CIGARETTE DAYDREAMS, kyoya ootori ✓

ㅤㅤ ⁰⁴⁴: you haven't even apologized

February 21

Hanae's chest felt heavy as she walked into the place she had called her home only months before.

Her eyes landed on the empty spot where her piano used to be and she felt her stomach sink.

Everything felt different.

"I can hold him." Kyoya gestured, but she shook her head.

"No... no it's alright." She pulled her child closer towards her chest.

"Hanae you just gave birth, it's okay to hand him over. You must be exhausted."

"No, it's okay. Where's he going to sleep?"

"I had a nursery set in yesterday while you were in the hospital... or he can sleep with us."

She closed her eyes, 'us'?

He wanted her to sleep in the same bed as him?

"Do you have a baby monitor?"

He nodded.

"The nursery should be fine, then." She whispered, as the baby cooed in her arms.

"I can take him, you can head back to our room."

She tensed up and held him tighter.

"Hanae, it's okay. I can call in a night nurse, if you want." He scowled as he tried to reach for the child again.

"I don't want a stranger near him."

"You're tired, go to sleep." He said one last time before managing to take the child from her arms.

With downturned eyes she made the painful walk to what used to be her and Kyoya's bedroom.

Her eyes landed on the bed and she felt a flash of heat in her chest.

In the end she'd been right all along.

She swallowed the dry lump in her throat, as she thought of the way he used to hold her, the way he used to kiss her and tell her he loved her, the way he would hold her down and tell her she was everything he ever wanted.

Did he tell Ren those things too?

"He's asleep, I just set him down and he was out like a light."

She only blinked when she realized she was digging her nails into her palm.

She took a sharp breath.

She had to let it go, she wasn't going to bring her up.

She wasn't going to bring her up.

"Where is she?" She deadpanned.

"She's gone, I told her to leave."

"How long ago?"

There were a couple of seconds of silence.

"How long ago?"

"Hanae,"

Her hands landed on the bed's footboard.

"Was she here yesterday?" Her voice was weak, and her eyes were already stinging.

His voice felt like it shattered through the thick atmosphere.

"Yes." He tried to take a step towards her but she held a hand out, warning him to not come any closer.

Hot tears dropped down her face on to the carpet as she struggled to breathe.

"How–How could you do this to me?"

"Please lay down." He tried to touch her but she shoved him away.

"No, how could you do this at me!"

"Hanae!"

"You–You slept with her! After you promised me, after you swore to me that you had nothing to do with her!"

"You're acting as if you didn't roll around in bed with Hideo, right under my roof!" He yelled, making her dizzy with rage.

"I never cheated on you! But you, you brought that woman into our home." She felt her voice catch in her throat. "You–You called me a whore... a prostitute, and you haven't even apologized for it."

He kept a calm face as he looked down at her.

"You're not going to say anything?" She shoved him back. "Don't you regret anything? Don't you regret fucking her, while I had to go through my pregnancy alone, like a dog?"

When his back hit the wall, she continued to hit him until her hands ended up trembling against his chest.

"How could you treat me like that? How could you do that to me?" She took a deep breath against his shirt, too weak to care. "You said, you loved me, how could you do that to me?"

"Of course I love you!" He yelled before grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look him in the eye. "Do you think we'd still be married, if I didn't love you?"

"I trusted you when you told me you never cheated on me with Ren," She grabbed his hands locking them in place against her face. "Why can't you trust me?"

"Hanae, there's no use denying it!" He raised his voice pushing her away. "I'm willing to accept you and your child–"

"Our child! He looks just like you, you fucking idiot!" She turned her back to him. "I'm sick of this, I'm sick of you. Tomorrow we're going to get a paternity test, and afterwards, we're done..."

"What are you talking about?"

She didn't even turn back to face him.

"We're getting a divorce."