Mr. Perfectly Fine - Kuroo Tetsurou . ( Entry No. 2 ) Genre: Angst To Relief(?) | Notes: Song Fic, Cursing

mr. perfectly fine - kuroo tetsurou . ( entry no. 2 ) genre: angst to relief(?) | notes: song fic, cursing | 2.5k words - part two of kuroo's deja vu: where he came back to you part 1 | part 2 the playlist of this two shot: click here stream mr. perfectly fine by taylor swift enjoy your meal!

“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is love and be loved in return,” - Christian, Moulin Rouge

The marriage went on like Summer to Winter if you asked Kuroo, the marriage went on like a warm embrace of the sun but throughout the entire time he was burning, the love went on like autumn with leaves slowly falling apart, and their spark froze like stuck in the winter time. As much as he hates it, he’s in the same state like his parents once did, he is experiencing the things he didn’t want to experience.

Screaming at each other at the top of their lungs, here they are again arguing on something stupid. Kuroo never knew what went wrong but maybe he went too fast, maybe he changed the seasons too fast. Here, they are now seeing their pictures in frames slowly breaking, the glass all shattering, the marriage was a mistake, they both knew that. Kuroo never wanted his love life to be in this way, he never wanted this. All he wanted was to be loved and to be loved in return.

Now here he is, wishing he never walked on the aisle, wishing he can just run towards your arms, wishing he can wake up because the idiotic fool that he is, is still him living on his deja vu. Kuroo never meant to push everyone away, he blamed himself, maybe the marriage is slowly falling apart because it was his fault, maybe his marriage is falling apart because everytime he looks at his lover all he thinks and sees is you. But here is now, wondering what could’ve been if he never let you go.

A knock was heard in the door three times, seems like his lover is home. He opened the door uttering and wishing it was you. There he met the same eyes he fought with last night, if he could and if he only could he would go back to you. The marriage of his wasn’t even healthy anymore, a kiss on a forehead was nothing but a mere routine expected from him by his lover, a recall of saying ‘I’m home’ is nothing but a call that his lover is already in the house because it wasn’t exactly a home.

He still remembers how his eyes wonder yours, and whenever his eyes lingers to his lover he thinks of yours. He still remembers how your lips curved whenever you smile, and when his lover smiles you always cross his mind. The day went by just like the wind, such grace but too fast. He slept on the couch without muttering a sweet goodnight. His lover went to sleep without humming a soft hymn to make him fall asleep. He did all things he once did to you with his lover but his lover is nothing but a mere lookalike that he wished he never knew.

It was morning again and they both separated on the way to their work without saying a soft morning or a kiss for adoration, they just went to their work without a word. On the side of Kenma, he knew Kuroo would eventually fall apart, he looked at him again, watching him tearing himself apart. Kenma doesn’t know if Kuroo was crying because of his lover or maybe he was crying because of you. He doesn't know what to say to make him better, he hates this feeling, he hates this sight but there’s nothing else he can do.

“How is [Name]?”

Kuroo’s tired voice echoed in Kenma's room, making Kenma flinch for he hadn't seen his friend for a long time. He saw Kuroo with bags on his hand, Kenma immediately figured what’s going on, without a ring on Kuroo’s hand, Kenma knew: Kuroo was already tired.

“Aren’t you gonna ask, if I’m okay?”

Kuroo flopped down on the near couch whilst meeting Kenma’s gaze. “[Name] is...doing great.”

Kenma’s response was short and he broke the gaze between him and Kuroo. Kuroo wants to ask a lot of things but who he is, he can’t undo what’s already done, he can’t even play the game anymore because he already lost. He begged himself to keep saying ‘It’s really love.’ But who is he fooling?

“Why now, Kuroo? Why now?”

Kenma put down his gaming console and sat on the floor staring at Kuroo laying on his couch. “I miss [Name], Kenma. I miss [Name] so much--” Kenma just looks at his friend and softly uttered “[Name] is doing fine without you, Kuroo.” Kenma stood up once again and called someone and Kuroo wished it was you. He wished that Kenma was calling you. To his luck, Kenma was actually on the call with you.

