Goodbye head

Goodbye head - Nanami X Reader

Putting my phone away, I rested my elbows on the counter and exhaled, frustrated, "He's going to be late," I said. As I took the glass of wine Nanami was handing me, he added, "Again,". As much as I was disappointed that my boyfriend was missing on our time together, I laughed at Nanami's remark. He was right, but what else could I do? Cry about it? Not for him, no.

There was no reason to make a big deal out of it, it wasn't unusual for him to get delayed on our free nights together, a few other times he wouldn't even come. At this point, I was more surprised to have him there at all, than to receive his messages filled with "sorry's" and "it won't happen again", hours after he was supposed to pick me up or meet me. Even tonight, Nanami had to come pick me up since my boyfriend wasn't there on time and had borrowed my car.

Raising my glass towards Nanami, he mirrored it a moment before taking a sip and focusing back on the pan in front of him as he cooked, "Well, it's you and me once again," I scoffed with a smile, that I tried hard to keep up and not let it get to me. Twirling the glass in my hand, I got lost in the dark red liquid, thinking of what to do next. The efforts I was putting into this relationship were not reciprocated at all, I was giving more than receiving, and I was past the point of getting disappointed.

"Something on your mind?" Nanami's voice brought me back to earth and I straightened my back with a nervous laugh. I looked at him, then at my drink, then at him again, then chugged the wine down and said, in one breath, "You know what? Yeah, did you know that when he fucks me, he says 'Get out, get out'? Like- what's that about? The bitch just got in, it doesn't make sense," Nanami quirked a brow, the smallest of smiles on his face. Wiping his hands on his apron, he rolled up his sleeves a bit higher before putting the pastas in the water. "Are you sure that's what he's saying?" His tone made it seem like he had a suggestion.

Frowning, I asked him to go on. "Maybe he's saying Geto, it's a bit closer and I know they were close... I think they're still friends," He trailed off, walking around the kitchen to get some spices and adding them to the pan, all while talking. I had to give it a thought a moment, weighing his words. Could it be? He never really explained why he went out, I always thought it was sorcerer business and did not give it more mind. But now that Nanami mentioned it, it made sense. I waited for him to put the wine bottle on the counter then took it by the neck and chugged a few gulps before chuckling.

"You're saying he's cheating on me with the hipster dude?" I scoffed dryly, drinking some more, my grip on the bottle tightening. "We're not sure though... Right?" I argued, more to myself than to Nanami, trying to convince myself. I don't know why I was willing to give him a chance, I knew the moment I got together with him he wasn't the settling type. Twirling the base of the bottle on the counter, I was thinking, should I break it off now or wait until we're home, and until we've talked... "I don't think he's worth you getting sad over him, if that's what's going on," I heard Nanami real close to me as he gently took the bottle from my hand and took a sip too. Less desperate than mine.

Smacking my lips together, I sucked in my teeth and turned around, looking at Nanami with a determined expression. This was the straw that broke the camel's back, "You're right, he's shit. He doesn't even fuck that well," I huffed, hopping on the counter while Nanami stirred the pastas.

"Is that so? He prides himself in that, if he hears you say that he'll probably break down," "There is no pride in being the worst," I spat. That's when I felt like ruining this man, or at least his credibility in that department. Giving Nanami a look, I took a deep breath and started listing, raising a finger at each thing, "He only fucks me from behind, I've never seen this man's face during sex. Oh! And he says the condom doesn't feel good, well sorry you think your raw-fucking feels good?" I paused when Nanami handed me my glass, he had filled it up and was smiling, chuckling slightly too as he nodded for me to follow him so that we could talk on the couch.