《ᴅᴇꜱɪɢɴᴇʀ||ᴋ.ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ †》chapter 18†
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It was the next day and you still haven't heard from your mum. You were pretty bored and everyone was spread all over the house but you wanted to see one person.
"kennnnn!" You call from outside his door.
"Come in" his voice sounded from the other side. You open the door and got met with kenma who was spread out on his bed with his AirPods in.
"You look like a starfish" you Snicker, sitting next to him.
"No I don't?" he defends with an offended tone, looking up at the roof.
"Whatever, so...what's up?" You ask the boy and he turns to you with furrowed brows.
"... nothing" he sighs, getting up with lazy eyes.
"Boooooooo, imagine not telling me your feelings"
"Imagine being annoying"
"Imagine being rude as fuck for no reason"
"Imagine being dumb"
"Imagine being scared of sharing your feelings because you think it's not manly"
"Imagine being a whore"
" Imagine dating, kissing, fucking and loving a criminal, pack it up, Britney"
"...Nah you're asking for it. Imagine not having a dad"
"Imagine dating a girl named Naomi"
"Imagine hooking up with a guy named suna rintaro"
"Imagine being like 100 heads shorter than every guy in your year"
"Imagine being tolerated, imagine being an uptight asshole that thinks everyone loves her when everyone actually thinks your annoying and they only hang with you because you're a good fuck. Imagine getting used then thrown. Imagine having 1 best friend that's only around to FUCK YOU"
"..." And that was that, you gave him a weak smile while getting up then you walked out, closing the door behind you.
'if you let them talk long enough, the truth comes out' you thought, trying to hold the tears that fought to come out. You walked up the stairs and went to your room to get changed and rest a bit.
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'asshole' you sighed, cuddling up in your blankets. You grabbed your phone and decided to re-watch Ouran highschool host club because, why not?
After a while, there was a knock on the door and you poked your head up out of the covers as they came into the room.
"Hey y/nnnnn," Hiro said with a grin, noticing your red puffy eyes.
"Shit, what's wrong? What happened? Are you at the end of the anime? I Cried too dont wor-"
"No no it's not that Hiro just something that happened with kenma is all" you gave him a weak smile, turning your phone off and giving him your full attention.
"What did that fuck face do now?" Hiro said with an almost disgusted look as he sat down next to you.
"We were doing the 'imagine being a- blank blank blank'... and He basically said that people tolerate me, that I'm an "uptight asshole that thinks everyone loves me when everyone actually thinks I'm annoying and they only hang with me because I'm a good fuck" then he proceeded to say "imagine getting used then thrown." Then he mentioned suna and said "Imagine having 1 best friend that's only around to fuck me"
It kinda hit hard not gonna lie." you said weakly with a smile as you started to scratch the nail polish off your nails.
"He said what about me?" Suna suddenly walked into the room and closed the door behind him.
"Oh, Rin uh... It's nothing, I'm sure he didn't mean it" you said, waving your hands around defensively.
"What did you say before he said that?" Hiro asked softly, trying to calm the situation down.
"Oh I said "Imagine being like 100 heads shorter than every guy in your year" "
You answered, pursing your lips together.
"That was fucking good. Why did he go off like that?" Hiro sighed, getting up from the bed as suna layed down next to you.
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"Do you want me to beat a blonde's ass?" Rin asks with a serious smile.
"No no, I just don't know what to do with him." You sigh, laying your head on his lap.
"I'm gonna go have a talk with him because this boy is getting on my nerves," Hiro said with an angry like tone, walking out of the room and shutting the door roughly.
"God, kozumes gonna get the lecture of his life..." You sighed, grabbing your phone.
"Let's watch Ouran high school host clubbbb" you smiled at the messy-haired boy and he gave you a nod and a smile in response.
~~~
Kenmas pov
'God kenma what the fuck was that? that was way too far, why did I even say that? What the hell is wrong with me?!' I thought, banging my head on the wall as tears fell down my face.
'i have to say sorry... She's probably crying right now what the fuckkkk. Why am I so angry all of a sudden?'
"here comes the lecture" I sighed, walking to the door with red puffy eyes and red cheeks.
"If your here to lecture me, give it all you got because I need to be hit with a sense of fucking reality," I said in a groggy tone, letting the boy in.
"Thanks and I will," Hiro responded, walking in as I sat myself on the bed.
"Shoot," I said, looking up at him with a tear running down my cheek.
"What the fuck came over you for one? Where did you get the idea that she was everyone's fuck toy? When have we ever tolerated her? How the fuck is she annoying and uptight? And FYI, everyone does love her ESPECIALLY RINTARŌ. HES BEEN BY HER FUCKING SIDE FOR BASICALLY HER WHOLE LIFE, WHERE DID YOU GET THE FACT THAT HES ONLY USING HER? AND EVERYONE DOESNT USE HER AND THROW HER AWAY LIKE FUCKING RECYCLING- god Hiro calm down..."
"...that was a lot of reality huh? I don't know what came over me, just stress I guess? And I don't even know why I said half of that stuff to be completely honest, it just kinda came out... The other day she even said that she's only had sex with 4 people and that was you, Remy, Rin and sakusa and that's it, I don't know why I called her a whore either. I don't know why I say people tolerate her and that she's uptight and annoying, I'm clueless about it actually. My brains fucked in so many ways and I don't think before I speak, especially when I said that people use her then throw her. And with the suna thing? I know their good friends, just jealousy I guess"
I responded, fiddling with my fingers as I bit at my lip.
"That's a pathetic fucking excuse. Get your shit together or I'm gonna do it for you. Make up your mind, I know about what happened when use were alone together the other day and now your acting different. You're being bi-polar as fuck and it's fucking with her head, HARD. She likes you, it's pretty fucking obvious and if you don't GET. IT. TO.GE.THER. your gonna get slapped silly by me because so help me god if I see her cry over your undercut-headed ass AGAIN, you're getting your balls ripped the fuck off and I'm not kidding."
Hiro huffed, walking out of the room with his hands balled together into a fist like he wanted to punch me.
'... scary'
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