddenly remembering how you were right there beside him when he first saw nagi, he remembers the childhood promise you made with him. 

“you’re here with me when i found mine.” you say, “you led me to him. thank you.” you smile, emotional as reo buries his head to your shoulder as he sobs, your one arm wrapping around his back, comforting your best friend. 

you can see nagi look at him fondly as he nears the three of you, clasping a hand on rin’s shoulders. 

“you still think the blind date was a waste of time?” “man, shut up.”

rin and nagi smiled at each other at the lighthearted conversation before rin looked at you once more. 

adoration and affection written on his face as he catches your attention by placing his hand on your free one. the sudden touch caused you to look at him as he smiles and mouths. 

“i love you.”

you smiled back, letting him lace your hands together as you mouth back. 

“i love you too.”

in a world where soulmates were destined at a young age, you changed destiny and finally found the man you grew to love and in turn, the universe decided to go along with the odds. sealing your fate with his. 

the two of you were destined to be with each other.

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ HOW DO YOU TURN THIS THING OFF? — LN4

pairing: lando norris x girlfriend!reader

summary: fans love when you make appearances in landos streams. it’s usually because he doesn’t know where something is, and the internet goes crazy over their favorite certified himbo. on one stream, you get a taste of your own medicine when lando tasks you with turning the live feed off, and fans get a little more of an insight into your relationship

genre: established relationship, humour

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— it felt like the world / nagi seishiro x reader.

— hurt/comfort (i think). light angst (real). established relationship & break-up. timeskips. pro-player!nagi.

when you were seventeen, figuring out that nagi seishiro didn't mind you at all felt like the world.

when you hand him your heart on a silver platter and his gaze is warm and he replies okay, (like you're meant to understand what okay even means) there's a brush of pink on his cheeks.

he takes your hand because you're walking home together, pauses, then speaks, "i don't know how to be a boyfriend though…"

your answer is a smile, like you're happy enough just to be with him.

"just be yourself, nagi." you say.

he can do that—be himself. it's easy and being with you is easy, too. being with you feels nice, even if he isn't quite sure how to describe it—that should be enough for now. thinking too much about it is too much of a hassle anyway.

it's enough for quite a long while, actually. up until he's inside the blue lock building and reo is persuading him to stay.

"this is lame, though. i'd rather go home to y/n," he says.

but ego jinpachi and reo knew exactly just what to say to keep him in blue lock. after that, you're stuck with occasional calls and a few texts.

even with this, even just a little bit, nagi starts feeling like he's a world away. it’s probably the puppy love of it all, that you want more of his time with you. you're reckless enough to let that thought slip through when you're talking to him. 

"what if you get eliminated, though?"

"hmm? s'not possible, reo won't let that happen…" and nagi sounds so sure of himself, all the time.

"you'll be gone for much longer, then?"

"i guess. training is such a pain. i just want to sleep and play games with you."

you laugh a little, silently, because he sounds so sleepy teetering the edge of knocking out.

"i wish they'd let you out, though. even just for a day… you feel so far away…" you trail off, the silence follows you, and you think he's finally asleep.

you wish him goodnight before hanging up, before the corners of your lips quiver into a frown.

it takes nagi two days.

two days after your last call, there's a knock on your door just as you finish watering choki.

when you open your front door and find your boyfriend standing there, phone blaring with the sound of his game, eyes trained to the screen—you can't help but hold your breath. there’s an echo of game over through the speakers of his phone before his grey eyes finally meet yours.

then, nagi smiles. he slips his phone inside his pocket, places his hand on top of your head, then leads you inside as if he owned the place.

but ah, well… with the love you had for him, you’d probably let him have all that was yours anyway.

all you get is a day with him, but it's enough for you to feel like your chest is expanding, like you're full of affection just for him. he seems different already from your time apart, but it's a good different and you're happy for him.

he's cuddled up against you and you feel like this is all you'll ever want—him. you've only been together for a few months and he seems rough around the edges, but you're starting to understand that nagi's love language is the way he's always touching you and pressing soft kisses against your skin like he's constantly telling you, silently letting you know, that he loves you.

but all you get is a day, then he's back in blue lock. the next time you see him is in the bleachers of their match against the JPN U-20 team and you're nothing short of captivated. it feels surreal to see him in the field like this, beaming with energy—he looks like he belongs with the stars, like he's exactly where he's meant to be.

there’s no question about him going pro. he will. and even when he starts feeling like he’s worlds away again, you couldn’t possibly love him less.

until he had to leave you.

you're standing opposite from each other in your living room. you're upset because you don’t want him to go, he can tell, but he's unyielding.

