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hwascomfort · 3 years ago

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Hey!! Can you do ateez and their love language?

ATEEZ MEMBERS AND THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE <3

pairing(s): ateez x gn!reader

genre: fluff, some angst but i think its okay :( | headcanon

warning(s): mentions of food and drink, cuss words, somewhat detailed depictions of mental health | lowkey is quite lacking for like 1/2 of the members bc i wrote half during the day and the other at 5am (when my creativity spikes hehe) so please be aware - im not discrediting the members in any way, shape or form <3

wc: quite a lot-

notes: thank you for the req anon! sorry it took so long | probably a lot of spelling errors

masterlist

Seonghwa

he's practically everything rolled into one

he just has his primary acts of love

words of affirmation

quality time

acts of service

he knows exactly what to say to make you happier

he knows exactly what to do when you can see each other

he knows exactly what to do when you feel down

the smile on your face is everything to him

if it means complimenting you every chance he gets

using all his free time for the two of you to make memories

or even getting your favourite snack when he's shopping

he'll do it all

he loves you more than anything

so even if hes down

he'd do anything for you

because he wants you to be happy

Hongjoong

believe me when i say

quality time

gift giving

sometimes he doesnt know what to say

so he instead finds something for the two of you

hell, he doesnt even need to do anything

so long as youre together

the both of you are happy

and the gift giving

dont even get me started-

he will buy clothes and completely style them to his hearts content

he will buy a whole outfit, accessories included

and he will randomly buy you flowers OR a cute plushie <3

some days he goes to yours with a box of everything imaginable

he doesnt care if hes going over his personalized spending limit for the week

if it makes you happy

he'll do it all

Yunho

oh %100 these ↓

words of affirmation

physical touch

acts of service

with a pinch of quality time

he showers you with compliments every time he sees you

he can almost never keep his hands off of you

always needs to have a hand on your thigh

or waist

or just in yours

he'll make you a meal if he can

more specifically when youre working on something

he'll make you a drink

or even just bring you a blanket when youre cold

but even better!

he'll come over and cuddle you <3

its a win-win situation

Yeosang

definitely these

quality time

acts of service

he would take you anywhere if he could

be it an amusement park

a marketplace

or half the world away

hell, if spaceships existed

he would take you to another planet

THE ACTS OS SERVICE XIDJJDD

he would fr dress up as a waiter if you really wanted it

he will make a meal for you

which he honestly did a shitty job on

he literally made a boiled potato crispy 😭

BUT YOU WILL LIE

AND SAY THAT ITS AMAZING

YOU SUCK IF YOU DONT

but he knows how to make a bomb ass coffee

or tea

or just anything

if he deems that you need it, it will be made

he even keeps a stash of hell week products on him at all times if youre afab 😭

perfect depiction of highschool sweetheart <3

San

DONT GET ME STARTED ON THIS BOY

HE IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING

words of affirmation

physical touch

gift giving

quality time

acts of service

will %100 whisper sweet nothings into your ear 24/7

always knows what to say when you rely on him <3

he is the epitome of a warm blanket on a cold day

are yall proud of me for that one (˃̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣ ) ↑

anyways-

he will definitely swarm you in kisses

be it on the forehead

cheek

knuckles (i can picture it in my head, im sobbing)

and lips ofc 😌

constant hugs too

you get at least one every two hours if possible

fucking gift giving

he buys an overwhelming amount of books and plushies for you

sometimes he'll buy you jewelry despite your protests 😭

oh he will always plan a day each week where the two of you can do something

if it cant be in person?

never fear

online picnics are here <3

THE FREAKING ACTS OF SERVICE OML

its the smallest things ever

you forgot your pajamas on a sleepover with him?

gives you a clean shirt and a pair of shorts

you forgot to fill your water bottle?

will fill it up for you

you forgot an umbrella?

shares his even tho its made for one </3

theres a puddle but you cant get your clothes wet?

deadass picks you up bridal style and walks through it 😭

Mingi

PHY

CAL

TOUCH

AND

words of affirmation~

youre honestly both suffering with anxiety :(

so you have a mutual understanding

hugs are very appreciated <3

he could go hours just hugging you

youre his safe place

and hes yours

so being wrapped up in the love of your life

being wrapped in this safe place

... it is so, so comforting

little kisses are also very appreciated <3

bah!

