𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙬𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢 | 𝘬. 𝘬𝘰𝘻𝘶𝘮𝘦 [HIATUS]

𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐳𝐞 | 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒

⚠️FOUL LANGUAGE WARNING⚠️

『𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮』
❝a heart unacquainted with love❞

"Shiori-san, can ya exaggerate yer vowels more? Particularly the O's and A's," Y/N comments as she stops the music from below the stage. The president gives her a thumbs-up and signals for Y/N to play the music from the start of the scene. "Alright, let's do this part again," she announces and rewinds the music, Shiori and Shinji start singing their lines.

With only a week away from the Nationals, Y/N is busier than ever. She had refused her friends and Takeshi's invitations to hang out, choosing to spend her free time lounging around the house or catching up on sleep. She'd been stressed and sometimes skips out on lunch or breakfast as she runs to the auditorium, rehearsing with her clubmates. Fortunately, the twins or Suna would bring her meat buns and onigiri after every practice, somehow managing to live for another day.

Although this time, it was Takeshi who visited her. "Hey, Y/N," the girl shifts her head to look for the voice calling out to her. Realizing it was Takeshi, she gives him a tired smile before walking to him. "Are ya okay? Did ya eat already?" she shakes her head 'no' and squeezes his hand, trying to reassure him. "I'll buy ya somethin' ta eat. What would ya like?"

"Onigiri please," she whispers, resting her head on his chest as she heaves a sigh. "No actually, jus' stay like this. 'Samu will bring me my bento later," Takeshi hums a response and remains in that position, occasionally rubbing circles on her back.

"Do ya wanna hang out later? Ta help relieve yer stress," Y/N sighs and mutters a small 'no', slightly disappointed. "Sorry, I hafta edit the audio one last time. I'll be catchin' up on my sleep, too." Takeshi doesn't say anything and continues comforting the girl in his arms, secretly hoping to get more of this rare moment in the future.

A little later, Shiori calls for the members and Y/N has to part from Takeshi's embrace. She meets his eyes and smiles lightly, "See ya later, Takeshi." The guy nods at her, letting her walk away from him and towards the stage. Only seconds have passed but he is already longing for Y/N's touch, his desire growing by the minute. His head hangs low as he leaves the auditorium, disappointed and melancholic.