Oh, how he wished he was Kenma, he had no rights to grab the phone from Kenma and talk to you, he had no right to call you his, he had no rights to tell you that he is missing you too much, he had no rights to call you his love. He just wishes to go back.

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“But what is grief? If not love persevering.” - Vision, WandaVision

“The usuals?” Osamu Miya asked you while you waited patiently in line to order the famous onigiri of Osamu, with a nod he proceeded to work with a smile on his face. You reached out for your money and paid Osamu your bill. “I’ll see you again tomorrow, [Last Name]!” He announces and you give a little wave as you leave his stall.

Upon entering the night train, you saw a familiar bedhead and next to him was a guy with dark hair with a dash of blonde reminded you of the call that you had with Kenma, yesterday. A call that seemed to be misdialed but it seems the message was clear. “Kenma?”

Your voice seemed to be captivated by the two, only three people were on the train and it happened to be the former best friends, one who watched the two from the beginning, the other one who back then was ‘Mr. Every single day in the end, I will be by your side’, and you. Their eyes began to wonder, if you’ve been there the entire time, the two wondered if it’s okay to see you again after all this time. You, on the other hand, walked towards them with a smile on your face. “It’s been so long..” You muttered.

Kuroo just stared at you once again, as if you’re the most fragile thing in the world yet he couldn’t hold you, like you’re the most precious thing in the world but he couldn’t hold you tight.

“[Na-Name]..”

Was it the joy or was it the fear made Kuroo stutter when he said your name, it seems like he’s been planning to say your name for a period of time but you, now standing in front of him is something he didn’t understand, you’re in front of him now but yet, you feel so further away from him.

“Hey..Kuroo..”

As if he was wishing you’ll call him as Tetsurou, as if he was wishing he could be yours once again, as if he was hoping everything would be the way it was. You sat on a vacant seat and read the situation that you three is currently in. You noticed the restless eyes of Kuroo and Kenma watched with worry written in his eyes. Here he is watching you both once again, he would notice Kuroo’s hand trembles a bit, he watched your hand get sweaty. Kuroo just wished you noticed his ring on his hand that was no longer there.

You did notice it, you noticed it because you missed him so much. But here you are, wondering if the pain is actually worth it if you’re seeing him again falling.

“So, where are you guys going to go?”

You asked, you still had that care you both had for them years ago, you still got that sweet gaze that always leaves Kuroo’s lips agape.

“Your house, actually.”

To your surprise, they actually thought of you. You three got out of the train when it stopped, you guys walked on a thick and undefying silence on the way, you opened the door on your house and invited them to eat with you without a word, you three just kept going as if you three knew this day would eventually come. You three became aware that this was inevitable however the tension between you and Kuroo along with the tension with Kenma and Kuroo is fighting off against each other.

You three sat in each perspective place while you three ate up, making you remember a scene from a highschool, remembering that everytime you three eat lunch you often hear people saying Kuroo is the ‘Mr. Perfect Face’, how you remembered how your eyes lingered a bit longer to ‘Mr. I always stay’ , gosh, what the hell happened? Kenma watched every moment, every second, he looked for a sign where you linger to Kuroo’s gaze, he looked at your eyes hoping no one took Kuroo’s place.

Kuroo never wondered why Kenma was quiet, he knew he'd been watching you so he did the same, looking over you how your skin looks so delicate, looking over you wishing he had begged you to stay. The dinner went fast, too fast. In fact, the night was already deep and you asked them to stay, which Kuroo used as his hope.

Lost in the vast midnight, Kuroo roamed around your house, hoping he'd see some clues perhaps to hold him, to keep him there. He’s hoping he can see a house that you and him built in the corner of his mind that once disappeared from him and you.

“Why are you still awake?”

He jolted when he heard your voice, maybe he was not too late?

“I--uh, I just couldn’t sleep.”

“Well, you should, the bags under your eyes tell otherwise.”

