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tora-ken

3 years ago

IS THIS PAYBACK FOR THE MEGUMI THING ZEY BC IT HURTS

always forever

pairing; suna rintarou x f!reader

warnings; angst and a little bit of fluff

wc; 5,2k

notes; finally managed to finish this! this is the first part of a three chapter suna fic, hope you guys like it :’D

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

to the whole population of inarizaki high, you and suna rintarou were the it couple. one look at you two and everyone could see the love so deep visible in your eyes as you both gazed at each other. for him; you were his lifeline, his sunshine. for you; he was a fresh breath of air, your knight in shining armor. you had a bad streak of boyfriends, always giving it your all to get nothing back in return. you thought too much and fell too deeply and that always found a way to bite you back. but not with suna, because with him everything was just so easy.

he understood you, listened to you, gave you your space when you needed it, held you when you were about to break; returned every ounce of love you gave him without any effort because he was just like you, deeply in love. you both don’t know when the sparks started, but one day you both just knew the way you gazed at each other wasn’t a friendly one anymore, rather something that displayed longing.

you came to inarizaki in your second year from nekoma. although you were always told you were a very sociable person, there were always those first-day jitters that made you shy to approach people. you were always scared to come off as too much to people, too loud, too energetic, too passionate. your parents had told you there was nothing wrong with that, it was just that you had too much love to share, you were caring, understanding, and many more as they claimed. you never failed to thank them every time after their speech, it always lifted your mood and erased your worries. pushing aside those thoughts, you had managed to make friends and get used to the environment. the change began one day when one of your new friends (now best friend) akane recommended the photography club to you.

at first, you were hesitant on accepting it since you were in college prep classes and the last thing you wanted was to fall behind on them, but after a week of bugging you, you accepted the offer and it was the choice that changed your life. until that day you didn’t know how much taking photos made you happy. sure you took pictures on your phone from time to time of view that interested you, but never on a serious level. it made you realize your true passion. in the blink of an eye the first

three months of your second year had already passed, and you had managed to secure a good spot in the club which led you to your meeting with suna; when you were assigned to the volleyball club. you were shy at first, entering a room full of tall and very good-looking men who played passionately was a sight for all the girls in the school. with the help of the captain kita, you warmed up to all of them, but you couldn’t help but let your eyes drift to a certain middle blocker whenever you watched their games. you see, suna had caught your eye the second you had entered the gym. not just because of his looks, but because he seemed more detached than others; even though that wasn’t the case at all.

you were curious, about what he hid behind the laid-back personality, so one day you had managed to approach him at the start of practice. the situation at hand was perfect for you, today they were going to have a match by dividing the team in half and you were going to offer to tape his fingers hoping and praying to not stutter while talking.

while everyone was one by one entering the gym you were trying to calm your heart. it was humiliating, you weren’t about to go up and kiss him or something but you were planning on asking him out; which itself was a big move for you. internally saying your last prayers to ease your nerves, you made your way over to suna rintarou.

“hey suna. do you need me to tape your finger?” you offered with the tape in hand. unbeknownst to you, suna was equally as nervous at your offer. the girl he’s been silently crushing on personally asking to tape his fingers? what kind of shojo manga was he in? sending a side glare to the two twins who were wiggling their eyebrows at him he nodded, “yeah thanks.”

you both made your way over to the bench and sat side by side. silently sitting while you started to wrap the tape around his slender fingers. you cleared your throat finally building the courage to ask the question.

“i-um, are you seeing anyone suna?” the question definitely caught him off guard as he choked on the water he was drinking with his free hand. ears turning pink as he tried to find his words, “why-uh, why are you asking?” seeing the usual laid-back and disinterested suna slightly flustered had your own cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

“well...i wanted to ask you if you—you wanted to go out with me one day?” you looked anywhere but his eyes determined to avoid his observant gaze, but what you weren’t aware of was how suna was starting to turn into a tomato at your question, eyes wide and brain short-circuiting unable to find an answer. “i mean if you don’t want to i totally understand-“

“yes.” you lifted your head to look at him, eyes wide cheeks still blushing. “i-uh, i’d like to go out with you too...” he was scratching the back of his head, trying to calm himself down but internally screaming at the fact he scored a date with his crush!

you had a soft smile on your face, “alright then i’ll text you the details later. now go play everyone is staring at us.” you stood up from your seat to get your camera ready, now out of his view with the biggest grin on your face.

unintentionally during the whole game, the lens of your camera always found its way back to suna’s figure.

your first date with him was one you would never forget. you texted him to agree on a time and place but ended up with suna telling you he already had a plan and that you would only need to be free on saturday. the day before the awaited date you were extremely nervous, in no way or shape had you imagined him actually accepting your proposal. because you didn’t know what he had in store for you, it was very hard to decide what you were going to wear, but in the end, you decided on some black baggy jeans and a sleeveless white top that showed off the skin between it and the jeans; a simple look because you had absolutely no idea what to expect from it.

in the end, the date turned out to be driving around and going sightseeing; it was the most fun date you’ve ever been on, and made tons of memories with suna that day. you still had the pictures taken from that day saved on your phone, one even being each other’s lock-screen to you remind you of the day.

from that day on everything was perfect. you went on multiple more dates like the arcade, movies, the luna park and even went to each other’s house and cuddled under the sheets. it was a bliss—to be with suna. he made you feel loved; a kind of love you had never experienced. even in your third year—after dating a full year now—he still managed to give you butterflies when he sneaked behind you to hug you, or when he kissed you so passionately. he never had to do anything grand to impress you, his little actions of care were enough. the good morning/night texts, buying you lunch knowing the days you would forget yours, handing you his hoodies knowing he would never get them back.

and for suna it was the same. you were the only girl that made him feel things he thought he wasn’t capable of. you showed him what it was to be loved unconditionally, to be accepted for who you are, and to be worthy of someone’s time. the moment you joined the team as their official photographer, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. he couldn’t exactly pinpoint what it was that caught his interest but his best guess was the smiles you gave him, your words of encouragement to the team, and the effort you put in on getting to know them; forming a strong bond. the whole team loved you and it was no surprise why.

