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───〃★ Partners in crime┆NSH.R pt.1

「Synopsis⭑.ᐟ」 What happens when a goody two shoes who couldn’t meet her parents expectations and a mistreated young male who wasn’t even from the country he currently lived decide to run away? Both being fed up with their shit and just wanting to escape , surely nothing bad could happen , right?

「Contains⭑.ᐟ」 Runaway trope , crimes such as stealing and fraud, toxic households ,bullying, one physical fight (not in detail) , mutual pining , friends to lovers (will develop more in the second part)

「Wordcount⭑.ᐟ」 7.2k

「Vampies Note⭑.ᐟ」 feedback and reblogs are appreciated 💗

Your palms were sweaty as you walked back and forth in your room , your teeth chomping down on your nails as your had one hand up to your mouth , your heartbeat so loud that it was ringing in your ears — every noise you heard coming from outside your house made your anxiety spike up , just dreading for the moment your parents came back home. You knew that you had no choice but to show it to them , you had to , otherwise they’d snoop through your room again while locking you up in the bathroom so you couldn’t resist them or fight back. You hated college, you absolutely hated it — college in general was okay , but it was your parents that made it even less enjoyable than it already was. They always expected you to come back home with a perfect score after receiving your exams or with positive feedback from your professors — if you got anything that wasn’t an “A” , they’d be deeply disappointed. An “B” was still kind of acceptable , but anything under that was nowhere near good or perfect for your parents — punishing you by taking your phone away and locking you up in your room with only your textbooks , forcing you to study and work harder. They’d only let you out if you needed to use the toilet or wanted something to drink and they always checked on the process you’ve made , it was suffocating.

It felt as if a stone was falling into the pit of your stomach as your ears picked up the sound of a car parking in your front yard , your feet practically running over to your window — your hands trembling as you slid your curtains slightly to the side and revealing your parents stepping out of the car , your step dad walking over to the trunk and unloading the groceries out of it. You swallowed thickly before making your way to the front door to open it , a bright fake smile on your face as you opened it and greeted your parents — might as well help them and pray that they’ll reduce your punishment after showing them your failed exam. “How nice that you want to help us , but you should study instead”, your mom smiled as she saw you coming out of the house and walking over to them , grabbing the grocery bags she was carrying out of her hands and just smiling back at her. “Oh pfft , helping for just a couple seconds won’t interfere with me studying ahaha..”, you replied with a nervous laugh , not as if you wouldn’t have to study even more later anyway once they’d see your exam. “So , did you get your exam back? Perfect score , right?”, your Step dad asked while he followed after you, carrying two packs of water bottles that made those skin crawling squeaking noises due to the plastic wrapped around them into the house. You purposely set the plastic bags down a bit more firmly so they’d make loud noises , pretending to not have heard him while you took every item out of the plastic bags. “(Y/n) , the exam”, he repeated , his voice just as gruff as the grip he had on your shoulder , his hand firmly pressing down on it to get your attention and make you look at him. “Ah..yes , the exam , we got it back”, you mumbled , your voice almost fragile as you could only pray for your life , this may have been the worst grade you have ever gotten in your life. Your eyes drifted to his hand as the weight on your shoulder lifted off , his hand now right next to your head as he made a slight grabbing motion , motioning for you to get it. 

You swallowed another lump as you slowly moved away from the plastic bags , your walk almost robotic as you walked over to your room to fetch the exam. Your hands were trembling as you could already hear him yelling at you while your mother would just shake her head in disappointment, the piece of paper shaking in your hands along with the rhythm of your trembling hands. It’s not going to be that bad , right? You’ll probably just have to study way more than usual .. right? Before you could turn around and exit your room , a rough hand ripped the piece of paper out of your hands — you took too long for your impatient Step dad. You could only watch in shame and fear as his eyebrows furrowed more and more , an angry expression on his face as he took a deep sigh. “This … really ? Are you serious? This is the worst! How could you disappoint us like that?! You’ve never disappointed us so goddamn much until today! Jesus, (Y/n), only 50 % !? You only got 50 % on your exam!? I knew that your mother was being too generous by only giving you 4 hours to study as a punishment!”, his voice was as sharp as a knife as he expressed his anger and disappointment , your head lowering in shame. “Is this the thanks we get for raising you?! For feeding you !? For letting you live with us rent free!? This is the thanks for everything we have done for you?! We expected better of you!”, you could only flinch as he balled your exam up and threw it at you , the impact wasn’t painful but it did damage you mentally. 

