Notifications should be off on all of Itachi's social media. Being a famous person means you get a lot of DMs, follows, and likes. But this one notification seemed to slither through.
His phone dings while he's practicing. The room echoes with the reverberating sound of the piano keys. Thunderous, like a storm over the crashing waves of an ocean.
It dings again, and this time he stops. His fingers fall from the piano. He looks to his phone from across the room. Sliding off the bench, Itachi grabs his phone off the charger.
He sees three notifications.
"Twinkles_ hearted your video!"
"Twinkles_ follows you. Follow them back!"
"Twinkles_ hearted your post!"
Itachi furrows his brow and opens his notifications. Once again, he turns them off. How they got back on, he'll never know. He clears all of his messages but more show up.
"Twinkles_ hearted your post!"
"Twinkles_ hearted your post!"
"Twinkles_ hearted your video!"
"You should follow Twinkles_ back!"
"Twinkles_ hearted your video!"
He could've sworn he just turned off his notifications for Pinsta, and yet, here they are. Bright pink and in his face. He clicks on one of them.
An account he's never seen before pops up. This account is full of nature pictures and food photos, but nothing much about the owner in the first 20 posts. He scrolls further.
Still, not a single selfie.
Itachi wonders if he knows this person. Wonders how they found him amongst all the other millions of accounts, whether they're a fan or just someone who enjoys music like him. Maybe they're one of his little brother's groupies.
He scrolls further and nearly misses one amongst the book recommendations and baked goods. He clicks on it.
What sits before him is the woman he met weeks ago. The woman who spilled coffee all over his good shirt. Who cried when she wailed those famous words that echo inside his head nonstop.
He scrolls up frantically, anxiety settling inside of him. The need to know her name swells. He gets to the top, not noticing the edges of his mind clouds with stars.
Her name isn't there.
He should've known since the age of the internet makes people more cautious with sensitive information such as that. But still, he's disappointed.
Twinkles, he muses, thinking the name is endearing for the woman he met. How cute.
Itachi taps the Follow Back button.
He returns to the piano, creating a lighter, daintier melody.
...
Itachi relaxes with Izumi in the bath. It's one of those sweet nights where they just enjoy one another's company.
Lit candles are their only source of light. Rose petals decorate the floor and bath. Rhythm and blues play out through a speaker while they both sip from bubbly wine.
The bath is big enough for two. Hell, with the income Itachi has, it's big enough for four people. The jacuzzi bathtub is something that Izumi desperately wanted for their 6th anniversary, and that's what Itachi gifted to her. Now they have spent ten beautiful years together, four of which have included this very tub.
Itachi massages her leg and foot, watching how her toes curl from the ticklish touches.
"Itachi," she says, gaining his attention. "We didn't go to your family's dinner today."
He smiles, looking away. "I told them I was sick and couldn't come. You seemed stressed the last time we went over."
Izumi lowers her gaze as well. "I'm sorry. I know how much you love your family..."
Itachi shrugs. "I love you more. And I'd rather not keep you in agitating environments. I'll be spending the rest of my life with you, not them."
Guilt bubbles in her gut. Everyone has an obligation to family, and she doesn't want to keep Itachi away from his just because of her feelings.
He sets her leg back in the water and raises the other one. His hands work wonders, releasing the tension she feels.
"Itachi... you're too kind."
Their inside date continues. Itachi makes dinner for them both and then sets up a movie for them to watch. Izumi cuddles up next to him on the couch, her entire body in his embrace.
The movie begins, and his phone dings. "I hope it's not work," he says, grabbing it from the stand behind him. He pulls it to his face. Izumi, still on his chest, eyes glued to the intense action scenes.
"Twinkles_ posted for the first time in several months! Give them a heart!"
Itachi feels conflicted. The notification shouldn't be on, but he's glad it is. Twinkles, the girl he's been obsessed with since that fateful meeting.
He clicks the notification, instantly being transported to the post she made. It's a selfie. Those are rare on her account, but seeing her face brings butterflies to his stomach.
He smiles and hearts it. He swipes to the next photo of Twinkles and another man. The guy has long brown hair and hugs her tightly like they're close friends.
His gut drops.
Quickly, he logs out of his professional account and logins into his private account: Crow_Master. He follows her account again so that he can monitor it privately. His managers control his professional account, hindering how much freedom he has.
At least this way, he can heart and comment as much as he pleases on Crow_Master. Maybe even slide into her messages.
"Is it work?" Izumi asks with a yawn. "Tell them to fuck off."
Itachi chuckles. "I will."
Instead, he peruses Twinkles' account.
Liking and commenting on everything.
...
From her depression nap, [Name] rises. The first thing she grabs is her phone. The bright screen blinds her, forcing her eyes closed once again until they adjust to the light.
She rubs the crust from her eyes and sits up. Hundreds of bright pink notifications pop up all at once, making her phone ding like crazy. The frown on her face deepens even more as she clears them all away.
She doesn't bother with it.
The climb out of bed is tough. Depression isn't something someone can brush off with a 14-hour nap, but even still, [Name] pushes through it. Like trying to stay afloat in an ocean of molasses.
Her phone dings again, and it's from her Pinsta account. She deletes the notification instantly. The account name, "Twinkles_," is another mockery her cousins bestowed her.
Her parents okaying a Pinsta account when she was 15 was a massive step towards individuality for her. Though, her cousins ruined it. They knew that Pinsta account names couldn't be changed. They pinned her down in secret and gave her the name she hates the most.
Twinkles.
Fucking Twinkles.
Twinkles, The Miracle Baby.
The one which the universe loves the most! The one who is the star of the entire family! Blessed with Granny Celeste's incredible, magnificent, one-of-a-kind genes!
She remembers that the same day she gained her Pinstagram was when she asked her parents to stop calling her Twinkles. It's also the day she stopped confiding in her parents so much.
Twinkles.
It's a name that'll haunt her forever. A name she can't accommodate. A term once affectionate turned against her.
Her phone dings again. [Name] looks at the notification.
"You have a message from Crow_Master! Accept or Deny?"
...
A/N: It's been a very long time, AJSHAGAJAJ.
I am sorry.
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