I'm so sorry for making everyone wait, I'm honestly a horrible person(I'm really lazy)
And I just got a job I might take longer and I'm so sorry for that.
I would also like to take time to thank anyone that commented on this. Thanks ;;
and to 18moptop for being my beta reader even though you're so busy ;;; Thanks again.
It had been weeks since Nitori asked his mother to cancel the wedding. Weeks since their marriage had been ruined. Weeks since the original wedding day.
Rin ran his fingers anxiously through his hair, sighing.
He hadn't had a single night of calm sleep in all of this time. He wasn't in the right state of mind. The only thing that was on his mind was finding a way to bring Nitori back into his life.
He dropped back down onto his bed, exhausted.
Staring up at the ceiling, he could only picture the happy times he had taken for granted with his ex-fiancé.
"Rin!" The cheerful voice of his mother echoed through his silent room.
She told him that today would be a perfect day for a family picnic. In her language that meant they have to go out today.
Together.
He didn't mind. He would be able to see Haru after this.
"Rin, here, I made this!" Nitoris eyes shone bright and in his hands he held up a small bento.
"You…..made this?" the red head scoffed. He knew Nitori's family was poor now, but for him to have to cook? It was sad.
"What? I enjoy it! Even if it isn't as good as my mothers, we like home cooked meals," the smaller boy paused "It feels…more homely." He smiled again.
Rin only raised an eyebrow and started to eat 'Not bad…' He thought to himself, not realizing how quickly he ate the entire bento.
Talking to the silver haired boy about small trivial things lasted hours and Rin ended up missing his meeting with Haru. 'Oh well,' he thought nonchalantly. 'Haru will understand.'
Slowly the sky turned dark. His gaze fell to the ocean far ahead and saw someone standing in the waves. He turned his head to tell Nitori, but the boy was gone.
A pounding started in his chest. He looked back at the ocean and saw the figure walking into the ocean. 'No…' He shot up 'It's going to storm soon…' He felt his palms begin to sweat.
He called out to Nitori and kept his eyes on the figure. The figure stopped and it looked like it turned to look at Rin before it continued to walk into the ocean.
Rin started to scream until his lungs burned, ran down the hill until it felt as though his legs would give out. He ran as fast as he could till he reached the ocean.
The figure was gone. His breath was hot and heavy. He started to call out for Nitori again and heard a faint voice call out his name. He spun around, looking for the source and saw a drenched version of the boy in front of him.
His breath hitched. "Nito-"
"I hate you"
Rin's eyes shot open as he launched himself off of his bed. He was covered in a cold sweat, and shaking.
He curled himself up into a ball next to his bed, tears spilling from his eyes as he managed to choke out one word.
"F-fuck…"
The next morning, Rin managed to get out of bed and start his usual routine.
Ever since Nitori had walked away with Takako, Rin would take every chance to go see his ex-fiancé. He would walk to Nitori's or Takako's home just to take a look at the silver haired teen.
It failed every time.
Each time he would try to go and apologize, he would be shot down and sent off.
It was like this every morning, and it always ended up with Takako glaring at him. He grew to hate the boy more than any person he'd ever known.
Why?
Because Takako got on his last nerve.
It was a clear afternoon after it was raining all morning. Rin had a whole bouquet of different flowers in hand, waiting to see if, maybe this time, Nitori would come out to see him.
He did.
But so did Takako.
Rin was angry. He only wanted to see Nitori but the boy refused to see him alone. In defeat, Rin handed over the flowers, and tried to apologize until he saw a glint in Takako's eyes.
As soon as Rin had noticed the look, Takako grabbed Nitori, proceeding to tilt him down and give him a kiss, right in front of the red head.
It wasn't a small ordeal either. It was a kiss that made Rin's blood boil. It was a kiss that was deep and Rin knew that he was the one who should have been kissing the boy in Takako's arms.
Rin was furious and threw the flowers on the ground, storming out.
It didn't stop him from coming the next day though.
Nitori sat with Takako, both covered up to their waists in a huge blanket.
It was late that same night, after the whole kissing incident in front of Rin. Nitori was furious at Takako. He had told him not to do anything rash.
"… I told you I'm sorry…" Takako sighed. He scooted closer to Nitori but the smaller boy only moved himself away. "What's wrong?" Takako looked at Nitori with worry.
—-
"I think he's doing this out of guilt."
—-
Rin sat on the beach, letting the tide hit him. He felt like he should just let the beach wash him away.
He started to remember the dream he had not even two days ago.
'I hate you'
The look on Nitori's face had killed him. The tears. The pain. He didn't want to see Nitori ever look like that.
"He's too good for me…" He started to tear up.
What was so good about pushing him aside? Why didn't he pay a little more attention to him?
If he hadn't told Nitori that he didn't want him, he would have been married to the silver haired boy right now and none of this would have happened.
