sour boy | suna rintarou (eng)

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Suna was on the floor once again.
The front door was closing with a big thud.
Yuki came running downstairs, joining me, his mother and his brother in the hall.
«Are you okay?» I hurried to ask, approaching Suna and helping him up.
«Yeah,» he mumbled, rubbing his back.
I looked at Mieko and she looked ten years older. Her eyes were filled with tears and her mouth was half-open, as if she was trying to say something but couldn't.
«What happened?» Yuki asked.
«I fell,» Suna lied.
Yuki looked around. «Where's dad?»
No one answered.
Suna took my hand. «I'll take you home.»
«Are you sure?» I asked softly.
«Yeah, let's go.»
I managed to quickly say goodbye to Yuki and Mieko, only to be dragged out by Suna. He guided me to his bike, handing me a windproof jacket he had picked up on his way out of the house.
«Rin, wait. You can't drive right now.»
«I know. Let's just get away from here. Please.»
He was angry. And he was sad. All I could do was nod and get on his motorcycle.

He drove for a couple of minutes, reaching a practically empty parking lot and stopping there. He sat down on the curb and took his head still covered by his helmet in his hands.
I removed the windproof jacket and helmet, then sat down next to him. I made him move his hands and removed his helmet as well, gently, then gave him a kiss on the forehead.
Suna leaned against my shoulder and said nothing, so I remained silent as well. I wanted to ask him what happened, if he was okay, if he was planning to go home or if he wanted to sleep over at my house... But I kept quiet. His hair was soft between my fingers and smelled like shampoo. I wondered if it was always like this in his house. I wondered if this boy, so good and sincere, really deserved to endure something like this even once. No, he certainly didn't.
Suna slowly raised his head. He stared straight ahead for a few seconds, then stood up.
«I'm calm now,» he said. «I'll take you home.»
I reluctantly stood up. I wanted him to talk to me, I wanted him to vent and let me help him, but I knew him and I knew that if I tried to enter his world uninvited, he would close the gates and strengthen the walls.

Suna drove without any particular trouble to my house. He walked me up to my room, not caring about the twins or my parents who had clearly just seen us. I was already starting to think of what excuse to make up for the morning, but at that moment I had something more important to focus on.
I took Suna's hands in mine and pulled him closer to me.
«Sorry,» he murmured and hugged me, tightly, like he never had before.
I held him close as well. «What are you apologizing for?»
Suna sighed, searching for words. «Me, in general.»
I felt a pang in my heart. I tried not to cry, and I succeeded. This boy, this wonderful boy, felt the need to apologize for the hurt he was suffering, when it should be the whole world that should have to apologize to him. Suna was so good that he felt guilty for letting me into his home, into his life, as if he had wronged me, when all I wanted was to be as close to him as possible.
«You have nothing to apologize for,» I whispered.
Suna slowly pulled away from our embrace and kissed my forehead. «It's not easy being with someone like me.»
«That's okay,» I agreed, «I'm not a walk in the park either.»
Suna laughed, an almost wistful laugh. «If we're going to do this thing, you have to swear to me that you'll let me do things in my own time like I'm going to do with you. I know you're scared, I'm scared too, but I want to give us a chance.»
My heart, which must have hated me that night for all the emotions I was making him feel, was beating wildly. Part of me wondered if this was really the right time to bring it up, while the other was completely convinced that there was no better time.
I stood up on my toes to give him a kiss and said, «Rin, I'm giving you a chance to hurt me real bad. I'm asking you not to do it. Whatever you want, I'll try to give it to you, but don't hurt me.»
Suna took my face in his hands and leaned his forehead against mine. «I promise.»
I let go a big sigh. I was terrified. And I was happy.
«Do you want to stay here tonight?» I asked him.
«I want to, but I can't leave Yuki and my mom alone.»
I nodded, «Let me know when you get home.»
Suna wore one of his usual smirks and said, «Already so obsessed with your boyfriend, [Y/n]-chan?»
I gave him the middle finger, but couldn't hold back a smile of my own.
Suna left, and I couldn't sleep all night.

Hi!
I'm already warning you that the next chapter isn't ready yet and I don't know when I'll have time to finish it, so next week I might delay the update a little bit. I hope you'll forgive me!
Until next time :)