the first time suna realized he harbored some kind of feelings for you, he made the stupid mistake of asking osamu for his opinion; again this was the most stupid decision he ever made because since that day they have non-stop annoyed him and teased about it whenever you were near them. and the day you asked him out? they gave him the biggest headache that day but he was too shocked and excited about the date that he couldn’t even bother to stop them. from that day on, suna was sure he was on cloud nine. the feeling of holding your hands, your body snuggled up beside his, the way your lips felt against his—it was all he could ever dream of.

you were even close with his mother and sister. every time you came to visit his home both of the girls would welcome you with open arms. his mother never failed to talk about you, telling him he chose a good girl and how you guys would have adorable children (though he rolled his eyes at this, the thoughts of creating a family with you never left his mind).

his sister would call you onee-chan stealing you from him whenever you came over. gossiping behind his back, playing with toys, and watching princess movies. the fact that you were best friends with his sister always warmed his heart. you were an angel, a blessing from the gods to him. he never wanted to let you go, the thought was agonizing enough. so why did that happen in the end? why did his worst nightmare become a reality? did he have the right to feel bad though? it was his fault in the end, he was the artist of his worst nightmare that turned the painting into a live one–and it all happened one month before graduation.

you didn’t know how to react to the news, it was unexpected. sure you applied there yourself to test the waters, but you never thought you would actually manage to get in. you had managed to get in the school of your dreams—and with a scholarship at that! however, there was one downside to it; it was abroad.

the school of your dreams was on the other side of the world and that would mean leaving everyone and everything you have built here. you hadn’t told your parents yet considering the fact that you just learned of the news yourself after checking your mail. but you knew you had to talk to them, you knew they would be the ones to support your no matter what and guide you to the right decision. so taking a deep breath, you walked downstairs into to living room and faced your parents. “mom, dad, i have some news for both of you...” you played with your fingers behind your back.

“what is is y/n? is everything okay?” your dad asked you, faced turning into a worried expression. “no-no it isn’t bad. i just need your opinions on it.”

“alright. you can tell us anything dear, we’re here to support you no matter what.” your mother smiled at you taking your hand to place you between them to bring you comfort. “...i got into the school of my dreams.”

“what did they say?” akane asked you. you were explaining the events of last night; the news, your reaction, and the conversation you had with your parents. “they were very supportive. since they gave me a scholarship there won’t be a financial problem.” you answered, both of you were eating lunch on one of the benches around the school.

“so what has you so on edge? you got into your dream school, you can go to it! what has you so hesitant y/n?” she reached out to hold your hand, resulting in you looking at in the eyes.

“...it’s rin—“ you sighed, “i know i should tell him but i don’t know if he’ll be alright with long-distance you know? it’s hard. and considering that i’ll be on the other side of the world, visiting each other will be costly. but i also don’t want to force him into this, but i don’t know what to do if it results in a breakup and we drift apart. akane, you know how much i love him. and hearing him talk about how we can move in together after college and always being with each other—” you choked on your own words, tears welling up in your eyes. it was too much to think about. akane hugged you tightly, rubbing your back to calm you down.

she was sad to hear how you felt about the situation at hand. although she loved you and suna together, even going as far as calling you soulmates, she didn’t like the idea of him holding you back. she was the one who helped you realize your true passion, and has been by your side throughout all of it. if you would turn down this offer to stay with suna she would forever hate you both.

“look y/n. you know how much i love you and suna together, and i’m sure you guys are literally meant to be; straight out of a high school romance movie. but still, don’t let the love you have hold you back from reaching your dreams. you are so talented it would be a waste to stay here and if suna doesn’t realize that, then it’s his fault and he’s stupid; like i always thought he was. don’t let a boy decide your future. that’s your choice to make, just don’t let him influence it.” you left her embrace to look at her. god you were so thankful to have a friend like her by your side, you didn’t know what you’d do without her.

“thank you.” you whispered and smiled at her while your mind started on planning how you’d start the conversation with your boyfriend.

you and suna were going out on a date tonight, apparently, he wanted to go stargazing with you so now you were in hir car on your way to the usual park you guys always went to. although you wanted to bask in the moments like this, you knew you had to bring up the topic sooner or later. one more month till your graduation, if you kept on pushing aside the topic things would turn out much much worse than the initial plan.

so when you both reached the spot and got out to place the blanket on the grass with the snacks you brought, you laid down next to him while reaching to hold his hand. “this was a very nice idea rin. who would’ve thought the fox-eyed middle blocker was a romantic person.” you giggled into his neck, the feeling only bringing you comfort for a second until suna opened his mouth to speak.

“im only a romantic for you. just you wait for what’s to come once we graduate. i can’t wait to lay next to each other every night.” he turned to look at you, softly pecking your lips. you gulped, already getting nervous knowing it was now or never. you sat up, straddling his lap which resulted in him sitting up too and placing his hands on your waist. “rin i have to tell you something...” you looked down at your lap.

lifting your chin with his finger he looked into your eyes, “you can tell me anything bunny. what is it?”

“...i plan on studying abroad.” he blinked at you, face supporting a look of confusion, “what—aren’t we going to study together? you know we talked about this.”

“i know we did rin, but i got accepted to the school of my dreams—and with a scholarship at that! it’s the chance of a lifetime and i don’t want to miss it.” you moved off his lap and looked at him. he had an unreadable look in his eyes, but it was obvious to the naked eye that he was taken back by the news and that got you even more nervous. “where—where is this school?” you bit your lip, “the states rin...”

“fuck—y/n that’s so far away! how are we supposed to see each other with that much distance!”

“rin that’s the thing. look im not gonna change my decision, i want to go there. but im giving you an out at this.” you stood up just like he did.