the words

oml

sometime the anxiety can really overwhelm you both

it can be an inner war of 'i know theyll stay vs theyll leave no matter what'

mingi probably understands that better than anyone else :(

it can be very hard trying to push the thoughts away

especially if youre crying

so having someone there to help does a lot

neither of you will stop the stream of comforting words until the other has calmed down enough to stop crying

even then

the words are still going :(

he just wants you to feel better

just like you want with him :((

Wooyoung

suck my dick if you disagree

physical touch

acts of service

words of affirmation

we all know how touchy mr. jung is

will definitely cuddle up to you

will press a kiss to your cheek every chance he gets

will keep an arm around your shoulders

or a hand around your waist

even just his hand in yours

is definitely the type to play with your fingers

or trace over the palm of your hand

it tickles ngl, but its so cute <3

the acts of service ╰(*´︶ `*)╯

we all know hes good at cooking

so it comes as no surprise when he randomly makes some food for you

it could be 2am on a week day

and he would still make you something

maybe give you some form of caffeine as an extra boost for whatever it is youre doing

HIS WORDS HIS WORDS HIS WORDS!!

hes honestly so sweet behind that sassy attitude of his

you could be laying in bed, looking like a slob

and he would just say

"look at my sexy doll"

yall blame him for the weird nicknames

i am merely the... interpreter

but he straight up gives the strangest compliments

ofc he has his sweeter ones

"you look so cute in my clothes"

i dont know man-

his compliments are better than that but my head is running on a 5am brain fart 😭

Jongho

JONGHO MY LOVE

MY LIFE

agh this boy

quality time

ofc ge does more than just that

but this is his main, okay?

sometimes his words fail him

and more often than not, his willingness to spend more than five minutes hugging is completely depleted

so this leaves quality time

he knows youre content with just his company

so he'll organise something nice to do a lot of the time <3

or the two of you will just sit in the same room and bask in the others presence

sometimes one of you will fall asleep

but its okay!

it just proves how comfortable you are with each other <333

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nicka-nell · 3 years ago

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Request: @multi-fandom-fanfic I'm so sorry it took me so long but now the second part is done. 🥴💚 I think it's still a open end so you can decide on your own how the story ends. 😌 (I really can't say why I like open ends more, so sorry for that hehe)

Pairing: Suna x Reader, mention of Osamu

Genre: angst, fluff ( Part 1)

Warning: Manga spoiler

Words: 4.540

Your tears flow down your cheeks as you run away from Suna. From his nasty words, which he had said right into your face some second ago. Calling you, his long-time girlfriend, a crazy, annoying stalker… That hurts...

His cold and distant eyes have made it clear to you that you should disappear. But why is it so hard to forget him? The question is simple to answer because you love him. Because you don’t want to admit that he really meant his words the same way.

Still you run, don’t look forward when you bump into something big. Something… or better said someone.

“Eh dude, watch ou- oh, oh hi… What’re ya doing here?”

His expression changes within seconds from an annoyed man to an old good friend who is happy to see you again after almost nine months. But his smile, those dark eyes, and his warm hands on your shoulders quickly fade when he sees how upset you are.

“Osamu I-”

“Hey, come in, kay?” Says the probably more mature one of the two Miya brothers, as he looks around left and right and pushes you into his shop, before he takes in the big sign, which was placed on the street with all the dishes of the day, and turns the open sign to closed.

Somewhat lost, you stand in the room, keep your arms crossed in front of your body, and look around the shop. It’s been a while since you were here. Actually, it was before the breakup with Suna, where Osamu and all of you watched a game of the Japanese national team together in his shop.

“So you’re still alive, huh?”

You hear Osamu behind you as he puts a hand on your lower back and pushes you slightly forward, telling you to sit down. Nodding, you go to a small table where two people can eat and sit down. Osamu hands you a handkerchief from his pocket so you can wipe away your tears before he puts a glass of water on your table and sits down next to you.

“I’m sorry, I… It was just difficult for me to come here… You know, Suna was almost always here and it just hurts…”

You know he doesn’t want an apology from you, but you still want to explain it to him. You were only here with Suna. Osamu is also your friend, but for every celebration, Suna would have been there and just at the beginning of the breakup, that was too much for you. It’s still hard for you to keep seeing him at games. It constantly remembers you that all the beautiful times with him is just a nice memory now. But you promised him back then to support him, and you still want that, even if it hurts.

“Well, it’s okay. I get it. But at least ya could have answered my messages, you know?” With a friendly smile, he tries to disguise his serious words, and he succeeds.

“You’re still at each of his games, right?”