The moon’s light showers you an amount where you see Kuroo’s details, his familiar bed head, his eyes that once watched you like a cat. He grabbed his phone and played something, an oddly familiar song. Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, you looked at him as you gave a deep sigh. As he offered his hand for a dance which you accepted.

He utters apologies and hope in between the chorus and verse. He was desperate if someone would say--

A business man lost his lover and now, he tries to go back to his former, he was so damn desperate to be in your arms again. He felt your hair falling in his arms, oh, how he missed this. He felt his hand getting warmer every time you danced with him. Atleast, this once he felt you closer to him again.

“[Name]”

He uttered your name in such a soothing manner, you stopped swaying with him and he rested his hand on your cheek. He doesn’t need to remind himself. He looked into your eyes and he didn’t see him, he just saw you facing the world alone, he looked at you searching for something that he wished to linger. He was not part of your dreams anymore.

Mr. Perfectly Fine, “How’s your heart after breaking mine, Tetsu?” You asked him. He doesn’t need to be told twice because just like Kenma said you’re doing great, good, better. No doubt he was ‘Mr. Too Late.’

You saw him looking away from you but you pulled him into a tight embrace, despite the height difference he cupped his cheeks, as tears started streaming down his face. He lost again.

“I have already loved you, Tetsu. We built our own home out of memories and emotions..” He tried not to fall apart in front of you. He wiped away his tears as he held you closer.

“Now, I’m happy on my own. It’s time to leave that home. Tetsu, I loved you.”

You kissed the left side of his lips as he rested his head on your shoulder, he cried as if he was lost because indeed he was. He lost you in between his dreams and deja vu, he forgot to love you and only loved your lookalike. How he wishes to run back to you when he was still on the aisle that time, how he wishes he was still your Mr. Perfectly Fine.

The End.

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deja vu - kuroo tetsurou ft. Kenma genre: angst | notice: song fic | --- - where kuroo fell in love with someone to get deja vu of you. [ part 1 | part 2 ] other notes: this fic is heavily inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's deja vu ;) the playlist dedicated for this story. (< click here)

enjoy your meal!

You knew Kuroo and Kenma since the three of you are still young, you knew about their flaws and golden qualities but more importantly you became too fond of Kuroo and Kenma, on the other hand also knew that. He knew how your eyes linger a little longer when it comes to Kuroo, Kenma watched you feel enamoured while you watched Kuroo. Kenma watched you so much that he knew you loved Kuroo more than just a friend. Kenma, always watched you, trying to figure out if Kuroo feels the same with you.

To his luck, he watched Kuroo’s eyes watch every moment, every scenery whenever the bedhead is with you. Kenma also watched the first time Kuroo looked at you as if you’re the most fragile thing in the room. Kenma watched Kuroo and you fell in love with one another.

Kenma was always there with the both of you. Gosh, he can’t even get over the fact that he stayed up all night hearing Kuroo talk about you and you greeting him in the morning only to tell him about your dreams that you wish to achieve with Kuroo. The blonde already fed up with too much information to the point he just blurted out that you two should date.

Kenma watched his two best friend love each other, he watched the both of you trade jacket’s even your jacket actually doesn’t fit Kuroo, he watched you laugh at every Kuroo’s chemistry joke, he watched the both of you sing the songs in Pitch Perfect and Glee even though sometimes you two are out of tune, and he watched you and Kuroo brag to your friends that you finally found someone to keep and to hold for a lifetime. Kenma always wanted this to see Kuroo with a smile on his face and a joy creeping up your lips.

He also was one of the first persons who knew where the two of you went when you two ran away from town.

From Kuroo's perspective, he got everything in his arms and that was you. He can’t forget how thankful he is that there’s this person he is able to share his strawberry ice cream with. He felt at ease with you, he felt home with you. He also regretted that he never got to tell you that he loves you a lot sooner, but you assured him everything is fine.

At night when he holds you tight, your hair would fall in his arms as you both sway to Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, and a Cheshire smirk in his face. And when the morning comes, you showed him your hiding spots, you showed him a place where it is peaceful, you showed him your safe place as Kuroo knew how your hands moved when you’re nervous, he watched you lips turn into smiles when you see him, he knew your mannerisms and jokes that always makes him laugh.

