The Day You Left
He didn't know where he went wrong this time, but all he knew that the frustration that was building up inside him made him want to just pull his hair out and scream bloody murder. Kise Ryouta watched you hastily search for the keys inside your bag as you muttered angrily under your breath.
When you finally found what you were looking for, you pulled the key out and inserted it in the doorknob with shaking hand and began to groan loudly when the door wouldn't budge. Losing it completely, you pounded on the door with your little fists and screeched, "Fuck you. Open up!"
Swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat, Kise tried, "If you calm down, maybe it'd open."
He was rewarded with the fiercest glare he had ever seen from you. "What even are you still doing here?" youspat, before trying to open the door one more time, and to your(and his) relief, it finally budged.
The blond model merely raised both eyebrows and stared at you as if you had suddenly grown two heads. "This is my house, (First name)cchi."
His girlfriend ignored him and stormed into the house.
How was he supposed to react anyway? He didn't even know what you were being mad about all these petty things. Sure, you had always fought about this issue before, but you had never acted this immature about it before. The tiny veil of patience he had reserved for you was running out.
Without thinking further, he walked in front of you and placed both hands on your shoulders in a futile attempt to calm you down. "Talk to me, (First)cchi." Damn, you wouldn't even look at him. "Look at me."
He didn't see it coming. Before he had any time to react, your fist came in contact with his cheekbone, sending him staggering a bit as he tried to regain his balance back. You roughly walked past him and sat on the chair. You wordlessly took out one of her big textbooks, slammed it on the table and started flipping the pages.
Oh, so now you was giving him the silent treatment.
"Stop being such a child."
"Child?" you asked, the edge in her voice unmistakeable, "Seriously, I'm being the child here? Is that what I heard you say, Ryouta-chan?"
"Yeah, because that was so not like you! You gave them a reason to talk. Weren't you the one who told me to keep it low because you didn't want us to be made public?"
You gritted her teeth. Averting your gaze away and back to the book you were holding, you said quietly, "I didn't want us to go public because I wanted privacy."
He shook his head and grabbed the book. Closing it with more force than intended, Kise sighed with exasperation, "That's not my point. Why did you have to talk to my co-workers like that? You're the calmest person I know, and yet you bitched a while ago like there's no fucking tomorrow."
"I bitched? What about those bitches you called co-workers?" you yelled, temper rising back. Kise swore that if this was a cartoon show, he'd literally see steam pouring out of your ears now. "I told you not to take that swimming advertisement several times before. Look, do you even know how to swim—"
He cut you off impatiently. "So this is about my safety now, huh?"
"Damn right it is," you bit back, "Don't you come bawling to me when those silly bitches dig all their claws on your back or if you accidentally drown when they excessively drool on you or—"
"I thought you trusted me on this," Kise hissed, "We talked about this before, right? You knew the things I have to do in my job and you promised to stay out of it! Why are you acting like a territorial—"
"This is different in case you haven't notice." You stood up and stared at him, your eyes flaring wildly as though you were about to pounce on him any moment now. "You and those girls," you made an exaggerated effort to run your hand forcefully across his torso, "Half-naked. With their asses. Barely covered. Do you get it? Or do I have to draw a fucking picture?"
You didn't notice that you were already gripping him with the collars of his shirt, and he didn't notice the tears that were already falling from your eyes until you looked straight into his. The silence lingered in the air and neither was willing to pull away; neither willing to back down and look away.
"(First)cchi," he finally spoke in a low tone, and you watched as his sharp golden irises slowly soften as you finally released him.
"I—" Your voice broke. "Maybe, this isn't going to work."
His eyes widened considerably before blinking in disbelief. "What did you say?"
"We're not compatible," she admitted glumly, "Maybe, we should stop this, Kise-kun."
Kise-kun. KISE-KUN. Now you've done it. You wanted to leave after all you've been through to fight for this relationship? You, who kept blabbering about never giving up despite anything, spouting too-good-to-be-true possibilities and never letting him go no matter how things get difficult?
Hypocrite.
Hypocrite.
HYPOCRITE.
"Fine, leave then," he spat, every syllable laced with venom and bitterness, "You were tying me down anyways."
Kise knew he hit youin a low blow and looked away before he could see the horror and seething pain that reflected from your widened eyes. Before he could see you slowly break down into shards he couldn't mend because of him.
Closing his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose in order to quell the upcoming headache, he listened to the light footsteps that followed. The heavy books being placed back in her bag. The high squeak of the opening door. The gentle closing.
He didn't hear another word from you.
But he swore he heard his own self shatter along with you.
A/N: Sorry it took me a while to update. Here's chapter 2! This fanfiction is going to be a series of one-shots showcasing reader-chan's relationship with Kise and the rest of the KnB crew, so I hope you guys won't mind the jumping of one scenes to another. See you! Please review as you go out! Constructive criticism is highly appreciated!