“I - yes…”

“Damn, this idiot’s really lucky… Ya know, you deserve better. Think about yerself, not him.”

He clicks his tongue before leaning back in the chair and looking at you. He had never understood the reason for your breakup. Actually, not one of Suna’s friends had. They were all confused. To this day, it remains a mystery to him what his true motives are.

He still watches you clench the handkerchief firmly in your hand, before you drink your water glass empty and look at the clock. If you want to go home? Should he stop you? Keep comforting you? After all, nine months have passed and you still seem to love Suna. So it must be a horrible time for you. He should be a good friend and help you get on other thoughts now that you’re here. But before he can say a word, you open your mouth.

“Where are my manners? You were about to close the store, weren’t you? I don’t want to keep you out of your free time.”

You sniff when you look behind Osamu and notice a group picture of you all, with Suna and you as a couple. Even here, everything reminds you of your time together. The time as a happy couple.

“Ah no, it’s all right. I -”

“No, no, please. I think I should go. But I promise you, next time I’ll answer your message. Thank you, thank you for the time you took for my well being.” You interrupt him and get up, walk towards the shop door with quick steps, followed by Osamu, who goes outside with you.

“Are ya sure? I mean, you’re welcome to stay. You must be hungry, right?”

“Thanks Osamu, but I’m not hungry. Next time, I promise.”

You answer him with a smile, hug him goodbye and give him a fleeting kiss on the cheek before turning around and going home. It won’t hurt to hang out with him. As long as you two are alone. Maybe he also knows the reason why Suna stopped loving you. Maybe you can fix it that way.

After the little kiss, Osamu grins stupidly, is a little surprised, as he makes a half turn and touches the cheek, on which your lips were before. “See ya next time.” He whispers softly, before he shakes his head smiling and froze a short time later when he looks up. Because in front of him is his old friend. The man who broke your heart.

Osamu imagines that for a second he did not see that monotonous, indifferent look on Suna’s face. He imagines that Suna had an almost frightened expression for a blink of an eye, wounded, when he saw you with Osamu.

“You… You’re dating my ex?” He asks irritated, and looks at your disappearing silhouette.

Actually, he was the one who dumped you out of nowhere, ignored you, and suddenly realized he didn’t love you anymore. So Suna shouldn’t care if he’s dating you or not. Even if his boyfriend’s ex is probably taboo.

“Eh no we-“

“It’s okay… I don’t care for that girl.”

“That… girl? The hell? So you’re telling me ya wouldn’t mind if I went out with the woman you’ve been dating since childhood?”

“Yeah, do whatever you want.” It comes out of Suna without hesitation, before he shrugs his shoulders indifferently, his hands in his pockets.

“Ya wouldn’t mind if we kiss, if I tell her I love her, and if we would sleep together?”

“Like I said... Do whatever you want.” This time his answer is not as determined as before. At least Osamu wants to convince himself of it. Because he just can’t understand his friend.

“Awesome. Then, I gotta call her today and ask her if she wanna go out with me. Maybe we’ll add some Netflix and chill.” Again Osamu tries to lure him out of the reserve, and again Suna does not even flinch.

“Do you want to go on with it, or do I get the portion of Onigiri that you should put back for me?”

“Yeah… Well, wait. Gotta go, get the food for ya.”

Only his thumb stops him from pressing the small call icon on his phone. One last time, he goes through the conversation with Suna in his head. He remembers the words of his friend after giving him the food. Osamu had asked him about the real reason for the breakup. This time he wasn’t satisfied with a simple “I don’t love her anymore”. He wanted to know the real reason so he wouldn’t feel guilty about going out with his buddy’s ex-girlfriend. At least that was the version Osamu told Suna hoping he would buy it from him. And other than expected, he got the real reason.

“I broke up with her because I saw how much this life in the spotlight ruins her. I could see it in her eyes. She was scared, sad, had little sleep. She needs another life, one that I can’t give her.”

“Don’t ya think you should’ve talked to her about it? There is always a solution.”

“No, she would have denied it. She would have tried to play it down that it was okay. She’d never admit it. But that doesn’t matter. As I said, I don’t love her anymore. “

“Ya don’t love her anymore… That’s why you’re trying hard to keep her away from you, trying to be as disgusting as possible to her, so she hates ya?”

“Yes, I don’t care about her.” He had said this sentence with such an odd look, Osamu is still thinking about what this look should mean, before he shakes his head and presses the button. Maybe Suna realizes that he cares about you when he sees you two together.

