𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒚𝒆 [Kenma x Reader]

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 ⌫

Kenma's pov

I get a phone call from Y/n. I immediately pick up, thinking they're better.

"I love you, sorry." Is all that's heard on the other line. A weak and fragile voice.

"Y/y? Are you ok? Don't you dare do anything bad." I say loudly.

After getting no reply I yell again "I'm getting you help. Stay with me, please."
Still no answer. "I love you." I whisper.

After calling for help I drive to Y/n's apartment with Kuroo. I didn't care about speed limits or red lights.
Kuroo was talking the whole time but I didn't listen to a word.

Once I got there I realised it was too late. I don't get out of the car. I can't bring myself to move at a time like this.

♥⌫

I didn't accept their passing until the funeral. It saddened me that there were very few people there. And no one knew Y/n like I did.

I finally let myself feel, I finally cry.

I cry until I get home.
I look at my nightstand and spot a Vivienne Westwood necklace, it belonged to my love. I put it on, believing it caries them in it and they'll protect me even after life.

I'm not sure I can ever love someone the way I love them.

ꨄꨄ

𝒯𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓃𝒹~