𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 | ʰ. ʳⁱⁿᵈᵒᵘ [✓]

forty

Hana yawned for the nth time as she walked out the bathroom with the flavor of mint lingering in her mouth. Letting her feet take her to where the smell of food was coming from, she reached the kitchen of her hotel room.

"Good morning~," she greeted as she wrapped her hands around Rindou's stomach, giving him a back-hug. 

"You woke up pretty late today," he responded, his eyes not leaving the hot pan. "I'm kinda surprised that you can even walk right now," he laughed, making the latter yank his tiny ponytail.

"Are your ears fine though?," Rindou asked, peering over his shoulder to look at her tired state. They didn't know where the fuck the idea came from, but they decided to pierce their ears on the previous day. Rindou's ears were already pierced so he added a helix piercing on his left lobe, while Hana pierced hers normally. They even bought matching complementary earrings for the vibe. "Mhmm~ they feel fine," she responded, her humming causing vibrations against his skin.

"You should go back to your place for a while, don't you think?," Hana asked, closing her eyes as she leaned her face on his back.

A week. She's been staying at that same, old hotel room with Rindou for a straight week. And in that week, she experimented a lot on herself. "I'm gonna die anyway," was all she said to convince herself. 

Much to her surprise, no one came to visit her, or find her. No news from her mother, from Mitsuya, Sanzu, anyone. She even tried to call Haku several times, but never once did the boy answer.

"The fuck? Are you shooing me away?," He asked, sounding offended as he turned around once more to face the still sleepy Hana. "I swear Rindou, Ran will just appear all of a sudden to drag your ass home. You haven't left this hotel room for an entire week! Don't you have like work or something?" She asked, walking over to the dining table.

"Why're you minding him? He probably doesn't give a damn, and so should you," he retorted, placing the steaming bowl of udon in front of her. "I highly doubt that. He hates my very existence," she frowned, breaking her chopsticks apart.

A moment of silence surrounded them; only the sound of the noodles bumping into each other resonated within the room.

"How can you tell that my brother hates you? You haven't met even once since you woke up from your coma." 

She paused for a bit before continuing to eat. "Intuition, I guess." She responded, shrugging her shoulders. He was unsure, but he decided to drop the topic and continued to eat with her. 

"So.. are you going home?," Hana responded as she placed their dishes on the sink, starting to wash them. 

Rindou's sigh of defeat could be heard from behind. "I guess I'll come home for a little while," he gave in as he started wiping the table off. He really didn't want to go, but he felt the need to since he knew very well that it was probably hard for his brother, ruling around Roppongi alone.

"I'll leave after I take a shower. Are you fine being alone?" He asked as his hands snaked around her waist, tugging on her shorts and exposing the skin of her hips. "Wanna shower together--"

"Rindou." A stern call of his name was all it took for him to surrender. "Fine fine, whatever," he uttered as he playfully rolled his eyes, walking away and towards the bathroom.

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Hana sighed for the hundredth time as she stared blankly at the ceiling. It has been more than an hour since Rindou has left, but to her it felt like a year. If boredom could kill, she would've suffocated to death the minute the boy has left.