Did it Hurt? (Keisuke Baji x Reader)

Epilogue

"Did it hurt?"

"When I fell from heaven? Kei, you already said that many times."

"No. I already realized you didn't came from heaven. I was about to ask if did it hurt when you tried to swim in a lava pool in hell. "

A lady with [H/C] hair gritted her teeth as she heard her husband's words. Covering her daughter's ears as she glare at her husband, she dedicated a whole song full of profanities to her long-haired husband.

"Bitch, we both know you didn't came from heaven." The husband continued, oblivious to the fact that red flames are currently burning at the wife's eye.

And it's safe to say, that what came after isn't for the eyes of children.

                              
                            
                         
              
                         

"AHHH!!! KEISUKE!!!"

The long-haired man's wife yell, making him rush to the kitchen. She's currently making a dinner for their family of three, her, her husband, and their lovely child, when she just suddenly let out an inhuman shriek.

"Bitch, what?"

"MY FINGERS!!!! MY FINGERS!!! MY FINGERS!!!!"

Hearing that, the man rushed to her side. In a panic, he grabbed a sewing kit. "Did you chopped it? We can still sew it."

When the lady heard that, she can't help but place her hand at her waist and frown, sending a deadpan look at her husband. "Wow nice. Still a delinquent Tarzan, I see."

"Bitch, just let me see the wound." He scolded, walking to her and taking her hand. When he saw her wound, he can't help but frown. "Seriously, Y/n? It's just as big as an ant bite." He said, seeing that the wound isn't even a centimeter big. It's clear to the naked eye that it isn't even deep, it's not even bleeding.

The lady with [H/C] hair rolled her eyes and slapped her husband's hand. "Ant bite and injection hurts the same, idiot."

          
       

                         
              
                         

"Remember, when we were younger?" Keisuke Baji muttered, holding his wife's hand and using the other to carry their child. It was a lovely noon. The park is filled with people admiring the manmade lake and buying cotton candies at some stall. Some children chase each other, busy with a game of tag. And the Baji family, like others, are just spending their time with their love ones.

It's a lovely day.

"Remember, when you fell into coma...," Keisuke Baji continued reminiscing, halting his steps making his wife do the same. He held her hand tighter like the way he used to do when they're younger. He faced her and memorized every sculpted features of her, smiling in relief realizing that she's here, and it's really her who's here beside him. "Man, you scared me back then. I thought I'll never have the chance to say those words I promised you."

His wife just smiled. It's rare to see her husband like this, being romantic and all. She's more used seeing this delinquent Tarzan cussing and going to gang fights.

Her husband let out a sigh and held her hand tighter, looking at her directly in the eyes and smiling. "L/n Y/n, babe, hon, bun, baby, darling, love, honeybuchcherrycakelemonpiesweetiepieabunjingbunjing--"

"What the fuck, Keisuke?" Y/n laughed, covering their daughter's ears.

Baji Keisuke can't also help but to laugh. Aye, Nothing changed. He can still make her laugh. She'll still laugh by the smallest things.

Smiling serenely, his gaze softened as he look at her [E/C] eyes, the same eyes he thought he'll never see again. "Bitch...," He said it as if it's the sweetest of all nicknames, as if it doesn't mean a female dog. "I love you and I wouldn't mind sharing my yakisoba with you or getting my ass whooped by your stupid math textbook."

Any woman who heard those words will naturally feel their knees go weak, the centipedes in their stomach crawl, and smile softly at the man who said it. L/n Y/n is no different. She can't help but to smile at her husband, Keisuke Baji, grateful that she married the right idiot.

"Stupid. A simple 'I love you' will do." Y/n said as she caressed his cheek, smiling as his eyes bore to her. Stepping closer and inching nearer, the corner of her lips lifted higher. "I love you too."
 

                            
                            
                         
              
                         

                              
                            
                         
              
                         
   
         

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"That was you dream about?" Draken asked Mikey who have an empty look in his eyes. It's been happening for 10 years now. Mikey will have constant dreams of his best friend and his best friend's first love and whenever he dreamed about them, he'll tell about it to Draken.

Today is no different. He dreamed about the two unfortunate lovers once again.

"Yes. I dreamed about him and Y/n. They look happy." He continued, staring blankly at nothing as he think about his two friends.

L/n Y/n, at the young age of 17, died of Congenital Insensitivity to Pain with Anhidrosis.

Baji Keisuke, 17 years old, died by a self inflicted wound during a gang fight in Shibuya.

"What happened next?" Draken asked, gazing at Mikey who's still not showing any emotions.

Mikey looked up after hearing that, folding his hands and ready to narrate again. "They held each other's hand." He narrated, trying hard to remember what happened in the dream. Closing his eyes and visualizing the events—— he can still see it. The Tokyo Manji President can still see it. "And Y/n-san said one word."

"What word?"

                              
                            
                         
              
                         

"Warm."