A small pond close to yours and his old school, that’s your favorite spot and now, also his. He would hold you close when he’s there with you playing soft songs that you and he knew, as he tells you that he loves you in between the chorus and verse.

He still remembers the night where he slept by your side while you tell him your dreams and hopes for the both of you. He still tastes the time when he heard you bragging to his friend that he is so unique.

Like from the beginning Kenma watched you two fall, he also the first one watched the both of you break.

Kenma watched Kuroo’s eyes leave yours whenever his new friend enters the room, Kenma watched Kuroo’s hand leaving yours and guiding the other person in the room. He watched Kuroo’s jacket on his friend too. Kenma watched the sweetness of strawberry ice cream start to get bitter. Kenma watched Kuroo leave you.

He watched Kuroo break you.

Who would’ve thought he would be here, watching Kuroo kneeling in front of someone he never really knew asking their hand in marriage, there Kenma sees your image in the pond next to your old school and his, there he watched Kuroo making another person that’s not you to be his. He watched Kuroo once again fall with someone, look at someone as if they are the most fragile thing in the world, he watched Kuroo trade jackets with someone, he watched Kuroo telling the jokes you used to tell him, he watched Kuroo fall in love with someone and fell out of love with you.

But among other things, one thing that Kenma cannot seem to unsee is whenever he sees Kuroo with that someone, he sees you, Kenma sees your mirroring image, doing the things you used to do with Kuroo.

Here he is now, staring at Kuroo, in a room where people are waiting for the groom to enter the room. Kenma watched his friend preparing for a marriage.

“Kuroo, when you enter the place where you will say ‘I do’, please be honest with me..” Kenma uttered a simple glimpse from Kuroo while Kuroo fixed his hair. “When you call her, do you almost say [Name]’s name?”

Cause they actually sound the same. “With everything you did with [Name], was [Name] just your type?”

Kenma argued and his voice got a little louder making Kuroo stand up and look at him firmly. “I bet you danced her with Uptown Girl, like you once did with [Name]!”

By now, Kuroo and Kenma had their first hardfist argument. At Kuroo’s wedding day.

“When are you gonna tell her that you and [Name] did that too?” He asked, making Kuroo bite his inner lip, Kenma walked closer to Kuroo and looked at his eyes. “..She might think it’s special but Kuroo, it’s all reused!”

Kenma watched tears coming out of Kuroo’s eyes as he looked away from Kuroo and stared at the empty wall behind Kuroo.

“I’ve watched you for a long time, Kuroo. And don’t act like you didn’t do things with [Name], like trading jackets? Singing along with Glee? Give me a break, Kuroo.” He sighed, while letting his hand ball into a fist meeting Kuroo’s face.

“Do you get Deja vu, when she’s with you?”

That was the last thing Kuroo ever heard from Kenma’s voice, as he left the room and entered his own wedding ceremony, there he saw your eyes when he walked on the aisle, he saw your eyes in the crowd and visioned himself next to you. He met your eyes in the crowd and he now realized, someone took your spot that should be yours.

A spot that was yours--supposed to be yours. He met your eyes, wishing he can turn back time. His eyes left you for a moment and you were gone. Kenma watched you leave the ceremony and when Kuroo reached the end of the aisle he met Kenma’s gaze and whispered.

“I do get Deja Vu of [Name], Kenma.”

At last Kenma watched Kuroo again as he breaks from the inside and as Kuroo wishing this was only a dream--a nightmare that he can wake up anytime.

Fin

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one step forward, three steps back - bakugou katsuki genre: angst | notes: song fic, interactive song (fic)? !toxic relationship! | 0.6k words - loving bakugou is like moving forward but also three steps back,,

--- extra notes: - the following is inspired from Olivia Rodrigo's 1 step forward, 3 steps back (from SOUR album) - if you see this symbol make sure to play the song " ►"

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Katsuki Bakugou was indeed a man with a lot goals, that includes him being the strongest and the number one hero; some even say he worked too much but to him it’s just a stepping stones despite what he believes you already knew that he was more than enough, you believe that or rather you already knew that but what amazes you the most is his burning passion of being a hero.

