My Clingy Actor [Murasakibara x Reader]

Chapter 1

[y|n]'s POV

Tired, I'm so tired. 

I closed the restaurant pretty early today. The employees helped me clean up before they went home. After that, I started working my butt off for the occasion tonight.

I did the decorations, arranged the flowers, and set up the lights, tables, candles, and everything. 'Cause, everything must be perfect for my sister.

I cooked my sister and her boyfriend's favorites and also baked some sweets for them. 

Aside from being the decorator, florist, cook, and baker. I'm also the videographer. Please pat me on the back, hell I'm tired.

*a few hours later*

I'm holding the camera facing the scene unfolding before me. This is it!

"Will you marry me?" 

"Momoi-san."

"Will you marry me, Tetsu-kun?" my nee-chan asked, kneeling down on one knee. She opened the box containing the ring.

There was a deafening silence.

"Marry me, please?" she said again. 

Kuroko-kun, my sister's boyfriend, held her shoulders, guiding her up.

"Momoi-san, please stand up."

I'm screaming internally. I'm I even supposed to be here? It's so embarrassing! Damn it, I'll punch him in the throat later. Should I even be recording this?

My sister did stand up, looking worried. 

"Tetsu-kun?"

"I'm pretty sure, I should be the one asking that." Kuroko-kun smiled. He grabbed something from his pocket and knelt on one knee.  

"Now, will you marry me, Momoi-san?" He opened the box and, lo and behold, another ring!

Ahhhh!! Oh my goodness!

"Yes! Tetsu-kun! Yes!" 

Shit! I'm happy for the both of them! I'm trying not to move too much though. I'm still recording the hugs, kisses, and exchange of engagement rings. 

Ugh, it sucks to be single. 

*the next day*

I opened the restaurant and started preparing what's needed for the menu today.

I came back to Japan 3 months ago after studying culinary and pastry arts abroad. It was my dream after all to not only cook but create masterpieces that people will love to eat and enjoy.

Now, I own 2 café branches and a dessert shop, which I usually just visit on the weekends. I personally hired, trained and entrusted people to work and recreate the recipes needed while I'm away.

But right now, I'm working as a head chef at one of the restaurants which my parents passed down to me. I'm only a stand-in head chef right now as the previous one retired. I'm also currently training another chef who can replace me once I decide that he's good and trained enough.

They can't pass it down to my sister 'cause she simply can't cook. Even if she can, you'll get diarrhea for days from eating what she makes. 

She once reheated a canned soup and put whole onions and uncut cloves of garlic sprinkled with curing salt, whole black pepper, sugar, and star anise, and called it onion soup. It does look like an onion soup as whole onions were literally floating in it. 

The door of the kitchen slammed open as I hear the familiar voice that tormented my eardrums last night. She kept screaming at my face telling me repeatedly how romantic her boyfriend and soon-to-be husband was, which made it impossible for me to sleep early.

"Ahhhh! Thank you so much, my baby sissy!" she screamed while holding a camera that I used last night to record their oh-so-romantic proposal that turned 180.

"Nee-chan, this is the nth time you've watched that. And I'm not a baby. I'm taller than you now."

"Eh, but you're still younger," she replied while opening the fridge and grabbing a slice of cake.

"Only by 3 years."

"Mmmm, this is so good baby sissy! You should bake our wedding cake!" she said as she stuffed her mouth with the red velvet cake that I made yesterday for her and Kuroko-kun.

"Hmm, that should be fine. And I told you nee-chan, I'm not a baby anymore."

"I'll only stop calling you that when you get married." she winked at me.

What the f--

"Anyways, I'm gonna show this video to our guests during the reception. I'm so excited about our wedding!"

"Okay, okay. Geez, good for you. You don't have to rub it too hard though. Please be mindful of your surroundings, there are people here who are heartbroken and single." I said jokingly.

"Oops. Sorry. I keep on forgetting. I didn't even know you were together until you broke up." she quieted a little and put her plate down.

"I was kidding you know. I've moved on." 

Have I really? 

I asked myself. Have I? After all those years of admiring him, being with him, loving him. 

After our years of relationship, have I really moved on?

"That's not the face of someone who has moved on [y|n]." she looked at me with sad eyes.

I was trying to hold it back, but a traitorous tear escaped.

"I'm trying my best nee-chan." I looked back at her. Trying not to let any more of my feelings out but I failed.

"I know it's been a while. But, I'm really trying my best to forget." Tears continued to fall from my eyes.

She hugged me tight and I hugged her back.

"I know. I know. I'm sorry that you have to go through that." she said while patting my back.

"I'm trying nee-chan. I really am, but it really hurts, so bad." 

"You know what [y|n]. I know you can't see it, but you are beautiful, inside and out," she said while looking at my tear-filled face. 

"There's a lot more people who love you, and a lot more who will love you in the future. I know he's our childhood friend, but, Dai-kun doesn't deserve you after all that happened." 

He doesn't deserve me? Or is it the other way around? I don't know anymore.

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