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An: If you already have short hair pretend that you have long or idk

Readers p.o.v

It's been a few months since the picnic, maybe a year since this all started. I don't really know, it's not like I keep track of the days, I like to live in the now.

I took a pair of scissors from the bench and cut away at my newly dyed dark hair, leaving a good amount of hair at my shoulders.

"Hey Y/n- woah" Bf/n exclaimed as she walked in. I looked at her through the mirror I found in the attic. "What?" I deadpanned her.

She took a few steps back and said "You-you look good" and then walked out. "Weirdo" I snarked at her.

I put the scissors down and took one last look in the mirror 'I'm looking a bit pale..huh' I thought to myself then walked out.

"Y/n can you help me!?" I heard Suna yell out. "Okay!" I yell back.

-timeskil till after helping him-

"You have oil on your hands, go wash them." Suna pointed at them. I walked off with no effort trying to answer him.

Suna p.o.v

'What's with her? Did I say something? No, shes been like this for a long time. I'll talk to her about it, after all she's my mate.' I thought to myself feeling a little down.

-timeskip to dinner-

"Thanks for the food."

"So, duck and salad for dinner. Looks nice" I said trying to make a conversation.

"I know right! Tell me I'm the best!" Bf/n yelled. "Haha well you are the best bf/n, the best cook" I laughed.

I looked at y/n, she just sat there with no emotion, not even trying to pick up her fork.

"Hey baby what's up?" I tried to console her, but she got up and walked out instead. This is gonna be hard.

Readers p.o.v

"Don't follow me Suna." I shoved him back. "Stop it, please."

"What's wrong? You don't look too good. Come here." Suna held his arms out.

"I-I can't." I teared up. I begged him not to come any closer. Instead he came anyway and held me in his arms and hugged me tightly. "Don't please" I gasped.

"Tell me what's going on please, you're breaking my heart." He sighed. My heart broke
, I caved.

"I hate it here. You're not the same and bf/n is being such an attention seeker. She was trying to steal you from me." I sobbed into his chest.

He patted my head. "What do you mean? I'm still the same, I've always loved you and I'd never leave you for bf/n. Don't worry."

I looked up at him for security. "I can't stand it here. I want to leave, now. I need to go back."

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