[► PLAY THE SONG HERE ►]

It adored you on how he kept on pushing himself towards his goals, and you love him for that---you loved him for that. Not until everything was falling apart between you and him.

Called you on the phone today Just to ask how you were.. All I need was speak my mind Somehow, I still struck a nerve..

You wanted to remain blind to what is happening, you seem to not realize or you rather choose not to realize that Bakugou made you doubt yourself so much if you’re pretty, or even if you’re fun and by now you somehow hated that he kind of has that power over you. Loving him, indeed, is a complete bliss, until you make him mad.

Bakugou never noticed how you would strive harder just to be with him, for he was always moving forward, and you kept following me from behind. However, he knew you kept on following him so he never really turned around to see if you’re still around. He kept on climbing every wall, every mountain, and walked every obstacle for he believed you were always there right behind him.

It's always one step forward and three steps back Do you love me, want me, hate me? Boy, I don't understand No, I don't understand…

You never heard him say some sweet and enticing words, you never saw him stop and look at you, but you hoped it was because of his nature but what makes you break more is how you sometimes wonder which love will you get today, Is it the lover who will walk you by the door or the lover who will send you home crying? Because Bakugou is sometimes the latter and sometimes neither.

Despite the fear of falling apart you still push to one step forward but as you see his eyes piercing to you, without a doubt you take three steps back, you were his, you keep on reminding yourself you were his, but somehow you never knew if he loves you, want you, or even hate you, you will never understand him.

Always going back and forth, because you keep on wondering if you said something wrong, going back and forth as you wonder about the things you said, going back and forth wanting to tell him it’s his fault instead, that was loving Bakugou and you wished you knew that, you wished that you never even bother him, or knowing him.

Because like from the start it’s always..

One step forward and three steps back And I'd leave you, but the roller coaster is all I've ever had Yeah, it's one step forward and three steps back

You called him and somehow he was mad, you kept saying that you hate him, every inch of your relationship was just a bunch of messed up rollercoaster, you told him that you wanted to end it. But still, for the first time he said something, he talked to you about something.

“I need you..”

And somehow he said that you heard it with hesitation and just this once you stood up for yourself as you replied with tears and a smile on your face.

“Do you love me, want me, hate me?....I don't understand. No, I don't understand.”

--- the end

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>>>> here and out a loving tomura playlist

artist in the playlist: billie e., taylor, simple plan, halsey, LAUV, and many more...

- perfect for

- reading tomura reader insert fics

- you just feel bad for tomura experiencing that kind of childhood

- you believe that league of villains: is not really the real villains

- perfect if you believe that they are just misunderstood people that happened to be a victim of the hero society--

- you just miss tomura

- uwu

"Deja Vu"

Kuroo Tetsurou (Ft. Kozume Kenma) | Haikyuu Imagine

notice: all characters are aged up, angst

part 1 | part 2

playlist: Uptown Girl by Billy Joel, Deja Vu by Olivia Rodrigo

author's note: this fic is heavily inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's deja vu ;)

the playlist dedicated for this story. (< click here)

enjoy your meal!

You knew Kuroo and Kenma since the three of you are still young, you knew about their flaws and golden qualities but more importantly you became too fond of Kuroo and Kenma, on the other hand also knew that. He knew how your eyes linger a little longer when it comes to Kuroo, Kenma watched you feel enamoured while you watched Kuroo. Kenma watched you so much that he knew you loved Kuroo more than just a friend. Kenma, always watched you, trying to figure out if Kuroo feels the same with you.

To his luck, he watched Kuroo’s eyes watch every moment, every scenery whenever the bedhead is with you. Kenma also watched the first time Kuroo looked at you as if you’re the most fragile thing in the room. Kenma watched Kuroo and you fell in love with one another.

