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Let's get back into the groove of things 😌
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(Hitoshi Shinso x Singer! Reader)
Aging y'all up cuz I feel like it needs to be done 👍🏽
"5 minutes." Your manager chimes behind the door.
"Wait wait wait." You scurry to the door, still scrambling to get whatever jewelry on.
"Did they come yet?"
Your manager knew who you were asking about. He almost hesitates to tell you, not wanting to bear bad news to such a desperate soul like yours.
"I... Don't know, Y/N. I don't think they're gonna make it again."
"Could you just check again?"
You hear a sigh, an audible "okay" and your heart beats again.
Your partner for over 3 years promised you to see you at your last show on tour. You even selected the very place you lived for it to be easier on them.
But, despite your extreme optimism, a small piece of you agreed.
They've never made any of your shows before, making lame excuse after lame excuse. Part of you wanted nothing more than to call it off.
The door creaks open, letting your lead guitarist to slip in.
"Y/N?" He asks.
You look up from your mirror, surprising the both of you with your beer red face.
"Oh, Hitoshi." You wiped your eyes, sniffle and got yourself together. The man purses his lips.
This isn't the first time he saw you this tore up. The same rosy cheeks, bloodshot eyes and pathetic smile you'd force. It hurt him seeing how distraught you were.
"Y/N. Are you alright?"
"Yeah." You wave him off. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Its just us."
A long silence followed his comment. You scoff, shaking your head in disbelief. But, before you protest, your emotions get the best of you.
"I feel like..." He steps forward slowly.
"Like I have to fight for them to see me." You choke.
"Why can't they just say they don't want me anymore instead of stringing me along? Am I even worth their time? Do they feel embarrassed of me?"
"No no no." Shinso wraps an arm around your shoulder.
"Then why does it feel that way, Shinso?" Your head falls into your hands, sobs muffled out.
Shinso gets on one knee, pulls your arms away from your face and sighs.
"No one should have to feel any lesser of themselves because another person neglects them. You are talented, incredible and have the literal world waiting to see you. Just you and no one else."
The lavender haired man reaches up, wiping any stray tears from your cheeks and chin. You blush at the contact, eyes dipping down and around to avoid his amethyst eyes.
"I'm not here to tell you to forget about him because love is a very difficult thing to forget sometimes."
"Did you love someone, Hitoshi?" You whisper.
He pauses, swallowing before turning his head and scratching his hair.
"Do. I do love someone."
You smile briefly.
"That's nice to hear."
The man chuckles at your expression, letting his eyes meet the wall beside him. A comfortable silence embraced you both, giving you time to clear your thoughts before your manager comes knocking again.
Shinso coughs, lightening the mood from a sensitive subject.
"You got this." He pats your shoulder, warning an earnest laugh from you. "Uh... Go break a leg."
"You mean let's break a leg." You chime back as he opens the door for you.
"Yeah... That." That grants him another one of your lightheaded giggles. A perfect end to a rough few weeks.
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back on my bullshit again 😭 cuz the fuck is this.
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MHA oneshots
RandomI finally gave in and I'm doing this now. I tend to write often so :/ and ummm.... (Lmao mad cringe anyway quick re-edit cuz I couldn't stand reading the 😡 anymore felt like a middle schooler wrote that. Cringy ahh hell) Hey, hopes your day goin...
