"Father…" the old man that is using the wheelchair perks up upon hearing his son-in-law's voice, calling him. "What is it, Ritsuka-?" The boy with the whited hair named Ritsuka, pointed his finger toward a certain house where a certain girl is standing in front of it, as if she is waiting for someone. "She is always standing there, as if waiting for someone" ritsuka stated, making the old man frown a little "i also saw the way she bought a lot of groceries last week. She live alone"
The wind made the girl's haired sway a little, showing her prettiness and Ritsuka noticed the way her earring on her right ear jiggled whenever the wind hit her. "Hey, ritsuka…" the old man called the boy's name, making him hum in response. "Do you think Itsuki would be back today-?" Ritsuka froze for a moment and if the old man turned his face toward Ritsuka, maybe he would cry.
Lucky for ritsuka, the old man didn't turn his face toward him at all. Faking his expression, he chuckles "of course she will come back one day-!" Ritsuka pushes the wheelchair, ignoring the way his father keeps glancing at the (h/c) girl who is waiting patiently for someone to come home and say…
"I'm home-!"
She yawned upon noticing the way wind kept blowing, swaying herself. "When will waka come back…" she rubs her eyes. Slowly, she glanced through the open door of her house, to the dining table where she prepared her lover's favourite food plus, she had a lot of lollipops for wakasa. Sighing, she smiled "I will wait for you, here" she said and sat on the floor, in front of the door slowly leaning to the wall. Her eyelids keep growing heavier each second, until she finally let it close
"Ritsuka, how about we invite the girl before-?" Ritsuka accidentally made a lot of meals, forgetting the fact that itsuki wouldn't come back. "Good idea, father" he went outside, and searched for the girl figure. Only to find it lying on the floor, snoring softly. Smiling, he shakes her shoulder softly "hey, hey. Father invites you to our lunch. Do you want to join-?" Groaning, she rubs her eyes and tries to stand up. "Damn, seeing your faces and haired, i thought you are wakasa but hearing your voice, i guess you are not him" she went inside and keep her lover's favourite meal inside the fridge
Ritsuka enters the house by bringing the girl "father, she here-!" Ritsuka called his father's name and the old man smiled. "Come here young girl and eat with us" she smiled sheepishly and nodded her head "fine with me uhhh… Grandpa" the old man chuckles upon hearing the way that girl called him.
"Thanks for the food" three of them say in unison before digging in. Eating quietly, the old man decided to break the silence. "I noticed you always brought a lot of groceries back from the store. Aren't you living alone-?" The girl stop munching and raised her head while smiling
"I live with someone that i loved-
"When was the last time he came home-?" The question makes ritsuka stop munching, slowly raising his gaze toward the (h/c) girl who's biting her lips unconsciously.
Maybe.. Just maybe… She is holding her tears
"Well… Uhh" she scratch her head nervously "maybe 10 years ago-?" Ritsuka slammed the table harshly, making a fork fall to the floor, making clunking sound.
"YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR HIS RETURN FOR 10 YEARS-?! WHAT IF HE'S CHEATING ON YOU-?! DO YOU STILL BELIEVED IN HIM-
"ritsuka"
The old man's voice makes his rage disappear in an instant, slowly pulling his chair back and mumbles an apology. "Ritsuka… Is your name right-? Why are you saying that he is cheating on me-? You are not wakasa. You are ritsuka. So how could you say such a thing…" ritsuka bit his lip and tighten his grip on his spoon before mumbling
"Itsuki.."
The name that made the (h/c) girl jolt slightly on her chair, quickly covered it by shifting a little on her chair. "Itsuki also left me 10 years ago because he found someone better than me. And what if that person is wakasa-?" Ritsuka glare the girl named (y/n)
"No. He wouldn't cheat on me. I know that for sure" ritsuka approaches the girl, ignoring the old man's existence and pulls her collar harshly "how could you be so sure-?" He asks sarcastically, waiting for her answer when he notices the way she avoids his gaze.
"I know he is cheating on you because-
"Ritsuka, that's enough" the old man scolded him, preventing him from explaining. "I'm sorry father" he released the girl's collar and went to his room without utter a word
"(Y/n), you sure are a kind girl"