But despite feeling hurt , anger was also rising up inside you. “I never asked to be born or raised by you guys…”, you mumbled , never have you asked to be set in this world. “What?”, your Step dad asked , his voice growing a bit gruffer as he repeated his words. “You ungrateful child! Give me your phone , now! You better have eaten something before we came because you’ll stay in your room now until it’s time for you to get ready for school ! Don’t even think about trying to escape!”, he put his hand , watching as you just put your phone in his hand , stuffing it into his pocket before he grabbed his keys and walked over to your windows , locking them so you couldn’t just escape through your window. 

“If you need to use the toilet or drink something , that’s too bad! If you’re going to be so ungrateful then this is going to teach you a lesson to work harder! Hold it in until the morning”, that was the last thing he said before he left your bedroom , slamming your door shut before the sound of your lock was the last sound to be heard. This was worse than you thought , way worse. Locking you in your room until the next morning and telling you to suck your basic human needs up? That was beyond fucked up. Tears started to blur your vision as they welled up in your eyes, you couldn’t handle this anymore , it was all too much . How could someone treat their child like that? Even if he was your step dad , he had been present in your life since you were in kindergarten , your biological dad having had divorced your mother due to her toxic behavior — you weren’t mad at your dad for “leaving you behind” , you knew that he wanted to take you with him but lost custody due to having being unemployed during that time.

Oh how you wished that you could get out of this.

“I’m telling you , this is all I got!”, his voice was exhausted and tired as he pointed at the envelope of money that he had placed on the dinner table , his “aunt” just grumbling as she sipped on a glass of wine. “Seriously? Work harder , will you? Jesus , I need to reduce your time for showering again”, she huffed as she grabbed the envelope , stuffing it into the pocket of her robe as she glared at him. “I want to see every single penny you owe me for this month's rent by the end of this month!”, was the last thing she said before she shooed him away , a deep frown etched onto his face as he just went into the guest bedroom , he didn’t even want to be here. He would have been just fine living in some moldy apartment by himself , but no , his parents suggested that he’d stay at their friend's place — he wanted to go back home so badly but he couldn’t, he needed to finish college first in order to go back to his home country. He wasn’t blaming his parents,they didn’t know what was going on as his “aunt” would threaten to kick him out if he ever were to tell them , leaving him with nothing. He had no other choice but to endure this for the next couple years , but he feared that he had already reached his limit. His routine and daily life was ; Wake up , go to college , go to his part time job , use the little time he has to study , go this second part time job , eat the food his second part time job would give him , go home and study until 1 am, sleep and wake up at 5am just to study again before leaving for college. It was draining , both mentally and physically.

Another sigh left his lips as he looked at the time and seeing that he only had an hour left until he had to go to his second job, the worst thing was that it was a shift that would require him to stay until 11pm. He tried to talk with his boss about it , trying to get a different shift but there was no one else who could do it since his co-workers were either sick or were on vacation. He didn’t even had the time to eat yet , his stomach already grumbling just at the thought of food but he knew that if he were to take something from the fridge , his aunt would take note of it and add that to his “payment” to her. He shouldn’t complain though , he got a roof over his head and a bed to sleep in , right? But then again , a moldy apartment and an old mattress would have probably been way easier than staying at his “aunt’s” house. His “aunt” was horrible, always mistreating him and expecting him to work for her as well , he was almost like a maid for her — someone who would need to do whatever she wanted , do all the chores for her, pay half of her rent because she was too busy getting drunk on wine and fucking around with her boytoy. But that was the life he was living now , he just had to suck it up , but he wasn’t a machine — he may act as if he was physically and mentally capable to handle all of that shit , but he was also just a human with a breaking point. 

Thankfully ,his shift went smoothly — sure , there were a couple troublesome customers but nothing he couldn’t handle since he was experiencing everything with his “Aunt”. 

“You look rough … was it that bad?”, Riki asked as he sat down next to you , his voice laced with worry which he tried to hide but his eyes were giving it away — he cared too much about you. He held you dearly to his heart , you were like the wall he could lean against when shit got too much to handle , his “Aunt” being said shit. You looked beyond exhausted , almost as if you were crying all night and didn’t get a wink of sleep — but honestly , he didn’t look any better. He had huge eye bags under his eyes , his skin was a bit paler than usual and his eyes were rimmed red. “It was worse than I thought.. Sorry for not replying in case you send me any messages … they took my phone away”, you mumbled , running a hand through your hair and wincing slightly as your stomach rumbled, his worry only growing. “Did you not eat this morning? When was the last time you ate?”, Riki asked , placing a hand on your shoulder to give you some comfort , his other hand rummaging through his bag.

