𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 - F!Reader × Akaashi Keiji

The End of the Beginning.

[F.name] looks up at the sky and she was remebered of her withered husband. How he looked limp of the floor, his crimson red blood flowing out of the wound in his stomach.

She wished she could have done more to save him. But all she could do was call the ambulance and be there for her husband, assuring him that he will be okay.

Her life had been peaceful all up until that moment. A robbery had taken place in their home.

Akaashi died when they had just got married, too. She was heart broken. She didn't believe that her husband was slowly dying of blood loss, in their own home.

[F.name]'s ringed softly. She walks up to her phone and picks it up. "Hello?" She softly says, voice hoarse because of crying every night. "Hello, Akaashi. Uhm- we need someone else to take over Take-chan's shift. She caught a cold," the voice from the other side said.

"I understand, I'll be there in an hour."

Akaashi [F.name] worked as a part-time writer and a full time marine biologist. She put on a pink coat and brushed her smooth and long hair. She kept it long, since Keiji always liked to touch and braid her hair. [F,name] braids her hair and ties it up, she then goes to her bathroom to put on perfume and brush her teeth.

Once she was out of the house, she drove her way to her workplace.

Today had been a lomg day for her. Many things happened while she was at work. She got reprimanded, harrassed and she broke down in the bathroom.

[F.name] walks into her own home, sniffing. The sun was just rising "Ugh.. I need a nap," she groans. Shee takes off her coat and throws it aside and falls onto her couch without a second thought, she was just that tired. Her soft snores could be heard through out the silent house.

She wakes up and walks over to the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror. "Wow.. I look terrible," she mumbles under her breath while scratching her head. She takes off her clothes slowly and tosses them aside. She then enters the shower and turns the tap.

Freezing cold water runs down her body. Normally, by now, she would have felt awake. But she only feels tired and dead inside. She walks out of the bathroom, with her towel wrapped around her. She goes into her room and opens up her closet and takes out a red sweater and comfortable, warm baby blue pants.

She puts her clothes on and goes to her desk. She looks at the picture of her and her withered husband.

Tears start welling up in her eyes, overflowing, then falling down her cheek slowly. More and more tears start to spill. By now she was full-on crying. She falls to her knees and screams.

"Why- WHY? WHY DIDN'T I HELP MORE?" [F.name] yells, covering her ears. She punches the ground continuously, bruising her fists. She felt angry, worthless,

depressed

She really did think she could've done more for her husbands survival. He wouldn't have died if she had came home earlier. "Fuck- fuck it," she screams. She gets up and sits down on her desk. She wrote something.

She then violently stands up from the chair, the chair making a loud screeching sound across the floor. She runs towards her balcony. She lived on the sixteenth floor of an apartment complex.

She looks at the scenery below her. There was no one in the way,

so she jumped.

As she falls, she saw her life flash by her eyes,

when she saw her mother's face when she was just delivered, when she just walked her first steps, when she met Keiji for the first time, when she met the team for the first time and lastly,

she saw Keiji's lsst smile.

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Akaashi [F.name]

5.8.1996 -27.5.2020