“an out? are you telling me you want to break up?” now he looked vulnerable, eyes showing nothing but a broken boy.

“believe me when i say i don’t want to but if that’s the best choice then so be it. rin im not going to ask you to stay in a long-distance relationship with me—even if i do want to try, i won’t pressure you into it cause i know it will be very hard. and from the reaction you gave me, i don’t think you’re open to the idea of a long-distance relationship anyway.” you sighed.

“why don’t you consider studying here? there are amazing schools here y/n and i can change my destination too. just stay here. please.” he walked closer to you with each word cupping your face with his hands.

“see this is exactly what i don’t want—“ you removed his hands from your face, “i don’t want to stay here. my dream is there rin not here, and do you hear yourself? you’re telling me you’ll throw away your dream school just so i can stay here? i could never accept that.”

“but i don’t want to break up y/n! god, you’re the love of my life! what happened to all those nights we dreamed and planned on staying together and shit!”

“im not going to further discuss this topic rin. my decision is final. now im leaving you with a question. do you want to try long-distance or do you want to break up? i won’t hate you if you choose the latter because i understand the situation. so im giving you a week. please give me your final answer in a week.” with those words you kissed his lips deeply, savoring the taste and the way they felt against yours; hoping it wasn’t the last time, and turned your back to leave.

“y/n! y/n! don’t leave we have to talk about this! y/n!”

that night suna slept in a bed that didn’t belong to him. and woke up with a body that didn’t belong to you.

the next two days were agonizing for you. suna hadn’t talked to you for two days straight since your news and whenever you saw each other in school, his eyes always seemed to avoid yours. that got you even sadder, all you wanted was to be on good terms with him, even if this resulted in your breakup, you would want nothing more but to still be in contact with him. the morning of the third day you had made up your mind; you were going to talk to him no matter what—you couldn’t take the avoiding any longer due to it starting to hurt too much. but no way at all were you expecting your life to crumble in front of your eyes that day.

you had just gotten out of class and were on your way to akane when a girl stopped you halfway. she wasn’t someone you knew personally per se, but you had seen her around the gym with the other fangirls when you came to watch suna’s games. she was one of those really pretty girls. the ones with the blonde hair and the bluest eyes you could ever see a body with the perfect shape; just like out of a magazine cover.

“we need to talk.” without waiting for a reply she pulled you into an empty classroom and locked the door. your eyes widened “wha—what’s going on?” you looked into her eyes, there was a glint you couldn’t exactly place and a feeling started to grow in the pit of your stomach. she smirked, somehow realizing where your mind was going at, “hate to break that pretty relationship of yours, but i thought you should at least hear it from me if you haven’t from your precious rin.”

she pulled out her phone to show you the pictures of a naked suna rintarou asleep on her naked chest. you didn’t want to believe it, but with how you left things and with him avoiding you every time your eyes met—you knew it was true. “why...” you whispered a few tears slipping past your eyes. “i don’t exactly know what pushed him into coming into my arms–but i could only guess it was because he got bored of you.” she looked you up and down. before she could say another word you ran out of the room. you hated looking vulnerable or crying in front of people so you had to be quick in reaching the bathroom. once inside you finally broke down, back leaning against one of the stalls and slipping down to actually take a breath.

did all the moments you spent together mean nothing to him? is one news enough to break the trust and love formed between each other? why couldn’t he just tell you he wanted to break up? was your question and excuse for him to finally break up with you? you had so many questions in your head at the moment but only one thing was final; this meant you finally had your answer from him.

the next days you avoided suna just as much as he, did you. you knew you had to face him and confront him about what he had done but that would only make things much more real. you were afraid of crying in front of him, you wanted to look strong in front of him act as if what he did hadn’t broken you–oh what a lie that was. but the month was about to end and you already sent a mail confirming your attendance at the college last night with your parents, you, of course, told them of the news and they comforted you with their hugs and a family movie night. you were thankful for them.

you had also face-timed akane last night and told her of the events as well, she was very much about to go and beat suna’s ass but you had managed to calm her down by letting her know you guys were bound to break up–at least that’s what you had thought apparently because the way suna pulled you into a classroom just like that girl had done and told you he wanted to try long-distance with you had you paralyzed in your spot. it broke you more now knowing he had no intention of letting you know of the events that occurred the night of your confession.

when you finally managed to find your voice you were sure your voice wasn’t as soft as you planned it to be, “are you serious right now? like–you’re not joking with me right?” he looked at you just as he used to, with love and adoration, but also shock now–probably expecting you to jump into his arms at his words.

“i’m not joking y/n. i thought about i and want to try it; because you’re worth it. you’re the love of my life and im willing to try to make it work if it means we’re together in the end.” he walked closer to you intending on hugging you but was met with you flinching at his touch. you watched as his eyes widened, processing what just happened. “how can you say that rintarou…” angry tears were welling up in your eyes as you stepped away from him wanting to keep the distance.

you couldn’t believe your ears. he had lied to your face, hoping to keep you in the dark. you were hoping he’d confess and ask for your forgiveness (not like you’d forgive him, you knew your worth), but no, he straight up decided to ignore the fact that he cheated.

“rintarou? bunny it’s rin?” you could see him trying to solve the reason for your hostility and you wanted to see him break the same way you did. “it’s funny how you didn’t tell me about you cheating.” you watched his whole facade crumble in front of your eyes, and as much as it pained you, there was no other way to go, “were you hoping to hide that forever and continue your picture-perfect relationship with me?”

“bunny...please just–let’s talk about this alright. it was an accident–”

“accident? accident! suna do you hear yourself? i gave you an out, if it was that hard for you, you could’ve just man up and tell this to my face! but you go and cheat–proceeding to ignore that and tell me you want to stay with me? do you see how stupid this all sounds?”

