Okay, I got inspiration for this one from another fan fiction I read an hour or so ago—again. So, without further ado, here I go.
I own nothing but the plot.
Len walked quickly and quietly into his house, not wanting to wake his girlfriend, Rin, up, seeing as it was almost three in the morning. He took off his shoes, eyeing the empty house, seeing that the lights were off in all rooms but the one in the kitchen was still on. Wondering if Rin had just forgotten to turn it off on her way to bed, he walked to the kitchen, shocked to see Rin, sitting at the table, an empty bottle of wine and an empty cup right in front of her, two or three luggage seated on the ground next to her.
Before Len could get out of his shock, Rin looked up at him, and with a broken smile on her face, said, "I'm leaving."
He blinked several times before a small laugh of disbelief—which was actually nothing more than a heavy breath passing— sounded through his lips. A worried smile met his lips as he walked closer to her. "You're joking… aren't you?" she slowly shook her head. Placing her hands on the table to steady herself, she stood up, looking down at the table so she didn't have to see the devastation on his face.
"No. No, I'm not kidding; Miku will be here in about fifteen minutes. I'll be staying with her until I can get a permanent apartment." She explained, shock running over Len's face again as panic ripped through his chest.
"Permanent apartment—" he repeated softly and slowly, only so that he could hear it before reaching out, grabbing Rin's arm as she stumbled towards him. She was never a strong drinker, and the fact that she drank a whole bottle of wine by herself worried him. "Rin, you're drunk. You shouldn't be making decisions like this."
She shook herself out of his grasp, only for him to grab her again, tighter so she couldn't get away. "No, Len, stop." She whined, trying to shake him off again. "Let go."
"No, Rin. You should lie down, and we'll talk about this in the morning." He didn't want to believe that she actually wanted to move out. She was drunk and thinking irrationally. All she needed was a night's rest and then she'll realize she didn't actually want to do it. She didn't actually want to leave him. Once he got her to lay down, if Miku was really on her way here, he'd tell her Rin didn't mean it, and that she wanted to stay with him.
But as she continued to struggle, he got more and more worried. "Len, let go!" she screamed, planting her feet on the ground firmly, making them both stop in their tracks. Len looked at her as she stared at the ground, a pool of emotions swirling in his eyes. "I'm unhappy, okay!?" she sobbed, wiping the tears off her face with her unoccupied hand. "I'm tired of you hurting me, Len! I don't want to be unhappy anymore…"
Len quickly let go of her arm, watching as she wiped at her face, trying to clear the tears as if to seem strong; like the thought of leaving him wasn't tearing her up inside. "Rin, I… I'm sorry… okay?" he took a step closer to her, wrapping his arms around her sobbing figure slowly, so not to startle her. "But, we can work this out. We'll talk about it… okay?" Rin pushed at his chest, shaking her head and pushing away from him in a way that Len felt like crying. It was as if being held by him made her upset.
"No." she whimpered, stumbling backwards as she pushed herself out of his arms. "We tried." She said, a knock at the door cutting her off, and she took a deep breath before walking past Len to answer it. "That's probably Miku." Len could do nothing but stand at the entrance of the kitchen as Miku and her cousin, Gumi, walked out with two of Rin's luggage. It wasn't until Rin walked into the kitchen and set her house key on the table that he moved; his eyes watered, his breath went rigid as he grabbed her wrist, keeping her in that spot.
"Rin, please don't go." He begged, and he looked at her with such pain that she almost regretted making the decision to move.
But enough was enough.
"I'm sorry." She snatched her hand away from his, making her way out the door, making sure it was locked before closing it behind her. Len did nothing but watch as she walked out, wiping the tears out of her eyes. "Goodbye, Len."
And she was gone.
XxXxX
It had been four months since that day, and yet, Len continued to regret the events. Every time he replayed the events in his mind, he regretted it. He regretted not going after her, not talking with her, not answering the phone when she had called him that night. He had realized his mistake, but it was fair too late.
He kept his phone with him, and fully charged, at all times; hoping that one day, she'd call and say that she wanted to talk things over with him, that she missed him, that she wanted to be with him again, but that call never came. He'd been reduced to looking over texts, and e-mails they'd sent one another. Looking over each of her typing quirks, each lame attempts at joking with him, each 'I miss you', each 'I love you', and each time he'd get misty-eyed, wishing that, by some miracle, she's knock on his door, and say she wanted him back. But life wasn't like that, and it wouldn't happen that way.
