Why'd you only call me when you're high?

Prelude

Sanzu took a sip of whiskey before lighting another cigarette. He was alone at his apartment getting high as fuck and getting drunk as hell. Sanzu slowly felt the effects of pills and alcohol at the same time. He was starting to get crossfade.

It was his typical day. Managing the workloads of Bonten's transactions is draining that's why taking drugs is his way out to release the stress.

He stared at the overlooking view of the city lights. It was shining and burning in his eyes. It was second most beautiful sight he ever saw. The buildings, the busy streets, the cars that passed by, the lil noise from everywhere. It was soothing in his visual. More like it calms him down.

In the middle of getting lost in the reality Sanzu closed his eyes and the first thing that pops in his head is you.

Sanzu can't stop thinking about y/n. Every seconds, every minute, every hour, every day. All he could think of is how fucked up he is. How he fucked up his relationship with you.

Sanzu chuckled with that thought. Because there was you. There was him. But never an us.

It was starting to replay in his head the first day he met y/n. He can't help but to smile with the thought of you and him. The way you lick your lips unconsciously. The way you walk gracefully and not minding the eyes of everyone gawking at you. The way your eyes stare at him like you were reading his inner soul. The way you made the whole member of Bonten speechless. The way you made Mikey the most notorious person in the gang, respect you. The way you have the courage to stand for what you believe in.

And lastly, the way you made Sanzu Haruchiyo fell for you.

It was starting to get in him. All he could think about is you. Only if he had the courage to claim you it wouldn't be this hard for him. It wouldn't end like this.

He opened his eyes and took the phone across the table. He scanned his phonebook and click on your name. No matter how much he avoids you he just can't. He fucking can't.

He nervously put the phone on his ear, waiting impatiently for you to pick up his call.

"Come on, doll. Pick up my call." Sanzu bit his lips.

It was just ringing and ringing. Seconds later the call ended. You didn't answer the call. You didn't pick up your phone.

Sanzu grip on his phone and tossed his phone on the bed.

"Fuck." he cursed silently.

Sanzu wanted to lash out. He was beginning to be upset. He wanted you. He wanted to talk to you. He wanted to hear your precious voice. He wanted all of you. Just like how you also want all of him.

He stood up from his seat and was about to take another pill when his phone lit up. There was a message.

For a moment, Sanzu prayed to the Gods hoping it was you. Hoping you're also thinking about him the way he thinks of you.

He reach for his phone and Sanzu immediately smiled upon seeing your name on it.

It was a message from you. He eagerly opened it and he felt his whole world crushed down. All of the sudden Sanzu felt the drugs runs down in his system.

From: y/n
'Why'd you only call me when you're high?'

That's the phrase he hated the most and y/n knows it.

He hated it but still, you still said it.