“Hello Osamu, did you want to try whether I really stick to my word, to not ignore you?” You laugh on the other side. But if he listens more closely, he hears that you are sad.

“Yeah, so ya know, I was actually wondering if you might have time tomorrow. I’d like to do something with ya and… And just wanna talk if that’s okay with ya.” For a long time, he hears nothing on the other line. Not even your breathing. Maybe you’re not on the phone anymore? But then he hears your voice again.

“Yes, sure. Where and when should I be there?”

“Tomorrow at four in the afternoon in front of my shop?”

“Alright, sounds good. See you tomorrow, Osamu..” With these words you say goodbye to him a second time today, not knowing what awaits you tomorrow. Would you have gone into the meeting if you had known what he was going to tell you there, what he was going to do? You don’t know, because if you hadn’t gone into the meeting, your feelings wouldn’t be so upset, strange and confused today.

Because after your meeting, three games of Suna have already passed, in which you were not on the stand to cheer Suna. You went to Osamu’s store, watched the game from there. Today is the fourth game, a game to which Osamu had invited you to his home. He posted a selfie of you and him together on his couch in his group chat, with the words “Good luck, from my charming seat neighbor and me.” his arm tightly wrapped around you. He wanted nothing more than to reach Suna’s attention with the picture, which he apparently succeeded.

Because for the entire game, Suna looked distracted, almost absent, until he was replaced and was told to take a rest on the bench. For the remaining game time, he didn’t come back as a player. Also, he is not present at the press conference. His coach apologizes and tells the people that Suna should visit the doctor because of an alleged harmless injury. With this injury, which is not described further, they also excused his performance today.

You observe the press conference, worrying about Suna, which Osamu notices. Suna is so lucky... He has a woman who loves him more than anything, who, although he treated her badly, would stand behind him and support him. Why is he ruining all this? He does not realize that his decision, which he had made for your benefit, was actually nothing but selfishly, because he ignored your feelings. If only he talked to you.

Osamu is looking for the right words to cheer you up, to get you somehow on other thoughts, when his mobile phone vibrates next to him, before he looks at his screen for a brief moment.

Suna is angry with herself. Angry that his feelings had influenced him while playing. He had to think of this picture, how close Osamu was to you. Osamu had really not hesitated and called you directly. Suna thought it was just a bluff that his friend had just told him all the stuff to pull him out of the wall he had built. He never thought he’d put his words into action.

Suna had to think about how you celebrate each of the points his team had scored. Did Osamu hug you? Did you even kiss? The thought alone makes him sick. Every point has made him more restless. It was probably better that his coach had sent him home. Home, where he should go now, but his legs lead him to a small detour past Osamu’s apartment.

He only notices the fact that he stands in front of the building where his friend lives when he stands in front of the entrance. Through the bright window, he can look into the living room. It’s almost ironic that he’s the one watching you through a window now.

His throat is dry, his chest heavy when he sees you both sitting on the couch. The press conference is still going on in the background, but you two have not been looking there for a long time. Your eyes are fixed on Osamu, his on yours. Far too familiar, he strokes your cheek, is much too close to you. Suna feels like he’s about to throw up.

He didn’t want to drag you away because he hates you. He wanted you as far away from him as possible because he can’t stand to see you. Because he always loved you. For so many years… It hurts to see you so close to him and not to touch you, to not feel your warm and soft skin.

Suna wanted to convince himself that he wanted to see you happy, but actually he has to admit that he was selfish, because deep inside, he was relieved that you were there, even if you were sad. Then seeing you every time he plays has shown him that you still stand behind him, that you are still there, that you’re still paying attention to him. Never would you let him down, no matter what he’s trying to do. No matter how badly he treats you.

Suna knows he should be happy for you when you have found your new happiness and let you go. Let you live the life you deserve. But why can’t he leave you behind, accept that you’re happy with Osamu now?

It’s too easy to say. He can’t because he realized in the first game where you were not there that you were ready to leave your relationship behind, that you actually perceive your relationship as a memory. He can’t accept it because he wants to be in Osamu’s place. Suna can’t see you happy with another man. It tears him apart to see the woman he loves continue her path without him, even though you have a good right to do so. But he can’t let you go. Even if he should.

His eyes are still fixed on you as his foot steps back, but he stops in his movement when he sees Osamu coming closer and closer to your face how he tells you something, before you close your eyes. Between your lips, there’s almost no space left.