Rin had it just as hard. She missed him dearly, but she was so tired of being hurt, neglected, and taken advantage of, that she had to do something about it; and no matter how much she loved Len, she couldn't allow herself to continue that lifestyle. Albeit, he didn't mean to hurt her by his actions, she knew that, but she had a right to be happy as well, and the relationship she had with him, although happy in the beginning, turned into something that made her the unhappiest.
She'd spent the last three months trying the move on with her life, and turn the page of this chapter in her life, but no matter how desperately she wanted to get over him—almost certain that he'd already done the same—she just couldn't get her mind off of him. The first month after the break-up was what she had been doing the last few months before it. She'd spent her night watching romantic-comedies while crying in the comfort of her best friend's, Miku, bed.
It's not as though they haven't seen each other after the break-up. They worked with the same music production company. They were partners in every way; dance partners, singing partners, everything. Although working together was hard and awkward, they made it work. They didn't need to work too closer together, and that they were grateful for, and that made it a lot easier on them as well. They both had had their own separate work to do; they had solo projects backed up for a while, so they planned to work on those to further limit their time together. They both plan to stretch out those solo projects for as long as possible. Although the plan was a bit irrational, it limiting the work they'd do since they mostly always do duets, and it wouldn't work for long since they only had so many solo projects to do and perfect, but they were willing to risk they extra work later on. They were sure they'd have a lot of time to work out the kinks in their relationship before the company forced any duets on them.
The company, however, didn't; their next project was too be perfected by their next concert in two months, and they were to work on it ASAP. The chorographers made a dance that would require closeness between the two, and they would often upset the dancers with their awkwardness, and unwillingness to touch. Rin sometimes even cringed when Len would put his hand on her waist, and Len would sometimes jerk away if Rin were to grab his hand as instructed to. After a week of the sad attempts of practice, Len figured he would do something about the way things were.
One day before practice, Len found Rin before she walked into the practice room, telling her the instructors relocated for today, and to go to the dressing room on the third floor. Not thinking much of it, she mumbled a weak 'ok' before slinging her bag over her shoulder and heading to the stairs, Len following close behind her. Once they got to the room, Rin walked in first, looking around; some things were slightly dusty from not being used, and the room was a bit spacious, but not spacious enough for the dance they were practicing. Just as Rin was about to question it, the door closed behind her with a soft click of the lock. She turned around, shocked to see Len leaning against the door with his hand on the lock.
He looked at her with such intensity, she trembled, but the words that left his mouth made her heart sink. "We need to talk."
XxXxX
They were both seated in the small couch of the empty dressing room, both sitting at the ends of the couch, making sure neither touched the other. It had gotten so awkward over the last four months, the fact itself made Rin want to break down and cry just there, but she wouldn't. She would not cry, or show any weakness to him; not anymore, at least. She refused to put herself in a position to hurt her like he did so many months before— not intentionally, but nonetheless, he had hurt her, and she wouldn't let it happen again. She'd basically told him that when she moved out, and broken it off.
"You said you needed to talk." she said, her voice barely hearable, but was able to be picked up. Len looked over at her for the first time that wasn't work related. It broke his heart to see she wouldn't meet his glance.
"I..." he started, but couldn't find the will to speak. Of course he had needed to talk to her, but where should he start? Should he apologize for the months of making her feel neglected? Making her feel like she wasn't important? Should he tell her he missed her? Cherished her? That he needed her back into his life? All these thoughts made his voice catch in his throat, and he looked away from her, suddenly feeling he was a waste of her time.
"If not, then I'll just be leaving." she said, standing from her place on the couch, walking past him to get to the door.
"Rin, wait!" he yelled, his voice pleading, needing her to hear him out as he stood up, ready to go chase after her. She stopped in her place, but didn't turn to look at him. She waited patiently for him to speak, and only peeked at him over her shoulder when it became evident he wouldn't. "Rin, look, I'm sorry, okay?" he practically yelled, his fist balling at his side in desperation, hoping she'd forgive him and hug him close to her like she usually would.
She was silent, shock painted all over her face, but she quickly shook it off, looking to the side with sadness in her eyes. "Is that all?" she said, her voice weak, but the question came as a hard smack to the face for Len.
"Rin, please—"
"Len, I can't keep doing this with you." she said, her voice going up an octave as she turned to face him with tears in her eyes. Tears she only shared with Miku months after the breakup. Len blinked in surprise, his heart hurting at the sight of her crying. He had vowed at the beginning of their relationship that he would never let her cry, and the fact that he'd been the one to make her cry hurt him to the bone. "I was hurting..." her voice was quiet as she turned away, trying to blink the tears out of her eyes, "I wanted to... to be with you! But you didn't... you didn't care about me; you always put me last... I was never important for you—"
"Rin, that's not true." he said slowly but firmly, cutting her off with such sincerity in his voice that Rin felt like breaking down, but his words made her glare at him, her lips set unto a deep frown.