"this is something i want, though," he tells you, just factually, like this is just something you had to accept without a fight.

it's funny, because you had a lot of fight in you, actually. but you wanted him so bad, loved him so much.

in the end, you could only pray that the long distance works.

at twenty-one, nagi leaves you to join a team in england. he leaves you with choki and a promise he'd come back, visit you when he can. but each day spent without him, your chest empties out the affection it had once been full of. it's slow because nagi actually loved you, you knew this. he called as much as he could, he'd tell you to watch him play through the television and once in a while, rare as it is, there's a bouquet of flowers at your front door.

love is enough except when he comes home to you briefly for your anniversary, nagi knows something is wrong. somehow, despite the warmth in your eyes and your happiness that he’s there, you’re privy to his touch.

like he’s completely unfamiliar to you.

it doesn’t stop him from proposing, it doesn’t stop you from saying yes. you keep thinking you don’t want him to slip from your fingertips but nagi knows you’re slipping from his. he moves in with you, you're hopeful again.

it wouldn't kill you if you couldn't hold his hand whenever you want. you think perhaps this is enough. it had to be.

it doesn’t stop him from flying back to england after. he still called as much as he could—but the time difference remains difficult, the press is ruthless with assumptions when nagi's partnered up with models in brand endorsements, and nagi hears less of you when he's too tired from his games. eventually, you stopped picking up every call because you'd rather be busy with your life than wonder what your lover was up to, miles away from you and knowing this wasn't enough.

you realise it when your heart is finally breaking, that you’re asking this over the phone instead of right in front of him.

“my parents have been asking, seishiro… when are we getting married?”

you've been engaged for over a year and no plans have been made—but it’s worse when you’re met with silence. the future blurs further, you’re not sure if you could do this alone anymore because this was his decision. when he said he’d come back, you probably should’ve asked how long he’d be gone from you.

“we can figure it out when the contract ends, planning a wedding's a pain anyway,” he mutters through the phone.

“but i want you home, sei.” and it’s the most honest you’ve ever been to him in the past two years.

“i can’t just leave, though,” he replies. you wonder if he'd ever thought the same two years ago, before he left you.

you wonder if it would be petty of you to ask if he ever thought he couldn't just leave you.

he gets a vacation on the next year, just a year before his contract with manshine city ends. but you’re with him on the couch when he tells you he’s being offered a better contract in spain. that he wants to take it. you want to be happy for him, but the breaking of your heart is loud enough in your own ears. it’s so loud that the words slipping from your mouth are unfiltered and uttered without thought.

“what about us, sei? what about me?”

nagi frowns like he doesn’t understand what you mean.

“it's not like we're in a hurry to get married, y/n. we can just do it whenever.”

“would you leave me then, too?”

"it doesn't matter, we'd still be together." but you couldn't give him the answer he wants and the ring on your finger is starting to feel heavier.

your silence is all that he's met with and the uncertainty frustrates him. if he's honest, realising you might not want to be with him anymore hurts. so instead he asks again, "do we have to figure this out now?"

"you've been away from me for years, sei. when will you come home? or am i just not worth staying around for?"

he stands from the couch, phone in hand, "i dunno, maybe you're not."

he says it so nonchalantly. as if it wasn't enough to break you. you know he's about to walk out the door, leave again.

"i miss you, you know. i want to feel like you still love me… but you're so far away from me," you try while you're watching him shrug his hoodie on, reaching for his keys.

watching him leave.

"you've been saying this for years. you're just being a pain, y/n."

then he's out the door.

one week later and six years of your relationship with nagi runs down the drain.

you wonder what hurts more: letting him go or in another universe, being married to him while you're stuck apart from each other—because leaving you was easy.

your place is rid of nagi's things, it isn't much, he simply loads it up in the back of his car. for either of you, it's yet to sink in.

until you're slipping the diamond ring from your finger, standing in front of him.

"take care, nagi," you tell him with a tight smile, the ring falling into the palm of his hand and an ache settling heavy on his chest.

he hums, eyes trained on the ring he got for you. he says okay and then he's driving off. you're left to wonder where you go from here.

nagi comes back to england early and news of your split is quick. 

a few months later, rumours of him taking an offer from a team in spain circulates and your heart hurts again because even if this is how you split up, you wish you could still hear his voice after he wins a game—telling you he's tired, telling you he wishes he could just go home to you.

but nagi doesn't know what to do with himself after every win anymore. when his teammates invite him for a celebratory drink, he comes only because he isn't sure he can handle the frustration of knowing he can't call you, or that you won't pick up even if he did.

he has a few months left with manshine before he could sign a new contract. the frustration never ends though; every moment slipping by him, the ring he keeps on a chain around his neck is a weight heavy with your absence.

he thought that this is what he wanted, that being far from you never really mattered, that it's okay if he couldn't feel you against him anymore, couldn't kiss you like he's telling you he loves you without the words.

he wonders if you felt like this the whole time he's been away for years.

it's a pain that he figures he never wants to feel anymore.

so when the year ends, nagi finds himself at your front door instead of spain.

your door opens and there you are, pretty as ever, eyes bright with a kind of carefree edge to them. but you're pretty, even with the shock painting your face that he'd usually tease you for.

it's all he could think of, that you're so pretty and so, so close to him again and there's so much he wants to say with no idea how to say them.