Go… Stay… Suna’s feelings struggle with his mind. Let her be happy. Stop her. He can’t…

“Okay, now listen to me. My camera outside the front door has a motion sensor that notifies me as soon as someone stands in front of my door. Suna is standing outside right now, and I’m pretty sure it’s because of the photo that I put in our group. Well more because of you. Just do me this one favor and play along now and close yer eyes, okay?”

You can’t follow Osamu’s words at first, still trying to understand them as he gets closer and closer to you. Why is Suna here? Why isn’t he with the doctor as described by his coach? Was Osamu right about what he told you several weeks ago? Is it true that Suna still loves you? That he’s here would prove that he cares about you. But what exactly is Osamu up to?

Although you don’t understand what Osamu is aiming for, you close your eyes, hear the couch below you make a creaking sound as Osamu approaches you before you sense his breath on your lips. Is he trying to kiss you? Osamu wanted to help you get back together with Suna, so what’s he doing here? And why are you suddenly so warm, why do his touches feel so pleasant? Is it because you two have spent so much time together in the last few weeks that he has become someone so familiar to you? Or maybe you… No.

And yet, you do not avoid the kiss, want to give in to it as the loud bell of his front door makes you both startle.

Osamu looks at the door with a sly grin before he folds his hands in front of him in an apologetic gesture and bows to you.

“I’m so terribly sorry for what just happened.” He stutters with reddened cheeks, almost like a small school child. Somehow, he thought it would be a good idea to kiss you to make Suna jealous, but he has to admit that he is almost disappointed that it did not come to the kiss. A confession that he should never say out loud. After all, he wants you and his friend to be happy again.

“O- okay?” You answer him completely confused and look after him as he goes to the door when he plays as if he’s startled to see Suna.

“Suna? What are you doing here, shouldn’t y-”

“Yeah, yeah it’s fine. I -, are you alone?” Asks Suna rhetorically, because he already knows the answer.

Hesitantly, you come to meet the two men, notice how you suddenly feel uncomfortable again, heavy and sad. Confused, mad, glad, angry and so much at once. Seeing Suna hurts you so much that you want to run away. For his words are still deep in your ears. “You’re like a crazy stalker”.

Close to tears, you notice how a warm hand lies down on your shoulder, before you’re looking to the side in Osamu’s smiling face.

“Eh, I put the pic of us in the group Suna, of course I’m not alone. Why?”

Suna studies your form, and for the first time in a long you see a suffering Suna in front of you. His green eyes, which were always so beautiful, look tired. They look so sad and lost.

“Can, can I talk to you?”

“I don’t know what you want to talk about with a crazy stalker.”

You answer him and it feels like a slap in the face. Of course, these words have remained in your memory. He himself could hardly bring them over his lips. How much they must have hurt you. He was an asshole, still is, for bothering you and his best friend to finally find happiness. Suna didn’t deserve to ask for forgiveness, to ask if you see a chance at both of you having a fresh start, finding a way together against all these paparazzi.

“My bad, you’re right. I’ll be at the store tomorrow after practice, Osamu. Can you put a portion of ramen back?”

Suna changes the subject with a bitter undertone when he glances at his friend, don’t dare to look at you and turns around to leave the apartment?

“Hey, wait, where are ya going?” Osamu tries to stop him but Suna’s steps become faster.

“You heard my coach. I have to see the doctor. So, bye.” He says goodbye with a waving gesture, does not look back anymore, when Osamu’s words make him stop.

“Just admit that you still love her. Rintarou, you love her and you can’t bear to see us both together. Admit it at last.”

He knows, he knows Osamu is right, but what’s the point of telling you he loves you? Osamu and you wanted to kiss earlier. You probably won’t like to hear his confession. Maybe you would laugh about his stupidness.

“Rin, is that true… Is it true what Osamu says?” Your voice is shaking. Suna hears that you have tears in your eyes, even though he doesn’t see you. He would recognize that trembling undertone in your voice again and again. Please stop crying, he thinks, trying to fight with himself to tell you the truth as he flinches when your hand grabs his wrist.

“Rintarou, is it true th-” Even before you can finish your sentence, Suna turns around, looking at you tired as he breathes deeply and opens his mouth.

“Even if it’s true, it wouldn’t matter. We have no future together.”

“That was not the question!” You scream suddenly, and don’t care that your tears run down your cheeks and drip on the floor. With your little freak-out, Suna’s eyes grow big before he pulls himself back together. How can he stay strong when he sees you like this? He can’t keep quiet anymore.

