ATTACHMENT LOVE
🧺 #11: "you and i don’t love each other but i know too much about your mother / we’ll make this work" with hinata for @quikhs ! :-)
warnings: gn!reader, reader’s mom wants to have dinner (just a mention) (song link)
it’s been 3 months since hinata’s stayed the night at your apartment.
practice, work, outings with people other than each other—nothing seemed to line up, and when they did, it seemed too a heavy task for either of you to reach out, exhaustion and something else between the gaps of your bones and schedules.
you’re not sure what that something else is, or if he feels it too. you’re not sure if you want to know. but you feel it in dwindling good morning’s and plans cancelled long before his last sleepover, feel it fill the space your boyfriend used to as you wash his scent out of borrowed sweaters.
but shoyo’s here tonight, and that’s what matters, you think.
his toothbrush from 3 months ago slides as you move to change your own, and you figure you might as well change his too.
“changing our toothbrushes, do you care what colour yours is?” your voice bounces back at you while you look in the cupboard. there’s only three in the pack you have—primary coloured—and you figure he’d like yellow most. you grab red for yourself.
shoyo rubs his feet together, sitting on the edge of your bed instead of sprawling across. “mm, you can leave it for now, it’s okay,” he reassures you.
“...you sure?”
“yeah.”
“...okay.”
your eyes hover on the unused face masks he bought you for your birthday, and you let the noise of cardboard backing ripping from plastic fill the space neither of you can seem to.
shoyo calls you from the room over.
that something else roots in your stomach. “yeah?”
he doesn’t say anything for a second, two, and you take a breath.
“i ran into the girl—remember the one who, uh, kept trying to unlock the door one night because she was drunk and didn’t realize she was on the wrong floor?” you pull the memory up and along with your voice while your fingers tremble, stumble on their way to place the last toothbrush in the cupboard and almost drop it to the marble below.
and maybe shoyo notices what you’re doing—he must. he always does. “...yeah, and i thought i was gonna have to fight someone with your vacuum somehow. did she try apologizing again?”
“she almost did,”—you half smile, save the memory, that night, from sinking and drowning—“but i saw her stop herself. we just said hi and talked a little. found out she has a cat so i wanna drop by at some point if you wanna come.”
you’ve made your way back to your bedroom, and shoyo’s still sitting on the edge of your bed. he smiles, and it’s kind, not apologetic or pitying, but understanding all the same.
you’re not sure if its toward her or you.
he says your name again. quieter this time, but steady as he always is.
you purse your lips.
“and my mom wants to have dinner with us.” you grasp at the next thought. “she said she has some new recipes she wants us to try before she brings it to the next holiday party, and she wants to see your mom, too, and natsu, since it’s been so long. if that’s– if that’s okay with them– with you.”
“is that okay with you?” he squints, just a little.
the floorboard creaks as you shift your weight under his gaze, and you fiddle with your hands behind your back so he can’t see. (it doesn’t matter—he knows anyway.) “why wouldn’t it be?”
shoyo takes a breath while you hold yours.
“...yeah, okay.” his exhale is deep. “i’m not as busy this month, so i’ll ask my mom what her schedule looks like. natsu’ll be excited so i’m sure she’ll be good to go whenever.”
he moves further onto your bed as he thinks out loud. “you know i think she likes your mom’s food more than mine– i tried cooking lunch for her a while ago and the look she gave me. is my cooking that bad? i thought i stopped adding too much salt but maybe my salt senses are just dulled?”
and just for a moment, everything’s back to the way it was months ago: shoyo rambling, hands planted behind him on the mattress, you smiling as he whines, both of you in your pajamas for a night in.
but your mind lingers on the toothbrush still sitting next to your new one, and the way your boyfriend won’t lie down on your bed—an old acquaintance unfamiliar with a place that used to be as much his home as it is yours—and that something else that’s been creeping in the space between you knocks at your chest incessantly, an unwelcome visitor that has the decency to wait for your permission to enter.
you wish it would just leave or break inside.
“sho.” your voice is quiet, but catches his attention all the same. the sunset drifts over tangerine strands and honey brown eyes, lights up the dust that twirls around as he looks up at you, and you wish you were asking anything else but what you are.
“is this okay?”
whatever this is.
shoyo blinks, once, twice. sighs and smiles one more time. “i don’t think so.”
qui !! thank u so much for joining and ur ask 🥹🥹!! IT MEANS A LOT TO ME!! this one was a toughie,, doesn't play out exactly like the song. shoyo has a lot of emotional intelligence but i think he struggles in this case because he’s never had a break-up before and. it’s you. he still cares for you, even if it isn’t in the same way, and he doesn’t want to hurt you and ..? he came tonight because he knows you should talk but. he gets there and he sees all the evidence of him and your life together and everything’s harder when the time comes isn’t it. hm. anyway. if u ever write something ur proud of feel free to tag me !! i'm vry happy u enjoy mine,, thank u again!! 🥹🥹
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favorite madcom character . bangs my fist AND maybe share a neat little bc you have about that character ... perhasps
AUDITOR‼️‼️‼️‼️ (my fave ever (Phobos is a close second however ), now something to share about auditor hmmmmm (has thought about this guy for so much that his hc’s ares a mix of oh they would do this silly thing! Vs let’s put him through the horrors/how can I anaylse this character and make him endlessly tragic !)(also currently blanking so hmmmmmm)
Guess funny lil hc is this guy would probably Roblox and have the most expensive avatar ever and constantly stand out whenever he plays (would probably play Tycoon games )
Something more akin to “how can I analyze this character and make them endlessly tragic “ would be I think there is certain fascination they have with humans (or grunts in this case) , so thst while their main objective is to keep Nevada stable and bring order to chaos, they are very much interested in learning about humans and all their habits and cultures(hence why they even bother like actually interacting and being near them unlike the other employers) (and I think would even begin picking up on certain behaviors and habits, essentially becoming the most “human” out of the employers but also alienating them from said employers). There is still that certain disconnect they have and despite it all they still do very much see humans as below them, they’re just curious in a scientist ? Kinda way . (I have no idea if I’m making sense ) Essentially just kinda being stuck in between, bit too “human “ to really be with the rest of the employers but too “god-like” to actually be with humans
Also something soemthing about their existence being so tied to what they do that they can’t really imagine living another life but still occasionally feeling discontent or just flat out boredom with what they do
IDK IF THAT MADE ANY SNESE THERE BUT LIKE. I HAVE THOUGHTS.
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