“Yesterday morning… This punishment was possibly the worst one I have ever gotten. They locked me in my room for the whole night until this morning , denying me any access to food or drinks , heck , they didn’t even let me go to the toilet and told me to just suck it up”, his grip on your shoulder tightened a little upon hearing and letting your words sink in , this was beyond inhumane. He wasn’t unfamiliar with those ridiculous punishments your parents gave you , specifically your step dad, but this wasn’t ridiculous — this was cruel and inhumane. He didn’t even know what to say anymore with how speechless he was. He just grabbed a couple granola bars out of his bag and handed them to you , your eyes drifting to look at him , ready to decline but he just gave you a hard look — opening one of the granola bars and just shoving it into your mouth. “Just eat it , you need it more than me. It’s better than nothing , I’ll buy you lunch later”, he grumbled , a small smile growing on his face as watched you chew on the granola bar in defeat. He was too kind , way too kind for his own good — alway sucking up whatever his “aunt” had to say to him , keeping up with his studies even if he wasn’t that good when it came to academics, working his ass off yet still giving you his snacks and even more or less offering to buy you lunch later, even if he needed the money to pay his “aunt” back. 

“You don’t have to do that Riki, I can pay for it myself”, you mumbled , shaking your head a little and he just scoffed. “(Y/n), we both know that your parents keep track of your money and will punish you again for spending money on , in their words , useless stuff”, He had a point , your parents always kept track of your pocket money — money that you were only allowed to spend on textbooks , you always had to show them the receipt for it and if it wasn’t anything study related , they’d take your pocket money away, how stupid. “I earn my own money , buying one lunch won’t hurt my wallet”, his voice grew a little softer as he said , giving you no more excuses to deny his offer or rather his demand to buy lunch for you. “Fine.. but only if we share”, you compromised , making him sigh a little and nod while mumbling “yeah yeah..” under his breath. 

Lunch break came and the two of you made your way to the cafeteria , it was almost haunting how the mean group of people already started to giggle and whisper amongst themselves as they saw you. “Hey , Japanese boy, I thought Japanese people alway take care of their appearance. Why do you look like literal trash then?”, a  male student snickered before another one chimed in. “Dude , he can’t take care of his appearance. Even if he did take care of his appearance , his moles ruin everything. They look like dirt particles on his skin. Plus , he works at a gas station, only poor people work there because they’re so desperate for money”, the two males snickered amongst themselves , a couple other students giggling or snickering as well. Your eyes darted up to look at the male next to you , your eyebrows furrowed in worry — you knew that he was a bit insecure about the amount of moles he had , but those were literally the prettiest moles you have ever seen in your whole life , your heart was hurting for him.

Riki just ignored them and made a beeline to the canteen , his hand grasping onto your wrist to drag you along with him. “When will they ever hop off my dick”, Riki huffed , grumbling slightly to himself as he looked at whatever the cafeteria had to offer for lunch today, his eyes going towards you. “What do you want to eat?”, his question made you look at the menu before your eyes went back to him. “Whatever you want to eat , we’re sharing after all and you’re the one paying so you should choose”, he sighed softly at your response before nodding and just picking what was the biggest so it would be enough for the two of you. He paid the cafeteria lady and grabbed the tray , motioning his head towards the direction of an empty table in the back. Once the two of you sat down , he handed you the second pair of chopsticks before starting to eat — eating much slower than you. You always thought he was just a slow eater whenever he shared his lunch with you, but what you didn’t know was that he was purposely eating slower so you’d have more of the food. 

It was peaceful , the two of you eating in silence while the chattering of the students were only background noises — that was until you could feel someone standing behind you. Before you could turn around and check , drops of liquid hit your arm , Riki sitting next to you completely drenched in milk now. “Oops.. my bad , It slipped out of my hand. But hey , at least you got a shower now , no?”, you turned around and saw a group of girls giggling , drops of milk were running down the side of his face — his hand gripping his chopsticks so tightly that they were on the verge of breaking. Now , if this was a male student , he would have beat the shit out of him , but since it was a female , he didn’t do anything — he wasn’t raised to beat a female up or show any violence towards a female and that’s exactly why the female student did this , she knew that he wouldn’t do anything to her. Well , he wouldn’t, but you? You would and you did.