"How can you tell me that's not true, Len?" she questioned, but to Len, it sounded more like a statement. "How many times have you had to cancel on me to hang out with some other girl? How many times have you left me home alone, waiting for you all night because you're were doing something else with some other girl?"
He looked off to the side. "Are you implying that I was cheating on you?" he felt a bit offended. Of course he hadn't been the best boyfriend to her, but did she really think of him so low that he would cheat on her? "If so, I wasn't; I wouldn't do something like that to you."
"Well, Len, I wouldn't have been about to tell." She folded her arms over her chest, shifting her weight to one leg in her very-well known fighter stance she'd developed over the years. Len would have smiled if they were in a different situation. "Hell, I certainly felt like I was being cheated on—"
"But you weren't." he said hotly, his neck snapping as he turned to look at her, his own glare set on his face. "I admit that my actions were questionable, but I would never do something as hurting as cheat on you." His eyes softened as he continued. "Rin, you're my world; my everything. To give you up would be suicide for me. I love you, and I will always love you, no matter what. If I'd known my actions made you feel the way you did—"
"But you didn't—"
"That's why I'm trying to rectify what I did wrong." Rin looked away, not wanting to forgive him, wanting to stay angry at him for all those months of neglect, sadness, loneness—all of them, but the look on his face, the sincere and honest look in his eyes, made her want to give up the notion of being angry with him and forgive him. "I want to do this over, Rin. I want to start over—"
"Life is not a Nintendo game, Len. You can't just ask for a do over—"
"I'm not asking for a do over, Rin. I know my mistake, I was in the wrong, and I'm not going to just ask you to forget what I did." He explained, confidently taking a step towards her, making her step back by instinct. "What I'm asking for is another chance." He gently and hesitantly took her hand, wrapping his large fingers around her delicate hand, pulling her closer to him. "I won't treat you like I did before; I'll be better. I promise." He brought her hand up to his lips, brushing his lips against her knuckles.
She pulled away from him, as if his touch was like acid, but in all actuality, it sent electricity through her spine. She took a deep breath, turning and trying to leave the room before he could get another word out, because with each word he said, he was pulling her back in again, and she didn't want to forgive him just yet. She didn't get far, however, because as soon as Len realized what she was trying to do, he grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her into him until her back collided with his chest and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, burying his forehead into her hair. "Len!" she tried to protest, struggling only to be silenced by Len's loud voice.
"I'm not going to let you go again, Rin!" he bellowed, pulling her closer to him, molding her into him as he leaned over her so now his chin rested on her shoulder. "My biggest mistake was letting you leave our house that day." He whisper, nuzzling the junction between her neck and shoulder. "I won't make that same mistake twice… I won't make any of those mistakes twice."
Tears fell freely out of her eyes as her hands came up to wrap around his arms, but didn't make any moves to remove them from around her. "I just… I don't want you to hurt me again." She sobbed as Len turned her around, holding her tightly as she sobbed into his chest, wrapping her arms around him while he smoothed her hair back and kissed her forehead.
"I won't." he promised, covering the top of her head with kisses. "Not again." He pulled her face out of chest, cupping her cheek as his thumb wiped away the tears from her eyes. He smiled fondly at her, and she replied with a weak smile before he lightly kissed her lips.
She instantly melted into the kiss, and tilted her head to the side as Len's hand continues to cup her cheek, feeling the all the love he had for her, and all the desperation he had to get her back. His hand trailed downwards, wrapping around her hip, tracing small shapes as his fingers slips under her white tank top, pulling her with him as he backs into the couch, separating from her lips only to sit on the couch. With eyes hazed with love, he grabbed her hand, pulling over him, making her straddle him before pulling her shirt over her head, kissing her collarbone and shoulders. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as sweet noises pass her lips, fueling Len to do more.
As he covers her upper body with kisses, he busies his hands with feeling on her, trailing over territory that he already knew all too well. She pulls at the end of his tank top, tugging upwards as his teeth begin to tease her ears. "Len…" she moans softly, and he pulls away from her ear and look her in the eyes. She tugs at his shirt again. "Take this off…" he complies, pulling away for a bit as she pulls off his shirt before he brings her lips against his again as she trails her hands over his chest, making him groan.
He, in turn, slips his hand under her sports bra, groping her gently as he kisses her shoulder and she bites her lip to keep a moan in. He takes no time at all in pulling off the bra, and Rin shivers as cold air brushes her already erect nipples as Len pinches one of the peaks gently, making her gasp, and she slightly rubs her hips up against his, pressing her center against his erect manhood. Len's usually light sky blue eyes turn a rainstorm blue before he pulls Rin down on him, grinding her hips into his hips as he roughly bites her neck. A needy moan escapes Rin's lips as Len wrestles her out of her jogging pants and panties.