“and i know it! i-i was really heartbroken that day y/n...and angry at the same time for you to dream with me yet forget about those. but i know that doesn’t excuse my actions–”

“you’re right it doesn’t excuse your actions. because we are over suna–” his eyes widened at this, tears on the verge of trailing down his pretty face, “–i’m breaking up with you because i need someone who wouldn’t betray me like this.”

“no, no, no, no–y/n no, don’t do this, please. i love you okay? weren’t be always forever? Didn’t we promise each other that bunny?” he held your face in his hands, both of your tears now staining your faces and uniforms. but you couldn’t look him in the eye, it all hurt too much. you loved him so much, too much, but again you knew this, it always came to bite you back.

“you broke that suna. you broke us, you broke our promise of always forever. you ruined this, not me.” you pushed his hands off your face as you tried to walk away from him, but all those were of no use; he blocked every attempt to leave.

“please, please, we can fix this. i love you okay? with all my heart, always have and always will. please love!” he held your arms to stop you from moving but your decision was final, no longer was he your knight in shining armor, he was the most pretties the deadliest rose there was. his spikes pierced your heart, you bleeding out. no longer was he your safe space, no longer was he your fresh breath of air.

“it’s over suna. please don’t try to talk with me anymore. i want to graduate without experiencing heartbreak again.” with those last words you left him in the room, alone, heartbroken, just how you had left him that day with your news.

time went by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the day of your graduation. you and akane were walking around saying your last goodbyes to your favorite teachers, friends, faculty members.

you and akane were going to spend the night together at your house and have the last sleepover of the year since your plane was around seven at night tomorrow. you were scared to leave, staying away from your parents had never been a problem to you but on the other side of the country? that was going to be hard yet you promised to face-time them almost every day.

akane was also going abroad but to italy since she always wanted to study design. her talent was beyond what you thought it was in the first place, you were the one who encouraged her to apply there in the first place and now both of you were about to leave your homes. too engrossed in your thoughts you didn’t notice akane nudging your shoulder, and by the time you did, it was too late to realize the group of volleyball players walking your way.

you put on a smile trying to look not bothered and happy. suna on the other hand couldn’t bring himself to smile, not when the love of his life was so close yet so far away from him. all he wanted to do was be in your embrace and be loved by you, yet he knew how selfish it was of him. both atsumu and osamu could see the obvious pain you guys were both in, so could akane.

the twins were devastated when suna told about your break-up but they were equally mad at him for the mistake he had made. “good luck in the states l/n” osamu spoke first, “they won’t know what hit’em” he gave you a genuine smile; one you were grateful for. despite the break-up with suna you were still on good terms with the twins. you were close with them too, and hoped to stay in touch with them.

“thank you samu. that means a lot. i’ll be waiting on those free onigiri’s though, i’ll send you my new address.” you winked resulting in him laughing. “won’t forget to.”

you turned to look at atsumu who was awkwardly standing there, poor boy probably didn’t want to offend his friend by acting close to you. “i just know you’ll be the best setter of the nation tsumu. you were always amazing and you’ll always continue to be amazing.” atsumu’s face grew into a big grin,

“of course im the best! ya better come to my game once i make the olympic team y/n.”

“wouldn’t dare to miss it.” you laughed, eyes now looking at suna, “i’m glad you chose volleyball suna, don’t waste your talent i’m sure you’ll do amazing too.” you didn’t miss the way he flinched at the use of his surname.

“thanks l/n, i’m glad you’re following your passion too.” he gave you a faint smile which you smiled back at.

you were happy you and suna could act decently with each other, glad there weren’t any spiteful feelings between you two. now was the start of a new chapter in your life; one you were ready for. it was finally to pursue your passion and live your life.

you left for home that day with no regrets, ready to start this clean chapter in your life. akane helped you prepare the last things needed for your luggage and demanded on having a harry potter movie marathon with you. with your best friend by your side and your family behind you to support your dreams; you were ready for what was to come.

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tora-ken

3 years ago

what the fack im crying

burn.

⤷ suna rintarou x f!reader

tw. alcohol, vomiting, profanity, cheating, mentions of fire

genre. angst, a lil' bit of fluff, college!au

word count. 4.1k

a/n. this is definitely the longest i've ever written and it took me days to complete lol

the alcohol in your throat burns.

you down one shot after another, not giving a single care to anything else happening in the club. the music is blasting like crazy, the colorful LED lights shine around the room and people are dancing, laughing happily.

you hate it.

it's painful. painful to the extent that as you look around the club, you catch sight of a girl near the exit of the club, hunched over a dustbin and puking. it's disgusting, really, but the man behind her who you assume is her boyfriend, is holding her hair back as she vomits. and when she's done, he pats her back and hands her a bottle of water.

it's painful, so so so painful.

they remind you of you and rintarou suna.

when the both of you interacted at this exact club, in such a situation.

"y/n come on! let's dance! maybe you'll meet someone!" your friend is grinning at you cheekily, hand wrapped around your arm as she pulls you towards the dance floor, the center of the room. as resistant as you were, you end up agreeing because she wasn't going to take no for an answer ever.

so you do, you do dance and you do meet someone.

the moment you are pulled into the center, you straight up bump into a stranger and he, thankfully, catches you on time or else you would have fell face-flat onto the ground.

"i'm so sorry! my friend just—" the moment you look up from the manly chest of the stranger, you freeze.

the stranger is beautiful, so beautiful. his dark brown hair with middle parted bangs, some strands of hair stuck out at the top of his head, grayish-yellow narrow eyes that reminded you of a tibetan sand fox. god, he was gorgeous.

he holds a blank expression as he stares down at you, but the moment you blush and look away, he smirks, "it's alright, but are you gonna keep holding me?" his voice makes you want to swoon but you don't wish to look like a fucking idiot so you clear your throat and let go of him, his heavy cologne seeming to stick to you like magnet.