 “You’re such an Idiot”, Riki sighed as he dabbed away the drops of blood running from your nose , his eyes once again displaying worry in them — you may or may not have gotten into your first ever physical fight with someone and you don’t regret it one bit. It started with you talking back to her before throwing your own milk at her which then resulted in her jumping you — and you were proud to say that you have ripped one of her acrylic nails off. “I couldn’t just sit there and watch… This is all just so ,, upsetting to watch. You’re my friend Riki , if not even my closest and only friend. I cherish you a lot and I can’t just sit there and watch , enough is enough at some point”, you reasoned , making him sigh once again before he placed his hands on your shoulders to get you to look at him. “And I appreciate that a lot , but you could’ve gotten seriously hurt. You know what she is capable of , you shouldn’t put yourself in danger like that”, as much as his words were serious , you couldn’t help but giggle a little. “You’re making it sound as if I was going to die”, he just huffed and pinched your shoulder gently. “I’m being serious , don’t ever do that again. I don’t like seeing bruises on you”, he mumbled , his eyes drifting back to your bloody nose before he continued to gently dab the blood away.

“But you are right , enough is enough. I can’t deal with this shit anymore. I want to escape. This college sucks , my aunt sucks , my jobs suck , my whole life sucks. You’re literally the only good thing in my life next to my family that I can't even go back to because I don’t want to see their disappointed faces for dropping out of college”, Riki mumbled with a sigh , grabbing your chin to keep your head steady as you nodded slightly. “Tell me about it , I want to escape as well. I didn’t even want to attend this college , my parents are forcing me”, you sighed out , sulking slightly and he clicked his tongue as his eyes shortly looked you in the eyes before they went back down to your nose. “Of course they did… wouldn’t it be funny to just run away , leave everything behind and pretend we were never there”, his words caught your attention , a light bulb turning on in your head in a comical way as you got an idea.

“Omg , Riki! You’re a genius!”, you exclaimed , catching him slightly off guard as you grabbed his shoulders and pulled him towards you , his nose almost touching yours with how energetically you had pulled him towards you.“Wha— Why don’t we just run away? It’s not as if we are actually needed here anyway”, you cut him off , his one eyebrow raising up in a questioning way. “Yeah right and how are we going to do that you Idiot? They’d send the police to look for us”, he snickered , shaking his head a little and wiping the remaining dried blood away with a wet cloth — meanwhile you were thinking about a plan. 

“Alright so … it might seem crazy what I am about to say”

“Oh god..”

Your plan was good and you had a lot of planning to do — maybe being locked in your room wasn’t all that bad? It gave you more time to come up with your plan. Your plan was simple , but only as for how to not get your guardians to look for you ; Fake death. You came up with the plan of pretending to have committed suicide , you’d leave a note on the dinner table saying your farewell and maybe possibly adding some sentences to make them feel guilty — might be an ass move to do that but honestly , you didn’t want them to think you would have killed yourself just because your life sucked, you wanted for them to regret how they have treated you. After that , you’d just leave a pair of your shoes by a bridge over a lake ,making it seem as if you had jumped off. The plan was the same for Riki , that way both of your “corpses” would be hard to find if the police ever tried to look for them since the current could have swept your “bodies” far away. After that , the two of you would just run away.

Luckily , due to Riki’s part time job , he knew a car the two of you could use — the car wasn’t really used anymore yet was in good condition , he had already stolen the car keys days prior to the event you two would take. The plan after leaving your notes was to get to the car or more like Riki picking you up , leave your shoes by the bridge and just drive away , somewhere far away. And about money? Well , that would be something the two of you would have to worry about later on — for now , your pocket money you had saved up for years along with the money Riki had taken off of his salary the last couple months would be enough. Riki wasn’t stupid , as if he would actually give his whole salary to his “Aunt” that demanded to get paid back by him , he only gave her half of it so she would stop whining. 

