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❥𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝘼𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠- 𝙋𝙖𝙠𝙪❥

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Pakunoda x Fem Reader!
꧁WORD COUNT: 910 ꧂
☞Readers ︎POV☜︎

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"Breathe" I repeat the same statement, gripping tight onto my shirt. I feel tears sting my lash line, daring to spill. I tightly close my eyes feeling the painful sensation rise in my chest. I lift my head and lock eyes with myself in the mirror.

My cheeks and eyes are puffy from the never ending stream of tears. My eyes nearly bloodshot, feeling aggravated. I feel my breath heighten again as the thoughts of my past pour in. I grip tighter on my shirt and marble counter. Attempting to keep silence so Paku couldn't hear. The same nauseating feeling rises and i feel my knees buckle, causing me to stumble to the floor.

I quickly cover my mouth with my palm, trapping any cries from escaping. I grip along my abdomen and fall forward feeling the stress build further on my shoulder. My head is clouded with nothing but despair.

I was rummaging through old belongings and came across an image, it was of my family. Specifically, my mother and father. Seeing it made me dizzy. These were the people meant to protect me and keep me safe but the abandoned me. My family disagrees with my sexuality, the called me worthless. Noting less of a disappointment. They made me feel
as if my existence was nothing. As if i shouldn't be alive. All because of the people i choose to love. I quickly excused myself and went into our restroom.

Their words stung more then i wished. I tried not allowing their words to have power, yet here i lay.

sobbing.

I feel myself begin to hyperventilate as the imagery of my fathers angered face, storming towards me enters my troubled mind. The thoughts pull all air from my lungs. I slide both hand along the tiles, I glide my finger in between the cracks, attempting to calm and focus on the meaningless indentions rather than my panicking thoughts.

I feel the temperature difference between my warm fingertips and the cool tiles. I try and focus on those things. Allowing my breathing to slow down. I open my eyes and stare down at the blank floor. Feeling the numbness set in. I close my eyes as i try and allow the numbing sensation spread rather than the stinging feeling in my chest. I feel tears poor as my limbs tingle. I feel nothing but anguish. A somewhat loud whimper escape my damp lips. I quickly grasp my hand around my mouth, praying Paku was still in the living room.

A few seconds past before a subtle knock echoed through bathroom, causing a strike in my blood pressure. I swiftly stand, and wipe any wetness from my puffy cheeks. It was clear i had been crying due to the redness in my eyes. I take a deep breath and walk towards the door. I grip along the silver knob. I feel salty tears prick my lash line. My throat tightens.

She can't see me like this. I can't let her see me so... sad. It would hurt her and then cause guilt on me. I clear the lump in my throat and release the grip on the handle and back away.

"Y-yes." I stuttered upon my words, dryness can be heard in my voice.

"Are you okay dear?" I hear her hushed voice inquire through the door. I close my eyes and clear my the invisible lump again.

"Yes of course, w-why wouldn't i be?" I declared, A few moments of silence past before I heard shuffling behind the door frame, then a small picture sliding under the crack. My eyes widen seeing the image, the same one to cause such grief. I let my shaking hand grip the worn out photo, my eyes overfill with tears as i stare at the faces. The smiles, the pure joy in our eyes. Before they took everything. I let out a soft cry and let the tears spill.

"I thought so. May i come in? It's okay if not, no worries baby." I hear her coaxed voice speak again, i fall once again. Unable to handle the pressure i feel. I hear the door creak, i'm unable to lift my head, i keep myself on my knees staring down at the photo, spilling tears and sobs.

I feel two arms wrap around my waist, pulling me into a cushioned back. I tense to the random touch against my heated skin. I smell the familiar scent of Pakus parfumerie and immediately melt. My sobs become uncontrollable as i turn a press my face into Pakus chest, staining her purple blazer with my tears.

I feel the pads of her fingers drag along my back, my breathing finally slows down as i regained my senses. I tilt my head towards her beautiful face. Seeing her hold nothing but a loving smile as she coddles me.

Seeing her slender face and her blue grey eyes stare into my puffy e/c ones. I close my eyes and sink into her chest again. Allowing a comfortable silence coat the room, as Pakunoda holds me in the most loving embrace, ever.

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Hiya darlings! Sorry for a kinda sad and SHORT story :/

hope you enjoyed 😚

stay safe

-vee

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