"sorry," you utter again though you doubt he can hear you over the loud music so you just smile awkwardly, "well uhm, bye! have a good night!" then before the stranger can even respond, you're fast on your feet, turning away and slipping though the crowd.

it isn't until after 30 minutes of sweaty dancing that you tell your friend that you needed a drink and you manage to squeeze past the group of horny youngsters grinding against each other.

you heave a sigh of relief the moment you do, the cramped up space seems to make you suck in your breath countless of times. you make your way towards the bar, grabbing a few drinks as you look around the club. the shots were helping you cool down faster than you think, sweat slowly drying as you start to down more and more shots. you feel giddy already yet the burning sensation in your throat is so satisfying—you don't think you can stop.

god, you love the way the alcohol burns away all the pain in your heart. it was the only way after all.

"ah, fancy seeing you here again." the voice sounds so familiar and as you gaze up from the table through your eyelashes with drowsy eyes, you soon find yourself coming face to face with the attractive stranger whom you fell on earlier. your cheeks are already flushed red, you're on the brink of passing out, but the moment you meet eyes with the man, you sit up so quick and a painful blood rush hits your head and causes you to groan at the sudden giddiness.

to add on to the trouble, you feel bile forming up in your throat, your stomach churning as you gag and you can hear the stranger through the loud music somehow, "hey hey hey! woah, don't puke here." you ignore him, finding no reason to converse with him as you cover your mouth with one hand and the other supports your head as you waste no time rushing to the bathroom.

while you puke your guts out, you're clearly, very obviously unaware of the stranger holding your hair back as he grunts in disgust, looking away. once you were done, he wets a paper towel and passes it to you, receiving a sloppy 'thank you' from you while you wipe your mouth with drowsy eyes. it only takes a second for you to realise that this man, the hot one you bumped into earlier is in the same female bathroom as you, is staring at you intensely as you clean yourself.

in horror, you gasp, standing up to your feet so quickly, you stumble a little as you hold yourself onto the toilet counter, "w-what the fuck are you doing in the girl's toilet?!" you point a finger accusingly at him.

he seems unfazed as he shrugs, "i was talking to you and you started to gag so i decided to help you. do i not get a 'thank you'?" he adds on, arms crossed over his chest as he leans against the wall.

"i didn't ask for help. and would you please get out? it's a girl's toilet for fuck's sake." you deadpan, wiping your hands with a paper towel before tossing it in the bin on the way out. he follows you, ignoring the odd look coming from a lady who was entering the bathroom.

he sits himself beside you on the bar stool when you do and it has you shooting him an irritated glare which he shrugs off. are hot guys always this irritating? is what you think.

"look," you begin, turning to him, "i thank you for helping me back there alright? but if you have some other motive for approaching me, i suggest you stop here." you look so serious, it makes him laugh.

"you think i'm trying to get into your pants? do i look like that kind of guy to you?" he laughs, sipping a little bit of his drink as he looks at you. your brows furrow in confusion, "is that not why you're talking to me?" the stranger shakes his head with a grin, "of course not. i'm just trynna get to know you." he says.

it makes you flush because when did a guy ever approach you first and try get to know you?

"huh," you mutter, "that's...new."

he looks over at you, shocked, "you mean no guy has ever tried talking to you first?" it embarrasses you because seeing how attractive he is, you're pretty sure he's gotten approached by many girls before, so you just look away, choosing to ignore. he somehow gets the message and just nods, not pressing further which you appreciate.

"how can i trust you anyway? i don't even know you other than the fact that you were just someone i bumped into." you say after awhile, still suspicious of his niceness. he shrugs, "i don't expect you to trust me yet, but maybe after this, you might." after this? you think.

then he sticks his hand out, smiling smugly as his eyes bore into yours. it has you cowering a little.

"i'm suna, suna rintarou."

you stare at him, then his hand, before reluctantly accepting it. perhaps it was worth a shot.

"i'm y/n."

in a span of the next two hours, you get to know suna. you learn that he's a first year organic chemistry major at the university ten minutes away from yours and that he was from inarizaki high school's volleyball club. he lives alone in his own apartment, claiming that having a roommate would be too much of a nuisance for him. you learn many, many things—some leaves you laughing hysterically, some leaves you wide-eyed and shocked, some leaves you smiling lightly.

suna notices that you're starting to get tired, yawning a few couple times as you blink back your tiredness and it causes him to grin at how adorable you were trying to stay awake.

"i think we should get you home yeah? it's late." he says as he grabs his car keys and stands up, straightening his blazer. you nod with a lazy grin, hooking your purse onto your shoulder as you send a text to your friend—who was probably already somewhere else making out with the dude she was dancing with.

he gets you home safe and you couldn't help the flutters in your heart when he reached over to help unbuckle your seatbelt when you were too tired to do so.

"well, i guess this is it for the night." suna says. you nod tiredly, looking over at him with drowsy eyes and a lazy smile, "thanks for tonight, suna. though i wish we had met on a better, more proper note." he laughs at that, "well, for sure. but then again, i would've still enjoyed the company either way." his direct comment leaves you flushing.

"y-yeah, for sure..." you comb your fingers through your hair, straightening yourself as you prepare to get out of his car when he speaks again.

"say, do you want to go on a date with me? you wish to meet properly right? we can't change that, but we can certainly get to know each other even better in a more quiet environment." he pops with a grin. you chuckle, remembering the few times back in the club where the both of you struggled to communicate over the loud music.

teasing, you lean over the center control and rest your elbow on the console box before pretending to ponder, "hmm," before you can even drag your 'thinking' longer, he scoffs, "don't pretend to think, doll."

the nickname sends you into a frenzy.

holy fucking shit, doll? that's hot. you think.

laughing, you nod, "fine, let's do it."

"please, you were totally blushing when you bumped into me." suna teases.

you hit his chest playfully, resting your chin on it to look up at him, "i was not! in fact, i think you were simping for me during then." you say with a cheeky grin, causing him to pinch at your nose gently to which you groan painfully at. "hey!"