His hands continue to caress her, her breath coming out in pants as his hands roam her inner thighs before one finally rests on her center, and she moans when one of his fingers probe her. She hisses out a curse; her body was too sensitive at the moment, she couldn't handle this much foreplay, and she realized that at this rate, she'd orgasm before he'd even enter her.
With shaky hands, she pulled down the front of Len's sweatpants, reaching into his boxers and all but ripping him out in the open. Len groaned as she began to jerk him slowly, rubbing her thumb over the tip every once in a while before continuing her slow movements. He cursed, thrusting his hips unintentionally, trying to make her move faster, but she kept her pace slow, "Dammit, Rin." He cursed, grabbing her hips, pulling them closer to his, having his erection poke at her wet folds, making her back arch and a moan slipped from her lips.
She whimpered as he rubbed the tip to her dripping folds and moved her hand off of his penis before putting just the tip in. She nuzzled the side of his neck as she slowly slide her hands around him, he gripped her hips tightly as she slide her down his length; he was pretty sure she'd have bruises on her hips by the time they were done, but he wasn't too worried about it.
Len took a deep breath to calm himself when felt he was all the way inside of her, and he couldn't help the smile that creeped on his face as he laid his head on her shoulder before marking it heavily with nips, bites, and kisses, a hand moving to grope her chest as the other stayed on her hip to keep her steady as he thrust into her roughly, making her breath catch in her throat before a shocked moan escaped her as he did it again. She threw her head back, his thrusts coming hard, and deep, hitting her in all the right places.
Len tried his best to contain his groans, thinking they had to be quiet, but did nothing to contain Rin's breathy moans, having not heard them in so long; it brought satisfaction to him to hear her making such erotic sounds because of him. He shifted his weight a little, angling Rin better so each time he thrust into her, he'd hit that bundle of nerve deep inside her, and he kissed her, swallowing the loud noises that escaped her lips.
He felt his time coming, he could hardly keep up his fast pace, but compensated the loss of speed with power, and his thrusts sent pleasure coursing through her veins as Len continued to swallow all of her moans. Rin could hardly keep up anymore, the movement of her hips could hardly stay in sync with Len's thrust; it had gotten so out of sync that Len had to stop her from moving, grabbing her hip in a firm hold while he continued to thrust into her somewhat harshly.
Rin's orgasm happened so quick, it caught them both by surprise. Rin's mind was coated in a white flash of bliss as Len kept thrusting. Not long after that, Len was done for too, thrusting deep into Rin as he came. He wrapped his arms around Rin, breathing heavily into her shoulder as she was left gasping as she set her chin on his shoulder, and nothing could keep the grin off Len's face as he felt her body continuing to shudder from post-orgasmic bliss.
Neither of them said a word as they sat there trying to collect themselves, Len still holding and inside of her, permitting himself go semi-limp inside of her as he ran his hand up and down her back while she held him close to her.
"...Len?" she said after a long moment of pleasant silence. He kissed her shoulder, hugging her tightly and nuzzling the crook of her neck before answering her.
"Yes, love?" he answered, hearing her sigh dreamily against his shoulders, feeling a small smile creep onto her face against his skin, making him smile as well.
"I love you. Dearly." she said, pulling back to look him in the face. Her eyes shined with love, a gently smile graced her features as she brushed her lips against Len's. "I truly, truly love you."
Len kissed her deeply, his hand coming up to cup her cheek while hers caressed the back of his neck. "I truly, truly love you as well." he said after pulling back, copying her while trailing his lips down to her jaw, then her chin, then neck, and back up. "I love you so much." he repeated the actions several times before going lower to the top of her breast.
"Len..." she half moaned, feeling him go hard and throb inside of her and shuddered, not believing he was already ready for another round. He continued his actions, cupping her breast before nipping at her nipples, causing a moan to escape from her lips again.
"I love you, Rin." Len said as he rolled his hips against hers, making her groan, trailing a hand down her back and making her arch against him. "And I'm going to show you again-" he rolled his hips again, making her moan softly, "-and again-" he thrust, making her jolt a bit against him as she tried to cover her mouth, "-and again."
She moaned out his name as he made her his once again, clawing at his back as he gave her no time to retaliate, all but throwing her against to the couch, and dominating her in a way that no coherent thought could be made and nothing but moans left her mouth, teasing Len's ears.
And by the end of the day, they both had the reassurance that they needed.
~~~ End ~~~