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Maybe she’s born with it…

inspired by reading a bts fic that got lost in the refresh r.i.p.😞 . the way my mind wouldn’t let this go tells me I need to start taking my meds again. its cringe as hell, but we move regardless

undercap intended | not proofread

“you’re good.” confused brown eyes widened more than you thought they could as she waited for you to continue. stiffly, you rose to your feet, stepping out the radius of the chair given to negate further stress and injury on your bruised body. behind you a hand shot up to hover around your aura, waiting for your to grasp it for the stability your weakened knees lacked.

“what are you talking about? just come home! please. i need my big sister.”

“no, he’s good,” you corrected your earlier statement. the foyer enhanced the heavy silence as you walked, cast thudding against the clean marble with every step. “you’re too stupid to think of something like this. it's smart.”

“he knows how much i love you. knows that if he sent you over here, crying and shaking, mascara running down your cheeks,” your hand rose to caress the smooth skin of her cheek, flicking the blackened tears on the floor before smashing your sister’s top lip up to expose more mess. “and lipstick all over your teeth, begging me to come home, i would. i love you too much. i’d do anything for you.”

for a moment all is well in her world. you love her, you’ll come home. simple. “then you’ll come with me-“

“i can’t. i can’t go back to that house. he’ll kill me. but you know that. you don't care. you don’t love me like how i love you. willing to risk my life to please him. i can't go home with you, look at yourself. filthy.”

turning back around to the crowd of tense individuals surrounding the chair you abandoned, waiting for you to return. oddly the positioning reminds you of a sunflower. your favorite flower.

a hand clasped on your already injured wrist, chaining you to your old life. the person holding you back was someone you would do anything for, but that damn mascara came back to mind. so your feet charged on, cast thudding with every step.

“please, i do love you. i love you so much. you raised me. you were there for me. i can't live without you, kitkat.”

“don’t call me that. you don't get to call me that. you stupid girl. you evil girl. i almost caved. but you must think i’m the biggest idiot this side of mars if you thought daddy buying you cheap ass maybelline mascara would get me to come home. you don't own cheap mascara, i know. you do a makeup haul in my room every time you go shopping. you don't own mascara that isn’t waterproof. you don't own lipstick that smudges. and you don't have the basic human decency to look and acknowledge what he did to me! i barely made it out alive and you want to drag me back. what did he promise you? a telfar? a birkin? tickets to the next coachella for you and all your friends?”

the room watches as your fragile limbs flailed about, defending your already sore body from anyone else touching you without permission. by your chair, you can briefly take in the weak smiles aimed at you. they’re happy for you, finally letting emotion override the default numbness you’d set yourself into since being recovered from the house.

regardless of your unpredictable motions, she still tries to hold on, to anchor your storm to her port. everything will be fine when she gets you home, she just has to bear this tantrum, bear your tears until you’re back in your bed in their home. everything will be-

shock. that's the only thing on her face as she watched you breakdown while she stayed kneeling on the floor in the position you put her in. the impact of the hit hasn’t registered to her yet, her mind still reeling with the fact that you told her no.

you told her no. you refused to come home.

and the fear filling her body is all she can feel.

finally, you calm down. muscles ache and joints creak as the adrenaline saps out your body. you don't spare a glance at your sister, nervous that a single look at the hurt undoubtedly painted across her face would be all it would take to tether your soul to her happiness again. instead, you sigh and limp back to the group.

as much as you want to collapse into their strength, you merely grasp a shoulder and will the energy thrumming under black clothing and tensed muscles to transfer to you.

“i’m going to take a nap. please wake me for dinner.”

“of course. sleep well.”

┄ SHE KNOWS

➳ Keigo Takami x f!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

— content warnings: infidelity, language, implied mentions of sex

— word count: 1.0k

Inspired by: She Knows by J. Cole

You and Hawks had been together for 3 years, engaged for 1 1/2. And they have been the best 3 years of your life, you finally met your soulmate and were going to spend the rest of your life with him.