"hm, i still am aren't i?" he retorts cornily. you laugh with a roll of your eyes, "tsk, you're pretty corny for someone so stoic."

fast forward three years later, the both of you are in your fourth year of university and also, dating and living together. it's not a big apartment, just a small and cozy one that's just a few bus stops away from both your universities.

somehow but also unsurprisingly, one date turned into two, two dates turned into a month worth of dating (suna was confused like were the two of you together or nah? then you told him you don't want to rush into getting together and he waited ) and then two months later, he officially asks you to be his girlfriend.

you didn't think it'd work out honestly, because initially while you were getting to know him, he seemed like someone who you wouldn't date, so you struggled to catch feelings that you could confirm weren't just infatuation.

but now, holy shit, you were so whipped for suna rintarou.

this man was downright perfect. sure, he had his flaws (i mean who doesn't?) and it was hard to adapt to his way of life—like staying home for dates and being absolutely lazy to clean up—but you got used to it, and he got used to your flaws too.

that was what love was about anyway—understanding one another and learning to accept each other.

before you met suna rintarou, your life was a disaster. no family and no true-to-you friends (even if you did it was only a few and suna eventually taught you to only care for those who cared for you. if they didn't want to care for you genuinely, it's okay to let go because why bother when they won't?) while you had perfect grades in high school, stress came along with it. while you got to enter the course that you wanted in uni, you had no one.

cold, quiet and lonely. that was what your life was before suna rintarou. and the only way you had to get rid of the troubles? alcohol.

as much as you hated that method, it was the only way to burn away the tugs at your heart. you thought it was the only way that you would ever have. until him.

there's no need to rely on alcohol to burn away the pain and loneliness, because he was there.

he melts away the walls you have built up in life, takes away every little trouble by just asking you how your day was and he listens to you.

the burn you once felt was hot, flaming like it was bathing in flames of fire, but suna rintarou melts it, with his perfect temperature of love. it's not as hot anymore and instead it feels warm. it doesn't leave a scar on you and wounds you, it wraps you up in warmth, and protects you.

god, you are so lucky.

"i love you." you whisper, snuggling into his neck as you leave a soft peck there. you feel his smile on against your hair, doing the same to you.

"i love you too."

you're not sure when it all went wrong, thinking back.

was it when he first came home ignoring you? or was it when you first cancelled a date with him without giving him a reason?

"hey rin, i'm sorry i—"

"where were you?" suna hisses, "i've been callling you for the past hour!" you frown, slightly surprised by his outburst as you gesture to your phone, "i texted you. i told you i'd be late." you approach him, trying to be as gentle as you can when you hold onto his arm but he pushes you away.

you jerk back a bit. he huffs, "you always do this! cancelling our dates so that you can study." he says it like it's a bad thing, like it was your fault. you texted him didn't you? so why is he so pissed? sure you had been cancelling your dates, but was it really necessary for him to sound so accusing? to blame your studies?

he knows how important your studies were and yet...

he doesn't say anything else and stomps to the room. you attempt to apologize again, but when you got to the door, it was locked. he locked you out. you can't hear anything inside so you assume he's asleep so you don't bother to try and call for him, knowing he'd just ignore you.

you sleep on the couch that night.

it'd been like that for the past weeks. due to your exams coming up and with many projects' deadline nearing, you tend to spend more time in school to complete it so that you could come home and spend more time with suna.

but somehow, he'd been so different lately. he's suddenly short-tempered, not as understanding as before, and kind of distant. even though, he sounded worried when you came home late, during the day he's a totally different person.

he's less talkative, less clingy, less...him.

it bothers you like crazy because you know you haven't been spending a lot of time with him but you told him before that you'd make it up to him once this period of time was over and he understood. he kissed your head and nodded, smiled at you sweetly and muttered, "i get it. i'll wait. take as much time as you want."

so what on earth was going on now?

it's midnight.

suna's not home yet. he hasn't answered your texts, hasn't answered your calls. you wonder where he is at this time of the night.

then you hear the front door click. it unlocks and in stumbles your drunken boyfriend. you rise to your feet immediately, "rin!" you exclaim, eyes wide at his crumpled clothes and his messy hair.

another thing happening as often, is this exact scenario that you have been encountering for the past weeks, at this timing of the night; a drunk, untidy suna.

"rin, god what happened to you? i texted you and called you but you never answered!" you rush to help him to the couch but he shrugs you away. he's stumbling so badly, you have to force him to not push you away when you assist him to the couch.

you huff as soon he drops onto the couch, eyes closed. kneeling down beside him, you reach out to brush away his fringe gently.

god, suna rintarou was beautiful.

as you stand to get a towel to clean him, he grasps onto your wrist tightly and stops you.

"what is it?" you ask softly, leaning closer to him. his eyes open a little and he frowns as he stares at you, "you-you're not rieko..."

rieko?

suddenly, the room felt cold. you started to feel fear crippling in, your breath quickening as you let out a shaky breath to ask, "w-who's that?" suna doesn't answer, and instead he pulls you towards him, causing you to land on his chest. he wraps his arms around you and squeezes, "r-rieko, don't you know h-her?" he giggles drunkenly. you feel your throat dry up.

because on his neck, is a lipstick stain and on his collar, is an unfamiliar feminine scent that you know isn't your perfume at all.

"s-she's my classmate. she t-told me s-she liked m-me." he laughs.

tears form and start to trickle down your cheeks, wetting his clothes. you choke on the liquid crystals as you stutter, "a-and what did y-you say?" you know what he said, he doesn't have to tell you. but to hear it fall from his lips, to hope that what will fall from his lips is a deny, perhaps you just wanted to delude yourself into thinking he was lying, that he was pulling a prank.

but of course, he wasn't.

