"I love you Mikey, only you, nobody else"
~Y/n
Y/n is not just an average high schooler; she's Mikey's heart and soul and is known as the Deity of Tokyo. As she continues to live her life out, as normally as possible, Y/n finds herself falling for a...
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July 20th, 2020 Fourteen days till the fight
After I left the meeting that night, I locked myself in my room. My overflowing emotions sweeping me away, leaving behind a mere shell of the person I used to be. With my tear stained face and my already small frame growing ever smaller, I sat there in my dark room. No light was able to shine through, to brighten the dark room. For four days and night, I sat there, not once allowing anyone to come in, not even Wakasa. Hell, even Mikey had trouble coming in. But my stubborn self wanted to be left alone.
I remember our last conversation that night when Mikey drove himself to my house, minutes after I left. I remember how I sat in my bed, staring out the window and hearing him barge in without saying hello. I remember how Wakasa yelled at him to leave me alone and Mikey completely ignoring him as he ran up the stairs to my bedroom. I remember him banging at my door, asking me to let him in. I remember telling him to leave me alone.
"Y/n, please let me in!" I remember him begging me.
"Go away Mikey." I remember how my voice cracked just saying those words to him as tears streamed down my face.
"Please N/n, let me in so we can talk about this!" I remember hearing how hurt he sounded.
"I said, GO AWAY!" I remember how my voice screamed out, bouncing off the walls and into his ears. Watching his shadow stretching across my bedroom floor as he stood there sniffling. But all I could hear was a small voice from the back of my head, asking him to stay.
"Fine, I'll go." I remember the last thing he said as I watched his shadow disappear and hearing his footsteps going down the stairs. I remember hearing him slamming the front door shut. I remember my hand reaching toward my door, as I whispered "Please, don't go. Please, don't leave me Mikey." I remember more tears coming down my face as I stared at the door, feeling my heart break even more.
I remember blaming myself for this mess I caused. If only I told Mikey how I felt. If only I allowed him to come in so we could talk about this. But instead, I just pushed him away, like how I always do when I get in this state. I push people away, without meaning too. So here I am, four days later, locked in my room with nothing but my drawings to keep me company.
Drowning in my own thoughts and with music blaring in my ears, I never noticed my door opening as a tall silhouette came walking in. Thinking that it was Wakasa, I turned away and stared at my wall. "Go away Wakasa, I want to be left alone."
"Well damn, and here I thought you would want to get something to eat, seeing how you failed to eat for the past four days." Hearing that voice, I shot up, pulled my headphones out, and turned toward the person. Standing in front of me was a grinning Draken. Dressed in his street clothes and his hands shoved in his pockets, he looked down at me with sympathy and love. The kind of love siblings have.
Next thing I know, I was in his arms, as I bawled my eyes out. Taken back, Draken stared down at me as he wrapped his arms around me. Something told me this was more than a social call, but I digress. As we stood there in each other's arms, not once have we notice Wakasa standing there in the doorframe, smiling at us.