And it was exactly today that the plan would be taken into action , your bag already packed and ready to go. But how would you get out of your room if your parents had locked the door? You already took care of that a couple days ago , your mom should have been more mindful of her purse — the spare key was just waiting for you to take it. Your eyes kept looking out of the window, the moon illuminating the dark night sky, just waiting for Riki to appear with the car on the other side of your street. This was perfect , everything was going to go well — excitement started to bubble up in your body as a car parked on the opposite street , you guys were really going to do this. You quickly grabbed your bag and quietly unlocked your door , taking the key with you so your parents wouldn’t figure out how you got out — your steps slow and quiet as you walked towards the front door. You’ve never felt more free as you set your foot out of your house , this was really going to be it , you were finally free! You had a huge grin on your face as you quickly walked over to the car and got into the passenger seat , a grin just as huge as yours on his face as he looked at you.

“You have your other pair of shoes?”, Riki asked , his grin so huge that it almost reached his eyes , watching as you excitedly nodded your head and held up the spare pair of shoes. “Alright , let’s do this..”, he shifted the gear and got out of the parking modus before he shifted the gear once again and started to drive towards the designated bridge. You weren’t worried about anyone catching you , it was in the middle of the night and only sleep deprived people would drive past — they’d be too tired to even notice the two of you placing shoes in front of the railing from the bridge. Once that was done , the two of you looked at each other before you just jumped into his arms —  too overwhelmed by all the emotions you were feeling ; excitement , relief , freedom and happiness. He just laughed lightheartedly and wrapped his arms around you , hugging you back and slightly lifting you off of the ground — he too felt the same emotions, he could finally leave everything behind , the bullying , his “Aunt” , his stress regarding college and work along with the mistreatment he had been experiencing everywhere.

“Alright , we should go now. We have a long way ahead of us to practically nowhere”, Riki said as he set you back down , it would be better to not waste any more time and leave the city immediately to get on the highway — the destination not set yet but that was something you two could settle on after reaching another city or village far away. You nodded and quickly made your way back to the car , already putting the aux cable into your phone —  wait , your phone? How did you get that even though your step dad took it from you? Well , you’ve kept one of your old phones without your parents knowledge , sure you didn’t had a sim card in it but that was something you could just buy again —  you were lucky that they didn’t chipped that phone so they could always see your location , that would have been a bit troublesome if that were to be the case. “Just don’t put anything on that I wouldn’t listen to”, Riki joked as he got into the driver's seat , he couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw how eagerly you reached for the aux cable. “Mi Mi Mi”, you imitated him and just put your playlist on shuffle , another chuckle coming from him, the first song playing being “My love mine all mine” by Mitski — you knew that he liked that song, so he wouldn’t complain about that one.

It felt good to be free and you felt content , your head leaning against the side of your seat as your eyes watched the scenery pass by in a blur —  it was comforting , especially with the way Riki was quietly singing along while focusing on the road. His singing voice was beautiful , you’ve never understood why he disliked to sing so much —  his voice had the perfect amount of softness and deepness to it , his voice always felt like a warm , comforting hug in front of a fireplace. Before you knew it , your eyes started to close as you started to doze off to the sound of his voice — your body finally feeling safe enough to fall asleep with ease.

“(Y/n)... wake up”, your eyes fluttered open as you felt someone shaking your shoulder , panic flooding your body for a second as you thought that this was all just a dream and that you were in fact not free — a sigh of relief coming from you as you were met by Riki’s face. You looked around a little ,trying to figure out where you guys were and the only things you gathered were that he parked at a gas station near the highway. “Where are we and for how long did I sleep..?”, you mumbled as you rubbed your eyes a little to be more awake, a fond smile growing on his face unbeknownst to you. “We’re somewhere on the highway ,I have no Idea where exactly we are but you’ve slept for two and a half hours. Get up , I need to tank up and we should probably get something to eat and drink”, Riki replied as he patted your shoulder and unbuckled your seatbelt , taking a step back as he held your door open since he was already out of the car —  he had the hood of his hoodie up , his bangs covering his eyes slightly.

You nodded and got out of the car , stretching your body a little while he opened the tank cap and put the gas pump nozzle into the hole , his eyes looking up at the display to see how much he would need to pay and to make sure that he filled the tank up enough. “Let’s go , stay close to me , anything could happen at a gas station”, Riki said as he tapped the gas pump nozzle against the side of the tank before putting it back in the gas pump — grabbing your wrist gently to pull you along with him. The automatic doors made a small “Ding” sound as they opened , the two of you strutting inside and going straight to the little fridge that had prepared food displayed in it , your eyes scanning each row to see if anything caught your eye —  honestly , with how hungry you were , you could eat the whole fridge up , you would eat anything put you settled with a simple sandwich , that way you could eat one and save the other one until you were hungry again. Riki scoffed slightly before he grabbed another one and held it out to you. “Take two , you need to eat properly”, He mumbled while he himself also grabbed two sandwiches. Next stop was getting drinks , the two of you settling for two 1,5 liter bottles —  one water bottle and one bottle of soda for the sugar intake. 