"o-of course i said i l-like her too! you'd like her, s-stranger, she's r-really p-pretty and s-sweet!"

you don't hear the rest, instead, you tune him out and you cry yourself to sleep, in the arms of the man who just admitted he cheated on you for god knows how long?

when suna awakes, he takes in the quiet and chilly apartment. what happened last night? he can't remember, but he remembers seeing you.

you.

where are you?

he rises up from the couch too quickly, head aching from a hangover and he groans, "ah, fuck." he takes his time to get out of the couch to look for you. he can hear the shower running when he enters the bedroom and he knows it's you.

why are you so up early? isn't it a weekend today? there are no classes at all.

before he even thinks further, the water stops running and you step out in a towel wrapped around you, hair wet. water droplets trickle down your collarbone and he can't help but watch it happen. you were gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. he expects you to smile sweetly at him like you always do, tell him that you are done with your school assignments and the both of you can go out only a date today. but you don't. you don't even spare him a glance as you stroll pass him.

why was your aura so different?

"m-morning..." he greets awkwardly.

why was it so tense? what happened last night? he's aware of the past few weeks' tension between the both of you and he's aware of the distance between the both you as well, but he figured that this week the both of you could finally spend time together, because he remembers you telling him that you had a lot of time from this week onwards. so this was his chance, to make it up to you, for being a dick and getting angry at you for the smallest things that you couldn't control.

so why? why was the gap growing bigger?

you nod merely in response, grabbing a set of clothes before moving back in the bathroom to change. you've never done that, you always change in the room even if he was around.

"i made breakfast, it's on the counter." he hears you mumble and he definitely doesn't miss the little waver in your voice.

suna can't remember anything from last night, nothing at all. so he answers you with a soft 'okay' and heads down, thinking you'd join him after.

as he downs the hangover soup you made, he can't help the small smile that plasters itself on his lips as he thinks of how your cooking is somehow the only one he'll ever enjoy the most (apart from his mom's of course). he hears a few clinks and clanks from the bedroom but shrugs it off as you probably just rummaging through the room to look for something you had lost.

it's not that at all.

instead, it's you exiting the room with a luggage in hand.

his heartbeat fastens.

what was going on? why were you packed? where were you going? why were you leaving?

"b-baby, w-wha—" he can't even ask a question because the stare you give him cuts him off.

your eyes, they're not glowing like before. instead, it's a dead, tired look.

"i don't think you remember. but i do." you say monotonously, "i don't know who rieko is but i do know that you like her. and i also do know you came home drunk with a lipstick stain on your collar and female perfume all over you." your voice cracks and his heart breaks.

rieko? rieko? rieko...? rieko... he repeats the name in his head, until it clicks.

"even if you didn't get with this rieko person, you came home with another girl's scent and make up with you, didn't you?"

his eyes widen, "w-wait i can explain! i-i-during then we were distant and all a-and i was vulnerable s-so when she confessed, i gave in to my temptation b-because i felt l-lonely a-and then—" he struggles to explain but he knows he doesn't need to. looking at you, tells him so. knowing his reason, tells him so.

"whatever the excuse or reason or explanation, whatever you want to call it, there's no point anymore." you snap, grip on the luggage handle tightening.

"suna." you call and he flinches. his last name sounds so unfamiliar coming from you.

"i'm sorry i didn't focus on you during a period of time," you utter, "but i remember you telling me that you understood, so i honestly don't know where i went wrong." he watches you swallow harshly, in attempt to not cry. you don't meet his eyes.

suna knows you're not at fault, it's not your fault at all. he knows that whatever the reason that caused the distance is because of him. because he was being an idiot. he said he understood you and your time needed to spend on your studies and yet, during that period of time, he sought for comfort in someone else and didn't even have the guts to tell you. he even pushed you away and blamed it all on you.

"that's all i'm sorry for. whatever your excuse, i can't stay with someone who cheated, no one can." you say before looking back up with an emotionless look, "so let's end this, suna." you don't wait for a reply, you just place his spare keys onto the shoe rack beside the door and you leave. he doesn't stop you, because he knows he has no right to.

you take back your words.

the alcohol doesn't burn.

instead, suna rintarou does. you thought he melted away every single pain you had went through, and you let him because you believed he was the chance you had to get rid of the flames in your heart. but no, you were wrong.

suna rintarou set your heart into bigger flames, spread the fire and let it burn for a long period of time, until it turnt black. until there was nothing but black. there's no warmth, no protection. he didn't heal the wounds and scars. he made new ones.

the alcohol doesn't burn at all.

love does.

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3 years ago

.iloveyou - miya osamu

.pairings osamu x fem!reader, suna x fem!reader

.genre post break up, timeskip!au

.ongoing | completed

.tw heartbreak if it counts

.wc; 1.1k

SUMMARY

Osamu is at your wedding, and all he can think about is your memories together and how he thought you were going to be his eternity.

He watched you in the arms of another. He stared, sat on the pews placed in the front of the church. He teared up as you spoke your vows. But of course he had to applaud as the two of you kissed, smiling into each other's lips, listening to the cheers of the crowd around you.

The afterparty hurt. It burned a hole through his chest, sitting idly on the table with some old friends from high school. He swirled his scotch gently on the coaster, ignoring the screams and lights of the crowd. As much as he tried to, he wanted to avoid your beautiful gaze towards your newlywed husband, he wanted to disregard the bright expression that was upheld on your face as you danced to the song that belonged to you two. It was yours before you were his.

But he just couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't just defy the impact of your smile. He fell victim to it years before in high school. Elaborating onto that, your laugh was intoxicating, and your scent was nothing but addictive; it could've hooked anyone else in, but no, it chose him. His best friend.

It was no surprise Osamu would fall for you. You were so sweet, caring, audacious and humorous. You were everything he wanted and more. You were his definition of happy, you were the muscles in his face that brought a smile, and the jokes that slipped a laugh out of his stoic face.

If you had the strength to make Osamu laugh, then you had just as much strength to break his heart. And break his heart you did. The names engraved on the save the date invitations shot an arrow through his chest, and he almost buckled as he read the names "L/N Y/N "and "Suna Rintarou".