Kenma was always there with the both of you. Gosh, he can’t even get over the fact that he stayed up all night hearing Kuroo talk about you and you greeting him in the morning only to tell him about your dreams that you wish to achieve with Kuroo. The blonde already fed up with too much information to the point he just blurted out that you two should date.

Kenma watched his two best friend love each other, he watched the both of you trade jacket’s even your jacket actually doesn’t fit Kuroo, he watched you laugh at every Kuroo’s chemistry joke, he watched the both of you sing the songs in Pitch Perfect and Glee even though sometimes you two are out of tune, and he watched you and Kuroo brag to your friends that you finally found someone to keep and to hold for a lifetime. Kenma always wanted this to see Kuroo with a smile on his face and a joy creeping up your lips.

He also was one of the first persons who knew where the two of you went when you two ran away from town.

From Kuroo's perspective, he got everything in his arms and that was you. He can’t forget how thankful he is that there’s this person he is able to share his strawberry ice cream with. He felt at ease with you, he felt home with you. He also regretted that he never got to tell you that he loves you a lot sooner, but you assured him everything is fine.

At night when he holds you tight, your hair would fall in his arms as you both sway to Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, and a Cheshire smirk in his face. And when the morning comes, you showed him your hiding spots, you showed him a place where it is peaceful, you showed him your safe place as Kuroo knew how your hands moved when you’re nervous, he watched you lips turn into smiles when you see him, he knew your mannerisms and jokes that always makes him laugh.

A small pond close to yours and his old school, that’s your favorite spot and now, also his. He would hold you close when he’s there with you playing soft songs that you and he knew, as he tells you that he loves you in between the chorus and verse.

He still remembers the night where he slept by your side while you tell him your dreams and hopes for the both of you. He still tastes the time when he heard you bragging to his friend that he is so unique.

Like from the beginning Kenma watched you two fall, he also the first one watched the both of you break.

Kenma watched Kuroo’s eyes leave yours whenever his new friend enters the room, Kenma watched Kuroo’s hand leaving yours and guiding the other person in the room. He watched Kuroo’s jacket on his friend too. Kenma watched the sweetness of strawberry ice cream start to get bitter. Kenma watched Kuroo leave you.

He watched Kuroo break you.

Who would’ve thought he would be here, watching Kuroo kneeling in front of someone he never really knew asking their hand in marriage, there Kenma sees your image in the pond next to your old school and his, there he watched Kuroo making another person that’s not you to be his. He watched Kuroo once again fall with someone, look at someone as if they are the most fragile thing in the world, he watched Kuroo trade jackets with someone, he watched Kuroo telling the jokes you used to tell him, he watched Kuroo fall in love with someone and fell out of love with you.

But among other things, one thing that Kenma cannot seem to unsee is whenever he sees Kuroo with that someone, he sees you, Kenma sees your mirroring image, doing the things you used to do with Kuroo.

Here he is now, staring at Kuroo, in a room where people are waiting for the groom to enter the room. Kenma watched his friend preparing for a marriage.

“Kuroo, when you enter the place where you will say ‘I do’, please be honest with me..” Kenma uttered a simple glimpse from Kuroo while Kuroo fixed his hair. “When you call her, do you almost say [Name]’s name?”

Cause they actually sound the same. “With everything you did with [Name], was [Name] just your type?”

Kenma argued and his voice got a little louder making Kuroo stand up and look at him firmly. “I bet you danced her with Uptown Girl, like you once did with [Name]!”

By now, Kuroo and Kenma had their first hardfist argument. At Kuroo’s wedding day.

“When are you gonna tell her that you and [Name] did that too?” He asked, making Kuroo bite his inner lip, Kenma walked closer to Kuroo and looked at his eyes. “..She might think it’s special but Kuroo, it’s all reused!”

Kenma watched tears coming out of Kuroo’s eyes as he looked away from Kuroo and stared at the empty wall behind Kuroo.

“I’ve watched you for a long time, Kuroo. And don’t act like you didn’t do things with [Name], like trading jackets? Singing along with Glee? Give me a break, Kuroo.” He sighed, while letting his hand ball into a fist meeting Kuroo’s face.