Or so you thought

A week ago a fight had sparked between the two of you, it was because You'd noticed he was starting to get close with his assistant Ichigo, too close.

You were never a jealous person, and you knew things like this would happen. But the final straw was when he had left his phone at home and you went to return it, but when you'd walked into his office you saw him sitting in his desk chair while Ichigo gave him a shoulder massage.

The worst part was that he didn't even look slightly uncomfortable, he was loving it.

You had a mix of emotions, confused, angry, sad.

But no, this wasn't the only time you had noticed Keigo being close to other girls; waiters, co-workers, even your friends. And each time you stayed quiet because you knew he would never actually do anything with them.

But now you were done.

"Hey Keigo, I have a quick question."

He was in the kitchen looking through the fridge when you finally decided you were going to confront him.

"Yeah." His head was poking through the top shelf of the fridge.

"You know I trust you, I really do. But I saw that you and Ichigo have been getting... close. And I just wanted to know if something was going on between you guys."

He pulled his head out of the fridge and looked at you with an annoyed expression, "Y/N what the hell? You know that I love you. So why would you even suggest such a thing?"

A soft sigh left your lips, "I'm not saying that Kei, I just wanted to know why you two were getting so close."

"Y/N, she's my assistant of course I need to be around her. I just don't understand why you would think I'd ever cheat?"

"No, Kei I don't-" He scoffed.

"Yes, yes you do Y/N. You think that I'm cheating on you. You know what? go ahead." He closed the fridge door and walked towards the bedroom the two of you shared.

You stood the the dim kitchen wondering where the conversation went wrong. You knew he was right, so why did you accuse him?

Now you knew, you were right the entire time.

"Ah~ hawks! Fuck!"

"Yeah, you like it when I fuck you like the bitch you are huh babe?"

And here you stood, a plain expression on your face. You knew you should have done something in that moment, but you just couldn't.

so instead you walked back out to your car and waited.

While you waited emotions started to fill your body like they did the night you tried to confront him.

Tears freely fell down your face as the realization finally hit.

He was never fully yours.

You cried for what felt like hours until someone caught your eye, it was Ichigo leaving your house, shoes in her left hand, and jacket in the other. Only a few buttons on her blouse were buttoned.

You watched as she walked towards her car that was parked around the corner, and out of view.

A heavy sigh left your lips.

You decided it was best to wait a few minutes before going inside. So you used that time to prepare yourself you wiped away the tears that were left on your face and took a few deep breaths.

You grabbed your jacket and your bag, and went inside just like you usually would.

"Hey, babe I'm back." The word left a bitter taste in your mouth now that you knew about hawks and Ichigo.

You heard a thump from the bedroom before hawks walked out, "Hey, there's my girl." A big smile took place on his face.

It made you want to gag.

"How was work? Anything interesting happen?" His arms wrapped around you from behind you.

You plastered on a smile before turning around and wrapping your arms around him too, "It was fun, although it was a bit of a shock to see you and Ichigo in the bed we sleep in. The same bed where we have sex, the same place I told you my most personal shit."

Hawks was frozen in fear and shock

She knows, she knows, and I know she knows.

"Listen I know what you saw seemed bad but-" He tried to reason with you, but there was no use.

"Seemed bad!? No hawks! It was bad! You fucked your assistant in our bed! I have done nothing but give you everything, and you treat me like shit behind my back!?"

Hawks didn't know what to do, he was in it deep this time. And now there was no way fro him to get out, he was going to lose you for good and it was entirely his fault.

"Please just listen, I never meant for you to find out." He was pleading, anything to get you to stay with him.

He knew how lucky he was to have found you, you put up with his bullshit, you understood how his hero work kept him busy, and you were always with him no matter the situation.

"Never meant for me to find out? Hah, I'm fucking glad I caught you balls deep inside her, because at least now I won't be with someone whose gonna' treat me like shit and lie about it."

His heart was racing in his chest, and it felt like hos other half was being torn away from him, and all he could do was watch.

"I'm done." Whatever hope he had left in his heart had shattered, you were done with him.

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