✓ 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 ── miya chinen .ᐟ

──── 05. a fight

❝ Do you like raisins? How do
you feel about a date? ❞

YOU HEAVED A sigh of relief after seeing Miya who got out from his skateboard. Relief washed over your body when you finally saw the male. You wipe your eyes, trying to remove the tears that were forming in the corners of your eyes.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?! It's already late at night!" The black-haired male scolded you. You pinched the bridge of your nose as you glared at him.

"Yeah, it's already late at night and yet you're still here!" You paused, feeling the air thicken as time passes. Miya was almost a workaholic, a perfectionist even. From drawing, to even proper punctuations in sentences, he wanted them flawless.

He had a tendency to even work until he was exhausted. His mom had told you about it when you first went to his house that he got it from his aunt and grandmother's side since both would work at late hours.

He looks at you, eyes squinted and confused.

"You didn't even reply to my messages! I was worried about you!" You cried, crossing your hands together. Your eyes started to water, feeling the burning tears form in your eyes. You blinked them away.

You were worried about Miya! He could have died for all he knew. Your chest started to hurt, not being able to catch a breath properly. You let out a breath, looking away from Miya.

Miya gritted his teeth, trying to hold in his boiling anger.

"I thought you went somewhere! You could have gotten hurt." You said, voice breaking a bit. You cared for Miya.

You needed him to be safe because he was the second best thing to happen aside from your skating career. You take hold of his hand, but was harshly swatted away by Miya.

"Miya?"

"Y/n, I'm tired okay? Can we just talk about this tomorrow?" He said as calmly as he could, picking up his skateboard and his bag. It was already getting late. Both of you still had your curfews and needed to get home as soon as you could.

You took his hand again.

"Just plea-" Your hand was pushed away by Miya with full force this time, making you pull back and caress it.

"Why are you always so worried about me? Huh? I'm okay, see!" He spreads his arms, showing no bruises and no harm.

"You don't need to always be concerned of where my location is!"

"You weren't responding to my texts! Something could have happened to you. Langa and SHADOW said you weren't with them." You said back with the same anger Miya gave you. You were about to talk back again when you saw his eyes, dripping in anger already. He seems like he was on the brim of even hurting you.

"It's not your responsibility to text me every minute and expect a reply, I do other shit, Y/N!" He shouted at you, furiously dropping his board on the ground.

"I'm not a child, Y/N!" The burning anger that emitted from his eyes scared you.

He could never hurt you, right?

You stepped back, taken a back and scared that he could do more than expected. You started to become uncomfortable, making you rub the part of your hand that Miya had slapped away.

Miya stared down at you, making the situation even worse.

"So? Got nothing else to say?" Tears started to form from the corners for your eyes, until they finally spilled.

"That's not what I want! I was worried! You even lied to me. You said you would be with Langa and SHADOW but you weren't."

"Oh, So I'm the villain now because I lied! Stop this bullshit Y/N!" He shouted, his voice echoing through the entire place.

"What kind of shit is this? You don't want me to be anywhere. What do you need me to do? You always with me anywhere? Even in the fucking restroom? Is that what you want!" He took a step forward, making you back away.

He was never like this.

Did he finally crack?

"I just wanted you to be safe!"

"Bullshit!" He shouted, stepping on the end of his skateboard which made it jump and fall on the ground.

"Y/N, why the hell are you so clingy?"

Those words, they stabbed you. You weren't clingy. You were never. How could he say that? You grit your teeth in anger, making you push the male in the chest.

"I am not clingy you ass! I will never be." Miya only scoffed at what you said.

What kind of trick was she playing, he thought.

"Stop trying to manipulate me! You are and just accept that!" Tears started spilling more from your eyes as you aggressively wiped them off.

"I'm not trying to manipulate you! I'm just worried because you never ignored my messages or calls! Why? Am I not allowed to be worried about you?!" You let out a bitter chuckle, lifting your head up to look at him straight to the eyes. Miya was shocked, his eyes widened as he saw the dried stain of tears on your cheeks.

He never made you cry before.

Inhaling the cool air to compose yourself. You gave him one last glare before turning your back at him and started walking.