#SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY SKFKWKE

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*cracks knuckles* It’s been a hot min since I’ve written Kazuha content, but to sabotage Yoonie, I am willing to do anything <3 /lh

Kazuha remembers it clear as day: the creak of the ship, the chirp of the seagulls in the sky. How the crew of the alcove hustled and bustled in preparation for their voyage. The heartbreak on your face and the unshed tears in your eyes as he bid you goodbye. 

“I would not have you wait for me,” he had told you, despair heavy in his voice, his touch gentle as he cradled your face for the last time. “Not when I could face my end in Inazuma. Not when I might cause you a heartbreak far worse than this.” 

He can remember the ache in his chest as he held you in his embrace one last time, kissing your cheek in farewell. He remembers having to stave off his own tears, for he knew (he just knew) that if he broke in front of you now, he could never bear to let you go. 

So he held you tight, savoring your warmth against him, even as he could feel a part of him slip away with every second closer to the time the Alcor would have to depart. 

That day, he had broken both your heart as well as his own, letting go of one of the best things in his life with a kiss and a whispered farewell.

It’s a decision that had haunted him for every second that he was away from you. There was nowhere across his homeland that the weight of his decision did not follow him. Not a single night that he had awoken from a dream of laughing with you, of sharing food and reading books and exploring flower fields, where his heart had not plummeted, remembering what had severed your relationship. How he had severed it. And how he, a million miles away from you, could not wrap you in a hug and tell you how sorry he is.

So, when the day comes that he returns from his voyage, against all hope and all rationality, he tries to look for you, if only just to see you. And when he finds you in the city of wind (so far from where you had seen him off, almost like you wanted to escape the mere thought of him) with your arms entwined with a brunette woman’s, and a purple rose in your hair as you strolled along the streets, Kazuha knew that you had done what he asked. You had moved on from him, from the man who had left you at the edge of the water, cradling your broken heart, and found your happy ending with someone else.

So with that realization, he smiles, a sad, small excuse of a thing, hides the flowers he had hand-picked behind his back, and slips out of your sight.

Because he was prepared for this. He knew it was inevitable, that it was what he had wanted for you: for you to be happy.

And yet with the way that his heart breaks, Kazuha wonders if he had made the biggest mistake in his life. 

—Flamingo anon 

haha well im out here living my best life with lisa<33 shoulda kept me while he could have👀