Baji Keisuke
- You understood he had a reputation of changing his mind on the flip of a coin. You knew it had happened to so many others before you. Why did you think you were special enough to change his core self?
- The late nights where he'd stumble in around 2am. The smell of cheap perfume and alcohol radiating off of him. It was a nightly occurrence that you learned to bite your tongue and ignore.
-"Shut up, m' too tired to deal with your shit." Anytime it would be brought up, immediately shot down. Baji can't even bring himself to deny seeing other people, in the dark of bars and alleys.
- This is how your life was with him, half hearted affection and empty words. Baji can barely stand to look you in the eyes anymore, his phone screen lighting up his face.
- "Kei, we need to talk." Words slip past as he walks in after another night at the bar. "Eh? M' too tired to do this, tomorrow." But you stood your ground. "No! Keisuke, we need to talk about us. Now."
- Those words sending a guilty swarm in his chest, but he bite his tongue and just stared at you, urging you to continue. "Do you even love me anymore? Do you even care about me? You spend more time with a new girl every night well I wait for you at home!"
- Big fat tears stream down your face, hiccupping you stare him down. "Do you even have anything to say for yourself, you fucking bastard! I stayed here every night trying to ignore the thoughts of you with someone else!"
- Baji can feel his heart break at the sight, but he chose to say nothing shifting his weight from foot to foot. He can't even retort what you're saying. He knows it true. It all is.
- Only when he hears those words Baji snaps back into reality, "What?" It was barely above a whisper, tears filling his tear line. "Get out of here Baji, I don't want to see you anymore, ever again at that. Go back to all of your hookups."
- He can't even fight anymore, hearing his last name come out of your mouth was the final strike. Turning on his heel, Baji makes his way to the door, "I'm sorry." a murmur falls from his lips as he closes the door.
- Collapsing to the floor, you curl into yourself letting tears run free. Unaware of Baji just outside, heart aching at the sound. Punching a wall, huffing as he watches blood run down his knuckles, "Fuck! Fuck Kei!" He yells at in agony; knowing he lost the best thing that could have ever come to him.
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