This is my first time writing so it's probably going to be terrible but anyways...
this is a Tokyo Revengers x reader but mainly Mitsuya x reader
Manga spoilers ahead (so you've been warned)
Cover art not mine - credits to the artist (if you know wh...
It had been two weeks since Keisuke's death. After I got out of the hospital I had gone to see my father and he agreed to support me financially so I could move out into my own apartment. I couldn't be in that house knowing Keisuke wasn't there. Keisuke's mother was having a hard time, as any mother who lost their only child would. I hadn't told her I was moving out. She had just stayed in her room the whole time since she found out, so I had collected my things and taken them to my new place. It wasn't exactly a small apartment, it was like an open-planned studio/loft apartment with a bedroom (if you could call it a bedroom) above it. I guess Keisuke had mentioned to our father something about wanting a studio for me so I had room to do my art.
Like this but smaller.
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I had finished moving in before the funeral. Most of Toman was there but no one talked to me much other than to give me their condolences. Even when I had arrived back at the Baji household with Keisuke's mum she hadn't noticed that my room had been cleared out. So I just took one last look in Keisuke's room before leaving.
After the funeral, I didn't talk to anyone from Toman or associated with them. Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Emma and Hina kept calling me but I hadn't answered any of them. I also hadn't been back to school, so I guess they had called my father because he had enrolled me in a new one. Not like he cared if I went or not.
I hadn't painted or drawn since that day either. How could I? Keisuke and my real mum were the ones that supported me doing art and yet they were now both gone. Maybe it was a sign for me to stop.
What was I supposed to do without Keisuke?
For some reason on this day when I had woken up, I felt like I had to go see Keisuke. I got dressed and ready, leaving the only place I had known for the past two weeks, even though it had felt so foreign to me, and I left to go see Keisuke.
It was weird being outside, walking down the streets. My eyes burned from the sun that I hadn't seen in what felt like forever. I never knew walking could be so hard.
I arrived at the graveyard and I could see someone at Keisuke's grave so I stood far away so they couldn't see me as I watched them. I realised who it was once they had started talking through their sobs. I stood there listening, "Baji-san. Saying 'thank you'... That's not fuckin' fair... what am I supposed to do... from now on?!" I heard footsteps behind me but didn't bother to turn around. I just watched Chifuyu cry.