“I always have to think about you, how nice it would be to be next to you now, how calming it is to hear your heartbeat. I hate to see you so sad on the edge of the game, knowing I’m the reason. The breakup was just for your best. You should be happy without those cameras in your face. But the truth is, I hate it even more to see you happy with someone else. Is that what you want to hear?!” Unusually for Suna, he also gets louder and louder, and Osamu considers whether it would not be smarter to intervene.

“I -”

“Yes, yes, I still love you! I never stopped loving you! And I want you back in my life. I want to find a way with you so that you can deal with the cameras without having to be afraid. I want-” Suna falls silent as the loud sound of a slap rings through the hallway. You had actually slapped him, a blow that had a lot of strength, because his cheek is reddened, throbbing mightily when he grabs his skin and looks at you silently.

“Stop, stop it, okay… You tell me you love me, only to break up with me a day later. Ignore my calls, my messages, call me a crazy stalker just to tell me again that you did all this just to protect me? And at the same time tell me that you still love me and want me back? Do you know how I felt the whole time, how I feel now? How painful all of this is for me? Don’t do this to me, when you’re not sure about your feelings!”

You cry, and Suna does not dare to step forward to take you in his arms, even if he would want nothing more than that. He can only imagine how bad all this must have been for you. Now he knows that what he did to you was anything but a feat.

His hand trembles slightly as he stretches it forward to reach for you, to comfort you, but you dodge him. Another bitter slap in the face for him that he deserved.

“So you want to tell me that you love me and want to be with me?”

From your mouth the words sound so bitter and silly. Because it’s just stupid of him to talk about love again after all he’s done to you. But it’s enough with the excuses now.

“Yes, yes, I do. I don’t know if there’s any way you’re gonna get used to these cameras and paparazzi someday, but I want to try.” He answers, still with his hands up in your direction.

“To try? Rintarou, I don’t want to try anything. My feelings are not there to play with them. I don’t want to get hurt like that again. I also have feelings, feelings that you confuse over and over again! I- I can’t…” You sniff before you look at your bag and jacket hanging in the hallway at the wardrobe and reaching for them.

This is too much for you. How Suna confesses his love for you, about which you should be happy, but it just makes you angry. You’re so disappointed he didn’t talk to you before. That he had decided everything alone. But you’re also mad at Osamu, who’s trying to stop you from going outside crying. Who has been caring for you lately, who somehow has become more and more important to you. All this confuses you. It gets too much for you and you just want to leave. Just be alone.

Silently, you apologize to Osamu as you run past Suna and grab the door handle. But you can’t open the door when two arms wrap around you, squeezing you tight. Brown, soft hair lies on your neck and you feel the warmth of Suna on your body as he buries his head further into the crook of your neck.

“Please don’t go. Please, I love you. I can’t be without you. Please give me one last chance. Please…”

Never has his voice been so shaky, or was it his body that trembled so much? Probably both. You hear him sniffing, breathing hard. Is he crying right now? Suna Rintarou? You can’t remember a moment you saw him cry in all the years you two were together. He always had his emotions under control. But there’s nothing to see of that right now.

“Please, if I could, I’d take back everything I said, but I can’t. I can only try to straighten it out. If I could, I’d go back to the day you told me you’d always support me, whether I go for the career of a pro volleyball player or not, and I would have decided against it if I had known that my career takes away everything I care about. And that’s you. I would-”

“Rin… please stop… I never wanted you to give up your career because of me. You love your sport and you’re so good at it. I just wanted you to talk to me, that we go our way together no matter what…”

He still holds you tight in his arms as you put your hand on his arms to signal him to let you go. And that’s what he does. Your expression is still sad, but also worried when you seek eye contact with him, when he looks ashamed to the side, about the fact that he had shown his feelings openly earlier. But your hands pull his face in your direction, make him stare at you when you smile sadly.

“Does that mean you’re gonna give me one last chance?”

“I don’t know, but… I can’t answer that today. And also not tomorrow… But maybe you could take me home today.” He smiles, relieved at the words, because they mean that you do not give up on him. At least as a friend, hopefully as his girlfriend at some point in the future.

“Yes, yes, of course. I would be happy to take you home.”

“Okay.” You whisper quietly before you put on your jacket and turn to Osamu, when a silent “thank you” forms your lips as he shows you a thumb up, and remains satisfied in his suddenly so quiet now so lonely apartment.

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