Tokyo Revengers One Shots And Imagines

One More Time

"You know what, fuck you! I don't care anymore. Just fucking die or something and don't talk to me ever again."

That was Sanzu's words when he left your shared apartment.

The two of you were just simply lounging on the living room couch when you opened up the topic about his drug intake.

"This is who I am. Accept it." Sanzu replied with a scowl on his face, clearly not happy with the discussion.

"But Haru, I'm just concerned. I don't want to wake up one day to someone telling me that my boyfriend overdosed and dead on a ditch somewhere." You replied, voice filled with concern for the pink haired lad.

"You didn't cared about my pills before, so why make a fuss now?!" Sanzu abruptly stood up from the couch and glared at you.

"Do you not love me anymore?" He added.

You looked offended at his words, not pleased with his words and accusations.

"Haru, that's not true! I love you. You're the only one I love." You said as you tried gripping his hands.

However, Sanzu jerked his hand from your grip.

"Don't fucking touch me." He said through his gritted teeth.

"Haru, I'm just worried about you! I don't want anything to happen to you." You said as tears slowly run down your face.

"Stop acting so concerned. Fucking pills won't do any shit to me." The pinknette said as he head towards the door.

"Haruchiyo! Don't you fucking dare go outside the door." You said. Eyes prickled with angry tears.

"What will you do? End our relationship?" He replied mockingly, as if the whole scene was a joke to him.

"What if I would?" You said, eyes burning with anger.

Sanzu gasped at your reply, but he's determined to show you that he will be just fine with his pills.

He convinced himself that he will be just fine with his addiction and he does not need someone who's bitching with his drug use.

And with that, he replied, "You know what, fuck you! I don't care anymore. Just fucking die or something and don't talk to me ever again." He said, seething with rage as he stormed out of your shared apartment.

You slowly start to sink to the ground, taking in what had just happened. Your legs became wobbly causing you to slump on the carpeted floor. You just cried yourself for a good hour, not believing what had happened between you and Sanzu.

You even tried to convince yourself that Sanzu will text you or call you saying that he's sorry, that everything is just a stupid fight and he will be coming home with your favorite take out, like what he always does when he starts the fight. But alas, the reality is like a bitter medicine that is hard to swallow. Sanzu will not call you and try to mend things.

Whilst he can easily forget every fight you had but his drug addiction is an exemption.

You stood up on the ground and walked to your shared bedroom. You grabbed a bag and started to put your things inside.

You grabbed a paper and pen to write a letter for Sanzu. Once done, you left it in his bedside table and headed outside, saying your final good bye to the place you once called home.

Sanzu on the other hand, is drinking with the Haitani's in the Bonten's bar.

"Something happened?" Ran asked as he sensed that something was off with the pinknette.

"Some shit just happened." Sanzu replied dryly, not wanting to give any details of the heated argument that had happened.

"Let me have a guess." The younger Haitani said. "You and Y/N had a fight about your drug usage?"

Sanzu did not speak nor reacted with Rindou's conclusion. Instead, he just downed his whiskey shot. As the alcohol burned its way in his throat, he hoped that it can also erase the bitter fight between the two of you.

"You know, Y/N is entitled to be angry with you. Wanna know why? It's because you fucking overdosed thrice in just a fucking month." Ran said in a calm tone.

"She has the patience of a saint. If I was her, I would have left you to die." Rindou said as he twirled his whiskey.

"Yeah right. She's a bit dramatic. I'm still alive, what else does she wants?" Sanzu said, knuckles white as he gripped tightly on his glass.

"Just talk to her. Maybe try not to overdose yourself. She loves you too much, you know." Ran said as he downed his drink.

The three of them continued drinking talking about Bonten's business instead.

Ran's words rang continuously in Sanzu's head.

Maybe he was right, maybe if I was not too high, I would have not lashed out like that. Sanzu thought.

Just as Sanzu downed his last glass of whiskey, a notification popped up in his phone screen.

"Payback time."

A/N:

Hi everyone. It's been a while since I updated this. Sorry for being inactive. I was just not having any motivation to do anything. But, lately I feel like I'm slowly starting to get my shit back together.

Thank you all so much for still reading my works. I appreciate you all. ❤️

You are worthy and loved. ❤️