“This is heaven”, Riki sighed out as he took a bite of his sandwich after the two of you got back in the car , humming to himself as he let all the flavors melt on his taste buds —  gas station food wasn’t that good , but even a crumb of bread crust would have tasted like heaven to him with how hungry he was. “We’re really free now , aren’t we? We really did it… I hope this isn’t just a dream that I am having right now”, you mumbled softly as you unpacked your own sandwich , a sly grin forming on his face as he reached a hand out and made a pinching motion with his thumb and index finger. “Want me to pinch you real hard just to see if this is real or not?”, Riki asked with a teasing tone , making some laughing sounds as you swatted his hand away. “Not a chance! You just want to pinch me!”, you exclaimed , whining slightly as he shortly pinched your right cheek. “Maybe I do, I can’t help myself , your cheeks are just really soft. Makes me feel like a grandma that pinches their grandchild’s cheeks really hard , it’s the cuteness aggression”, he let out a small snicker before he went back to eating his sandwich while he leaned back into his seat.

“But now the question is ,what do we do?”, you turned your head to look at him — he was right , running away was easy but figuring out what to do now was hard. Silence consumed the two of you as you both thought about it before you broke it. “I’d say , we’ll just continue driving until we see the next rest stop and sleep in the hostel for one night. We can think about it tomorrow but we need to get some proper sleep first , especially you”, He hummed slightly at your words , nodding his head a little along his humming as his cheeks were stuffed with food. But then , a question popped up in your head. “Hey so… about the car..? Wouldn’t your former boss notice that one of the cars is missing? And what about the license plate”, Riki swallowed whatever he still had in his mouth and grabbed the water bottle , taking a huge sip from it to clear his throat and wash all the food down before opening his mouth to speak.

“Well , my former boss won’t notice it , at least for now he won’t. He doesn’t really keep track of the cars , especially the ones he doesn’t use anymore. But even if he would notice it , I changed the license plate. I switched it with an abandoned car ones, they wouldn’t be able to find this car”, Riki said as he reached the water bottle over to you , urging you to drink something as well before he put your seatbelt on for you , doing the same for himself as well —  turning the key in the slot to start the engine. “Alright , let’s get going again”.

It was only an one hour ride until the two of you reached the next rest stop, the ride was mostly quiet if it wasn’t for Riki quietly jamming to the songs that were playing — your eyes looking at the hostel with skeptical eyes, you never really liked sleeping in hotels or hostels. “You cool with us just sharing a room? It would be cheaper and we kind of need to watch the money until we have settled down in a different city”, Riki asked as he went to stand next to you , his arm lightly brushing up against yours as he also looked at the hostel just as skeptical , his other arm holding his bag over his shoulder. “Plus , this hostel does look a bit shady. If we stayed in the same room , you wouldn’t be alone and paranoid and if anything were to happen , I could protect you”, Riki added but in all honesty — he was the paranoid one , he was worried that something may happen to you during the night if you were to sleep in separate rooms and he wouldn’t like for that to happen. 

You just nodded and started to head into the small building with him , warily looking around a little — it did look very shady , the wallpapers were torn off and it smelled like cigarette smoke in the whole building. While you were busy looking around , Riki went up to the reception to pay for a room for one night before he went towards you , motioning his head a little to follow him as he headed outside to the building where all the rooms were. The steel stairs made some creaking sounds as you walked up , your eyes glancing at the key he was holding — number 26 , that was your room number. But as shady as the hostel looked , the room wasn’t as bad. It was more or less clean and it didn’t smell bad , but you couldn’t expect much from a hostel at a rest stop, as long as you had a roof over your head everything was fine. 

