Rain; Daisuke Kambe x Reader

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💴TW: Mentions of abuse, violence, and hints at suicide attempts💴

(Y/n)'s POV

How did I get here? The gray sky, swirling around. With the unusual sight it almost felt like a scene from a sappy movie. Though it hadn't quite started raining yet, there was a storm in my chest. It seemed just like yesterday he walked into the cafe I work in and brushed me off like a peasant. But here I was standing with him on the side of the road. Staring up at him as I panted heavily, the result of running away from him, his grip on my hand tight.

"Tell me Kambe!" I threatened, thrashing my arm from his grasp as it loosened, the hurt visible on his face from hearing his last name spew like venom past my lips. "When did you plan to tell me she was your fiancée?" Thunder cracked in the sky and I couldn't help but feel it was nature's way of saying that it was the end. This was the end. His silence hurt way more than Haru's angered confession just moments prior. I couldn't blame him, being a good friend for a couple of years. It probably hurt him to no end knowing I was falling in love with a taken person, who just.. let me fall. I had been open with him. I told him things I would have never told others. The abuse, the terrible, terrible things that I went through growing up. The trust issues, the solidarity of my life. The lack of trust I held for others. I told him it all over the course of our brief, one month, relationship. Why was I so stupid to give my heart to someone so easily? 

~Flashback~

"Is this why you don't wear your ring, Kambe?" The male in question's hand on my shoulder tightened.

"What do you mean Kato?" His deep voice chuckled as he tensed.

"You know what I mean!! Suzue told me everything!" Suzue? Don't I know that name? The world spun, time slowing as Daisuke tried brushing off the topic.

"Haru… Daisuke.. is it true?" My voice wavered, the idea startling me. I did know her. She stopped us a week or so ago after we played at an arcade. The day ending with us standing in the alley, two seconds from our first kiss. Daisuke told me she was his cousin. It made plenty of sense! How much she looked like him. I felt sick, barely registering Haru tell Daisuke something along the lines of "don't lead people on. Especially those close to him." But I didn't care to hear more, my legs ripping me from Daisuke's hand and away from them. I didn't care where I ended up, though I hoped it'd be home.

~Present~

Unlike my hopes however, Daisuke stood silent. His arm outstretched to hold me again, an indescribable look painting his features. This man, he wasn't Daisuke. The detective that used money to get his way, the cool and suave guy who taunted and gave me playful smirks the couple of months I hung around him. Though I did that all for Haru's sake, I knew my beloved friend was constantly angered by the male, and I was just trying to help, but I fell victim to his games of cat and mouse. And now more than ever, my heart raced like I was cornered. About to be swallowed whole, the loser of his stupid little game. Yet he stared down at me in such a way that said he lost. That I was cornering him, moving closer till he was inches from raging water below a cliff. Lighting shot across the sky, and no matter how it catches my attention, how I always took the time to admire it, I was too shocked to, as the tears swelling in his vibrant blue eyes were visible from the sudden flash of light. Rain instantly poured down upon us, nothing dainty. I could feel my clothes stick to me. The fancy suit always worn by the male clumping up on his figure as he weakly grabbed my hand.

"It's not true…" He finally mumbled. Voice deep and broken, trembling. "I don't love her, I never have." My brows furrowed. How do you just not love someone you're engaged to? The question echoed in my mind, intrigued, confused. "My grandmother arranged the marriage, I had no say so in it." He defended, lowering himself to look at me. I turned my head away, not wanting to see his face, knowing I'd be able to tell what was rain.. and what wasn't.

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