Sweethearts (MaleReader x K/DA Ahri)

Chapter 16

Trace was fast asleep when I came home. Luckily... because if she saw the face I'm wearing right now she would not let me go to bed without hearing it. That and I would have complained to her anyway - I think I should let this one simmer.

What else is there to do? I can't just chase after her leaving my family behind and I don't want to throw away everything these past few days have been dedicated to.

Ahri... why does this have to be this difficult?

My phone vibrates in my pocket, a message from her, it is as if she was reading my mind. I ignore for a moment just to tear off my layers and take a shower. Right now my mood is nothing but negativity and I don't want to talk to her when I am like that.

I would say that the shower worked wonders but my negativity all just ended up being turned into annoyance and frustration.

Like... why the fuck do things always need to be this fucking hard?! Is it really to much to ask to have a moment's respite? To just have something go my way without it ultimately blowing up in my face?

I guess not.

Crashing into bed I reach for my phone, the light almost blinding me, I read the text, "Hey lemme know when u are home."

I roll over on my back, holding the phone overhead, "Whts up?"

Instead of a text, the phone starts to ring, with a deep breath I answer the phone.

"Hey."

"You sound terrible," she gives a weak laugh, "You okay? Akali kind of beat me from telling you about the news."

"I mean it really is something."

The call grows quiet for a few seconds, "I am sorry. At the moment I was so happy about everything just being manageable that I forgot about everything else. The realization hit me as soon as I started with my work today and honestly... I feel terrible."

"That makes two of us," I give a surprised laugh, "But I guess all that is left to make the most of what time we have before... you know."

"Everything is just everywhere," she sighs, "But I don't care about work right now. I just want to take my mind off of all of that. Even if it is only for a little while."

"I am in a complaining mood, so if you want to let it out I am right here," I smile to myself.

"Aren't you tired? I know I am but I doubt I will be sleeping in the state that I am right now."

"Happens to the best of us, and they happen to be us. Do you at least know how long you will be on tour?"

"A year at the most, listen... (Y/N)... I know I owe you details but I don't want to talk about it right now... please? I just want to pretend for a bit. Pretend that everything is going my way," it sounded like she begging with her entire life.

"Sure," I set aside my own issues for a bit, "I could tell you about this shit I went through at the army?"

"Mhmm," she says in a tired tone.

From the stupidest shit to the funniest things we have done. Whether that being spending all the taxpayer money in a terrible fashion or pissing off the nearest commanding officer at the risk of sending you and your platoon out for a nice little walk at four in the morning.

I think about the worst times, spending nights doing wilderness training and days trying not to puke my guts out.

It was all an experience that I am glad I went through but given a second chance I would avoid it. Well... just boot camp. I have never hated someone more in my life until I was done with that shit.

"Well, I can at least say I watched your debut as a pop star."

"You did?" she asks, "It feels like so long ago."

"It was. I mean there was a chance I could throw the 'I used to sleep with her' card but I knew they were going to chew me out the moment I said a word," I laugh.

"(Y/N)..."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks... I feel loads better already," I hear her yawn over the phone, "Listen... I don't know what to do. I wanted to suggest something but I know you can't. Trace is your only family and I don't want to leave you with the choice of having to choose between me and her."

"I don't want to have to make it either," I let out a sigh, "But hey, if we manage to make it work between the two of us, I can bring Trace and we could visit one of the shows."

"I will make sure to give you the schedule," she then asks, "I know this might be too soon for us. But if you could... if we could have a chance again, would you take it?"

"In a heartbeat."

"At least one of us are very confident about it, but I'd like to believe that too," she then suggests, "I guess... the only thing left for us to do is see where this goes and make the most of what time we have."

"Don't say it like one of us are dying," I roll my eyes, "But yeah. Best to do that and keep in contact till I see you again."

"Well... our last show will be here in this city."

"Are you telling me to buy front row tickets?" I then furrow my brow, "Knowing the music community those are already sold out."

"Don't be silly," she then yawns again.

"It is about time we get some sleep, don't you think?"

"Hmm, we can talk  a little bit longer..."

As expected the little bit longer didn't last long until she was completely unresponsive. I keep the call going for another ten minutes just to be sure before I went to bed myself.

We are both on the same page but... it's just so unfortunate.

I guess we really are going to have to pretend that we have all the time in the world. I dread the feeling of just getting back with her only to send her off. It comes with the fact of what do I choose... family or love?

I know Trace would understand and try to make it happen in fear that I turn out as he did. I don't want that to be the case.

Waking up the next morning earlier than I should, I spot Trace sitting in the kitchen stirring her coffee.

"You look like shit," I remark.

She groans in response, "I feel like it. Who would have thought that trying to fix your sleeping pattern was this hard? I went to bed earlier with even less sleep. Ended up falling asleep for two hours and then spent most of the night on my phone," she yawns as she finishes her sentence.

"You want me to call in sick for you?"

She shakes her head, "Nah. I got tests coming up so I'd rather try just to slug through the day till I pass out around ten'ish. Please stop me from taking a nap when I get home."

I nod, "Will do."

She downs her coffee, I can only imagine what her stomach must feel like after that one. She gives me a weak wave before grabbing her bag and leaving for school. I have plans to meet Ahri so I should be home before she comes back.