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[hai7ani]

what do we think about breaking up with rindou only to find out that you're pregnant with his kid a little while after but you couldn't tell him before it's too late because he's already overseas pursuing his dream and you're so scared. you're absolutely terrified. but deep down you just couldn't... do it to him. so you decide to have the kid all by yourself and you find out later that it's a boy.

and one day while in town your boy who's already able to run and talk walks a little too fast ahead of you and he breaks off your connected hands, so you lose him in the crowd. you're worried -- both hands so sticky and sweaty despite the winter cold and you're yelling for his name while in search for the beige-coloured scarf you'd wrapped around his neck earlier, and you do find it. it's still on your boy -- he's at the bus stop and he's standing under the shelter.

but the scarf's wrapped differently around his neck, in an awfully familiar pattern that you find yourself growing warmer by the second, because that wasn't how you wrapped it around his neck before leaving the house -- that was how someone else used to do it around yours.

and your son's talking to a man -- or more like he's asking him questions like he'd do to you when confused at something. you can tell that he's intrigued by him. surprised, even.

of course he'd be.

he's looking right at his father.

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[hai7ani]

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ok now what about this. what about carrying your son up into your arms only to have him tug on your sweater and repeatedly chant "daddy?" while looking at you with so much hope in his eyes. he's excited, he's confused, his eyes are lighting up, and he looks so much like him -- an exact copy of his father when he was younger. you'd compared their photos as a child shortly after your son has turned 5, and you'd gotten the shock of your life.

the purple in his eyes used to scare you a lot. they used to make you shudder and cry during baby blues when things were so much harder to go through -- because those purples also belonged to a person who'd looked you straight in the eye and told you he doesn't want you anymore when he'd left you and your broken heart alone in the middle of december -- before new years, it'll make things easier. the blond in his hair used to haunt you so much too, because those strands were also the ones you'd used to comb through with your fingers when the two of you were still young and still in the dating stage.

but as time passes you don't think you'd have it any other way, because these are lovely features belonging to a boy who'd wait for you to come pick him up at daycare and then call you "mommy" while handing you a rose and a warm hug when you do.

he tugs again but you don't reply. you huff out a shaky breath and kiss the side of his head, telling him to never run off like that again, and you don't say a thing more -- you don't even know what to say. you feel as if you have committed a crime and you don't even know what it is. and rindou is burning holes into your back when you turn around and pretend like you don't even know the man who is the father of your son, and he's standing behind you now.

he's waiting for you to turn around -- you know it. your son's even reaching a hand out to him -- the ultraman toy in his hand now in rindou's, but you don't know that, and you don't turn around, and the bus arrives. you cut the queue and hop on before anything else happens and rindou watches as you pick a seat on the right side of the bus -- where he can't see you as clear, where he can't watch as you nervously take the scarf off your son despite his protests and shove it in your bag.

you don't look out the window when the bus drives off. "mommy? that was my daddy." he says, like it's a fact -- one backed up with concrete evidence -- even though he has never once saw a photo of rindou, let alone met him.

your heart aches, but you don't want to lie to him. you think the world is cruel to you.

"i know." and you don't say a thing more.

[hai7ani]

有緣千里來相會 (無緣對面不相逢) / WHERE THIS FLOWER BLOOMS

all roads lead to you, even those i took to forget you. (mahmoud darwish)

collection | alternate universe (young parents) | angst | slice of life | lovers -> exes -> lovers

ー sporadic updates, subject to change

playlist

one • two

WIP prelude: the four seasons / our downfall

❶ SPRING ❷ SUMMER ❸ AUTUMN ❹ WINTER

WIP the lady in pink and i never knew that a heart could withstand such pain until i saw you with her (you are not mine anymore)

hong kong / december a means to an end (dying was easier than watching you cry as i walked out the door still so madly in love with you)

sendai / july perhaps in another life you will marry me like you promised (but now i am left with a scarf and little hands that feels like the universe in mine)

haitani shou it wasn't just my heart that you broke when there were three hearts in my body (yours, mine, ours)

hyacinth / teach me how to love again but i don't want to beg for love again / you will always be loved for as long as i'm alive (i love you)

translation: 有緣千里來相會 (if destined, we'll meet again despite the thousands of miles apart) 無緣對面不相逢 (but we won't if it's not destined to be)

randoms: wtfb!rindou core

[hai7ani]

Yves!!! all your rindou stories in the tachibana series and wtfb collection make me bawl by eyes every time I read them 😭😭 the heartbreak I feel for reader chan :(((

THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR AMAZING STORIES WITH US

sry I just ate up your masterlist and I'm a bit sappy nowwww

omg thank you for reading!!! kinda weird but im glad you felt heartbreak reading them HAHA this proves that i've managed to convey it to you 🙌🏻 and ty for liking the wtfb collection 🙇🏻‍♀️ pls look forward to it!