"I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE YAMAGUCHI."
"YOU CAN'T DO WHAT? HUH SHO?"
"I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! OK. I CAN'T."
Hinata was a sobbing mess, as he yelled at Yamaguchi. All he had been talking about was him. Tsukishima Kei. The one man who made Hinata have all his doubts and worries.
"God damn it Yams! Why is it always him?"
At this point, Hinata was pleading. His voice cracked, hands shaky. His face was flushed, eyes red and puffy.
Nights after nights of constant fighting. Making up. How half-assed Yamaguchi's responses were whenever Hinata tried to fix them.
"I'm so god damn tired, Tadashi! I'm tired of this fucking bullshit! I can't. I need a break. Just leave me alone."
Hinata stared Yams dead in the eye, before walking out on him. He glanced back, saying one more thing.
"I'll talk to you once you finally understand..."
And with that, the orange-haired male slammed the door behind him.
As Hinata walked away from the place he'd once call home. The place, he would cherish, where he felt loved inside the arms of another. He hummed softly and sadly underneath, as his legs picked up the pace. How he began to mutter out the song that his lover once sang to him, but as if they were over.
I like your eyes you looked awaywhen you pretended to care.
I like the dimples on the cornersof the smile that you wear.
You wore them more with him I knew and I was scared
I let myself fall deeper but I was prepared
I liked your shirt, the one I gave you
Can't forget how you smell
But now on different shoulders hangThe jacket I used to wear
I loved you for so longSometimes it's hard to bear
But after all this timeI wish you well from here
I loved you every minute, every second
I loved you everywhere and any moment
Always and forever was justFor a moment
'causeI was not the one I don't know how
I loved you till the last of snow disappeared
Missed you on the rainy days of the year
Never knew of pain like this
But I've got to know
Thought I loved you soWhy did you go?
I hate the way you let us go
Like it was all just nothing
I hate the way you hit the notes
But not the words I'm saying
I hate the little thingsLike when I'm unaware
I still remember how We broke so perfectly
Though sometimes when Life brings me down
Time can heal my heart
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My Time
FanfictionHeartbreak, love, euphoria, pain, anger, sadness, self-hatred. That's what you can call Hinata Shoyo. He had been broken overtime again, but when will it be his time? When will it finally be his time to shine? Hinata Harem Angst Fluff Smut *May con...