“Do you get Deja vu, when she’s with you?”

That was the last thing Kuroo ever heard from Kenma’s voice, as he left the room and entered his own wedding ceremony, there he saw your eyes when he walked on the aisle, he saw your eyes in the crowd and visioned himself next to you. He met your eyes in the crowd and he now realized, someone took your spot that should be yours.

A spot that was yours--supposed to be yours. He met your eyes, wishing he can turn back time. His eyes left you for a moment and you were gone. Kenma watched you leave the ceremony and when Kuroo reached the end of the aisle he met Kenma’s gaze and whispered.

“I do get Deja Vu of [Name], Kenma.”

At last Kenma watched Kuroo again as he breaks from the inside and as Kuroo wishing this was only a dream--a nightmare that he can wake up anytime.

Fin

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the night i wished to forget - bakugou katsuki genre: fluff angst | notes: angst bakugo is my best bakugou | 0.7k words - if love was throughly understood by both of you everything would be different..

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Meeting him was a sweet serendipity, a morning with a sweet cup of tea, a drizzle of caramel and a homemade coffee, that was him, that was meeting Katsuki. A daydream perhaps, a soft kiss with the sun, Katsuki knew that how he became a sole piece in your life, how he became your hope in life. You were Katsuki’s greatest home and best longing stares, on how you became his stay, everytime he says it’s better if he is alone. But, not all tales of love ended in such relief and the two of you belonged in that gamble.

Love is not an easy game when only one person is holding on, that’s what happened. Love is a curse when only one person still wants to go on and the other one wants to give everything up.

“Where did we go wrong, Katsuki?”

Your voice echoed inside the closed closet, who knew, that the two former lovers will be first one to experience the stupid game which is the seven minutes in heaven despite the name Katsuki considered this as hell, he wasn’t supposed to join in the first place but considering on how he trust his former classmates now, he actually gave in, the moment your and his name was mentioned, his hands starts to sweat even more cursing Kirishima and Kaminari in the back of his mind.

He told himself to wake up, it’s been one month since you two fell apart, give it a break, he had thought that you already moved on, two years, he yearned for you for two years, he had you for three years. And now, tonight, everything is coming back to him.

“I was the one---”

“Cut the crap, Bakugou.”

And that, that was his breaking point. All of your memories run in his head, your sweetest mornings with him, his darkest and calm nights he experienced it with you, your sweet voice that is wrapped around his head, and his calming hand caressing you when the night is colder than expected.

“I need to get stronger. I need to be number one..You keep repeating that thing, Bakugou.”

He couldn’t speak, he doesn’t know if it’s the cabinet’s fault or it's from the tension that you and him both have. He knew that couldn’t just face this with much force because he knew he would hurt you more if he did that. He knew he had a missing piece and that was you but then he lost you.

“Have you gotten stronger, Katsuki?”

“Are you happy now? Bakugou Katsuki?”

If he would he could go back into your arms uttering apologies on how he should not have let you go, muttering some explanations before betraying your love, on how he wishes he said those three words more often, on how he hoped you heard him when he wishes you to stay, on how he cried when you went away but no, he can’t. All he has is him, all he has is the strength and courage to face the dangers from society. The seven minutes became longer if he thought but before it could even end he uttered something and broke the hope for the both of you.

“Indeed, I am stronger than ever before.”

“I see.”

You sighed and the light started to enter as they opened the cabinet, you exited the cabinet and went back to your seat at least now, you knew he was strong, at least now you knew he could protect himself. To him, he left the cabinet while carrying the betrayal and comforting pain in his chest, he said he was indeed strong but he never responded to the question if he was happy.

Ain’t it funny? He repeated on how he hoped you would call out his name and him wishing you should go back to him, how funny it is, how he hoped everything would be okay, on the other hand, you thought the same but you thought he already gave his word and all hopes should be gone by now. But nothing will change the fact that he is your sweetest serendipity and you were his soft morning but now, and tonight you were the person he always remembered.

As he was the night you wish to forget.

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