“We have to share a bed , I can sleep on the floor though if you don’t feel comfortable with that”, Riki pointed out as he saw the double bed in the middle of the room while he put his bag down next to the bed, you following his action by setting your own bag next to his. “I don’t mind , just don’t hog the blanket or get anywhere near me with your feet”, you shivered slightly as you mentioned the feet part , you couldn’t stand the thought of bare feet touching you in any way. “You want to take a shower first or should I take a shower first?”, Riki went over to the door of your room , locking the door from inside just to be more safe. He didn’t trust this hostel —  who knew what kind of people were around the two of you? “You can go shower first , you probably won’t take as long as I do”, he hummed at your reply and went over to his bag, crouching down to rummage through it and fished some spare clothes he bought with him along with his shampoo out before heading to the bathroom.

Silence filled the room as the lock of the bathroom clicked , a small sigh coming from you as you laid down on the bed , your eyes looking up at the ceiling — this was really happening , you really ran away. It all just felt so surreal , as if this was just a good dream. You were finally free , you didn’t have to worry about your parents' constant expectations they had for you anymore —  they wanted for you to finish college and work as a doctor in the future , cliche. They didn’t care about what you wanted , saying that your choice of carrier was stupid and that you should be a doctor —  they also cared more about what others thought about your family. It was suffocating. Maybe running away seemed to be a stupid plan for some people , like , just suck it up, no? But this is what you wanted — to be far away from them , to be free and able to do whatever you wanted. It was a bit reckless to just run away with no actual plan other than what you had already taken into action. You just hoped that your parents were going to feel guilty , make them realize how suffocating their behavior and treatment towards you was —  as much as it made you sound like a petty ass , they deserved to feel guilty after neglecting your basic human needs and rights.

The lock of the bathroom clicking snapped you out of your thoughts , Riki coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck and slightly damp hair. You got up from the bed and went to grab your own clothes and shampoo from your bag before going to the bathroom to take a nice shower. Meanwhile Riki felt the same as you , spacing out slightly as he got lost in his thoughts while absentmindedly rubbing his towel into his damp hair — this really happened , he as well was now free. Honestly , his “Aunts” treatment didn’t make him want to run away , he would’ve just sucked it up —  but he also longed for the freedom he got now , plus , who was he to let you run away alone? He would never leave you alone, especially not when you have been wanting to run away? It was a win-win situation if you were to ask him —  he had his freedom and he was with you , two of the best things that could happen to him if you were to ask him.

“You really do shower long , huh?”, Riki chuckled as he looked up from his phone , already having made himself comfy on the bed — well, as comfy as he could on the cheap mattress but he wasn’t going to complain. “Oh shush , it was only 15 minutes , don’t exaggerate”, you huffed as you went to lay down next to him on the bed — your damp hair dampening your shirt a little but you didn’t have an option to blowdry your hair. There was no blow dryer nor did you bring one with you. “Should we drive to nowhere again tomorrow? Or at least until we reach a different city?”, Riki asked as he put his phone away , moving to lay down on his side so he could face you , a small smile growing on his face as you copied his action. “I mean , it would be better than to just drive around mindlessly and waste gas. We could stay in a better hostel there and just enjoy our freedom, stay there as long as we want until we’ll leave again”, you mumbled , drawing small shapes on the bedsheet with the tips of your fingers.

He hummed slightly and didn’t say anything else anymore , just admiring the way you looked —  the sight making his heart feel warm and his tummy all fuzzy , god, the effect you had on him. You looked so pretty in his eyes , especially in the current moment — it made him feel weirdly warm to see you so … natural. No make up , hair not done , just wearing comfy clothes and laying in bed with him —  it made his heart leap and skip some beats. His eyelids started to feel heavy , all the driving during the night made him tired and he could finally rest without having to worry about getting ready for college and having to work two jobs after classes had ended —  he could finally rest without a worry. You took notice of how quiet he had gotten , a soft smile growing on your face when you looked up and were met by his sleeping face ,your eyes tracing the moles on his face. You didn’t get it , how anyone could perceive them as ugly —  they were like stars on his skin , scattered around so beautifully and highlighting his features.

But your smile slightly dropped when you heard suspicious noises outside , starting to feel a little scared —  your body automatically moving more towards Riki’s sleeping body , seeking the feeling of safety and comfort. You scooted so close to him that your head was resting right next to his arm , your body slightly curling up in a ball as you closed your eyes — already starting to feel less scared just by being close to him , your cheeks growing warm as his hand suddenly crept up to your waist and pulled you closer. “Don’t be scared , I’m here”, Riki mumbled , his voice as smooth as silk and just the perfect amount of deep- and softness to it , your eyes slowly closing as you let the feeling of fatigue wash over you —  enveloping your mind and sending you to the land of dreams.

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