It was then, that Osamu realised you were his forever, but he was only your temporary, and he had to live with that now. Especially since he had mastered the "happy" act of the groom's best friend at the wedding.

A bouquet flew in his direction and he caught it, thankfully due to his previous sport experience. You quickly waddled towards him, arms barely holding up the length of your ivory white dress. A smile etched upon your face as you giggled, and brought the microphone back up towards your lips.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears Miya Osamu will be getting married soon!” You joke, bringing the crowd, including Osamu, into laughter. Osamu hands the bouquet back which you gratefully hold in return, and turn around, walking back up to the front and telling the crowd that you need to sit down for a bit, as a result of your feet lugging around in three inch heels for the past four or five hours.

Slowly, you make your way to Osamu, and sit down, cheeks red from excitement. Of course, it was your wedding day.

“I'm so glad you could make it 'Samu.” You huffed out, the light of your dress reflecting upon your face.

“Me too, Mrs Suna.” He teases.

“I honestly thought it would be you at the altar with me,” a choke emits from Osamu's lips as you stare at the ring on your finger, “but I love Rin so much. He feels like home. Words can't even begin to describe how happy I am, knowing that I met him.”

Osamu nods, tragically, letting out a pathetic chuckle as he thinks of your high school romance.

“I loved what we had Osamu, but we were teenagers,” in love “so thank you for that experience, I'm so glad I have someone like you in my life.” You finally stand up, but slip in the process, with Osamu there to hold you by the arm to stop you from getting injured. He beams as you walk away from him, and towards Rintarou.

Despite him being a man of very few words, he could feel that he had so much to say to you, but held it in, knowing he didn't want to ruin your day. His smile fades away, and he looks down at his hand that held your arm, and clenches his fist.

He remembers when the two of you were sixteen, making food together at his house, leaving extras for Atsumu. He remembers seventeen, when you wore his jersey from freshman year to his interhigh nationals, and when you ran into his arms after the game ended; he remembers how you took a train just to watch the game. He remembers eighteen, when you get a small tattoo, albeit your parents would practically murder you when they find out (and they did), of a small heart onto the side of your middle finger, and how he kissed it after you showed him. He'll remember the two of you making out in the front seat of his car, when he first gets his license, and how you ran your hands through his hair. He'll remember every fragment of your essence, and cherish all of it.

He remembers you as L/N Y/N, but it would be now known that you are Suna Y/N. And he was okay with that, because he loves loved you, tenderly, tragically. He watches you again, slow dance in the arms of Suna Rintarou, slowly pull your faces close together as you go in for a kiss, and he looks away, tears pooling at his waterline.

So Miya Osamu was okay with you having a happy ending without him, because you were his happy, you were what was behind the pearly gates to his heaven, the sun on a rainy day, and the three leaved clover in his garden, three signifying his hope, love and faith for you, for you were always going to be there in his life.

Even if the distance grew between you two through time, it would not eradicate the love you carried for one another, even if yours had evolved from a romantic love to a love one would have for friend. But if he had the chance, he would go back in time and love you once again, despite knowing the ending between you two.

Osamu pulls a lamentable smile, and stands up from his seat, before making his way out of the stuffy hallways, and into the open air of the outdoors. His chest feels lighter, and he exhales, walking towards his car in the dark of the night, feeling the vibrations of the party music slowly fade away, and sits in his car, head laying onto the driver's seat.

He manoeuvres his car out of the parking lot, and sets out on an aimless drive, ignoring the incessant texts from you and Rintarou, asking where the bride and groom's best friend went. He grips the wheel tighter, and blinks the teardrops away from his eyes, accelerating the speed of the car.

He can move on from you, some day, just not right now.

a/n: bonjour mon bebes i will actually try to finish the gojo angst i have held onto for like a week now im so sorry for the delay i hope u like this subpar masterpiece i have in its stead

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tora-ken

3 years ago

[00:28] suna confesses to you

warnings none just icky fluff

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"i'm sorry what?" a composition of letters that represented your surprise as you took several steps back formed from the back of your throat.

"i said i like you. we should date." suna's constant monotonous tone resonated in the empty classroom.

leaning back on your desk, one hand positioned comfortably in the insert of his pocket, the other resting comfortably on the table on which you sat. an awkward silence grew between you two, and the abundance of the wind blew into the classroom, filling in the role of the sound that you or suna were supposed to play.

what do you say to someone that you've liked since your first year says they like you too? all the years of admiring from a distance, blushing crimson red just from a greeting all the way to every time he threw a sweet compliment your way. you had never thought of the future where suna had actually liked you too, it was always going to be, graduate, eventually move on and have some sweet vanilla romance story with a stranger you met in a café. not, whatever this was.

"ouch, i guess this is a rejection?" he whispers quietly, yet kept the same inscrutable expression he wore to school.

"n-no, i just, wasn't expecting you to like me back." you finally breathed out, and he chuckles. chuckles?

"why wouldn't i? you're cute as fuck." his brazen attitude brought a flush to your cheeks and you couldn't look him in the eyes anymore. was he always this nice?

"oh, so what do we do?" as cute as you were to suna, you happened to be the most nescient being to ever walk the earth, so of course he decided to take matters into his own hands.

today was good enough for you, you didn't expect it to get better. you aced your math test, you were able to get in the lunch line early, and not only was your two year crush confessing to you, but he was kissing you too?

pulling away, you panted, as did he, and you both burst into a fit of laughter, recomposing yourselves, before clearing your throats, leaving the awkward atmosphere to grow back in its old place.

"are we gonna date or what?"

"oh! yeah, that, of course!"

a/n: idk what this is, i just wanna kiss suna lol

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tora-ken

3 years ago

18. sherlock and 2 watsons

NIGHT CHANGES

eighteen; sherlock and 2 watsons

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sorry for the wait :// i just didn’t feel like writing for some reason lol

also ik this chapter isn’t much so i’ll redeem that with tomorrow’s update

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