"nagi… what are you…?"

"i missed you," is the first thing he says. they're words enough to make your lips quiver and eyes sting. "and i'm sorry, i left thinking i'll be fine even if i loved you."

he speaks while he's trying to etch into memory the way you say his name again, so clearly, so softly. you miss him a lot too, you want him back without question, but you think you can't just take him back to let him leave again.

"but you're supposed to be in spain—" you mumble, confused. he's shaking his head before you could finish, a pout settled on his lips.

"i don't want to be there, though. i want to stay here with you, if you let me again..."

"i don't understand, what about soccer?"

"doesn't matter anymore, i could just join the japan u-20. they'll let me do that, right? but everything else is a pain if you're not there." he sounds so sure of himself, like he thought about it everyday since you were gone from him.

it's difficult to process because you've wanted this for so long, to finally have him back to you. it takes you so long that he gets nervous, because what if you don't want him anymore?

he shifts his gaze, suddenly flustered but all the more certain, "i love you, y/n. i'll prove it to you if i have to."

to be honest, nagi isn't sure what he would've done if you didn't want him anymore. perhaps he could've tried his best to win you back, even if it took him too much effort. he'd do it only because nothing truly makes him as happy as he is with you. nothing is that much troubling or that much boring as long as he had you.

it's just you he needs, really.

luckily for him, he doesn't really have to dwell on it—because your warmth engulfs him, your arms around his body.

and he says, finally, "i'm home, y/n."

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"are you free later?"

nagi stands sluggishly by the side of your desk, looking at you with those drowsy eyes that might just shut down anytime.

"yeah, i am. what's up?"

nagi tilts his head, closing his eyes as he tries to remember the words he had practiced seconds ago to say to you.

"i want to confess later." he said all so casually.

"what?!"

"i'm confessing later, why? can't you go?" he repeats, he looks at you owlishly waiting for an answer.

"oh, nagi.." a fond look paints on your face as you pointed out. "you just confessed."

"no, i haven't?"

you try to stifle a laugh. "you just did."

"but i didn't, i haven't told you about how i feel, yet."

he tilts his head at you. for someone who thinks everything is a hassle, he really does have a lot to say right now and you think this is the most words you've heard that has ever left his lips.

"and you just did, again."

"oh, sorry," he looks at his feet and shifts his weight onto the other, his ears noticeably red on its tips. "...so are you still free, though?"

you can't help, but break out of a smile. "yes."

"okay, thanks. don't be late, wait for me on the field, watch me okay?" he stumbles over his words as he walks slowly out the room backwards facing you, embarrassment engulfing him wholly.

you only nod at him, "i will, don't worry."

"'kay, i'll see you later?" he asks once more, just to be sure.

"yup, now go. i think someone's waiting for you?" a lock of purple peeks by the doorway of your classroom, but quickly disappears as soon as you mentioned it.

"yeah, uhm bye y/n." he says before leaving the room.

"oh my god nagi, what was that?"

"i confessed."

reo can only sigh in exasperation, shaking his head in disappointment, but really it all worked well right? so what else can he do? what's done is done.

"that's—" reo sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose momentarily in contempt. "fine, okay it's good enough."

"what do i say, when i confess later, though?"

"oh my god."

◞♡ surprise surprise a n*gi drabble,, ik he's ooc but who cares :> likes & reblogs are highly appreciated !

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one thing you loved about living in spain was that you could always drive sae to and from football practice in his expensive car.

these late-night drives were undeniably romantic. your fingers would grip the steering wheel as your passenger princess— your boyfriend— rests his hand on your thigh, his fingers lightly rubbing circles on the soft skin. occasionally, he would give a playful pinch, sending shivers up your spine as the cool breeze entered through the open windows and hit your skin.

tonight, however, as you waited at the red light, you decided to blast a song that you knew sae secretly enjoyed listening to. you eyed your boyfriend mischievously, cranking up the volume of the car's sound system to its highest.

sae flinched and turned to you with a raised eyebrow, the slightest hint of embarrassment flickering his eyes, though he wasn't surprised that you had somehow discovered his guilty fondness for this song.

“really?” he asked nonchalantly, gently pinching your lower hip with the hand already resting there. you could barely hear him over the loud music you had blasted on the speakers.

“what?” you replied, feigning innocence as you bit your lip to stifle the giggle that threatened to escape. “you don't like it?”

he rolled his eyes as he shifted his hand from your thigh to your cheek, leaning in towards you slightly. you hesitated, but as you felt your cheeks fill with warmth, you leaned in as well. soon, your lips were slotted together in a tender kiss.

but suddenly, you both were startled and broke the kiss as a horrified voice boomed from the backseat.

“. . . y–you two are disgusting!”

you glanced in the rearview mirror, meeting the gaze of an offended and a literally gagging man.

your fault. you had completely forgotten that you were dropping rin off, too.

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