Idée Fixe [A Yandere Anecdote]

Ch.15: Papers.

Song: Joke's on You - Charlotte Lawrance.

(Y/n) stares at the envelope on his hands... inside the paper bag, there was a divorce agreement that he already signed.

Yuzu walks next to him and places a hand over his shoulder looking at the envelope.

"Are you okay?"

"I am... but I can't help feel... anxious" he doesn't take his eyes off the envelope "When I started dating Hajime I thought that it'll be something temporary... that he'll grow bored about me and that he'll leave me in a month or two, but when he didn't, I kept my hopes up and gave up everything in order to keep my relationship... I never thought it would end up like this..."

"Please know that this isn't your fault..."

"I-I should've known..." his hands trembles.

"No, (Y/n)..." he takes the envelope from his hands and hugs him petting his head.

"I'm sorry..." he mutters hugging him.

Yuzu frowned at the thought of the man hurting (Y/n)'s feelings and if it wasn't enough, (Y/n) already had problems from before. He wishes he could help him out or even convince him to take therapy, but deep down, he wanted to stab the living hell of Hajime.

Taking a deep breath, (Y/n) takes a step back and extends his hand to grab the envelope.

"Well, I better go off to give him the papers"

"No, you should stay and rest..." he puts his hands behind his back.

"I shouldn't... the substitute teacher told me that my students are acting up and that they failed the last test with them..."

"Are you going to punish them?"

"Not really, when he told me that they were acting up I asked him what was the problem and he told me that they refuse to keep their mouth shut and talked back to him and argue with him being totally disrespectful and they hang up an anarchist flag on the wall" he shrugs "I know my students and I know that they aren't disrespectful but I certainly told them that they should stand up for what they believe as long as their thoughts didn't disrupt other people's beliefs and I'm pretty sure that the flag that he refers about is the pride flag that they wanted to hang on the back of the classroom"

Yuzu chuckles "You have a pride flag on the back of your classroom?"

"Flags... gay, trans, non-binary..." he smiles at the thought of his students "I asked the principal for permission to let the students decorate the classroom and he told me that there wasn't a problem so after I got his permission I told my students that they could decorate the classroom as they pleased"

"That's cute..."

"I like to teach in a space where they feel comfortable... so if this teacher made uncomfortable my students with their thoughts I'll fill a complaint against him" he smiles at him.

He smiles and kisses his forehead "Fine then... give him hell" he hands him a bottle of water "And stay hydrated"

He chuckles and nods grabbing the bottle "I'll do it, after I hand Kazama the divorce papers..."

"No, go to the school now, I'll give him the papers, don't worry about it"

(Y/n) looks at him for a couple of seconds and nods sighing "I appreciate it, but you don't have to do it if you don't want to"

"I want to, besides I have class at the last hour so I have time and I can bring you coffee if you want to..."

"I can use a little bit of hot chocolate..."

"Got it" he leans down and kisses his cheek "Let me drive you to the school"

"Thanks, Yuzu"

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Yuzu parks his car outside the old apartment of his friend and looks at the building in front of him with a frown on his face. Grabbing the envelope on his hands, he exits the vehicle and closes the door behind him walking towards the place.

Hajime was sitting on the counter of the kitchen while reading the papers of a case that he had on his hands. He would normally do this things on his office but in front of his desk there was the empty desk of his husband. It pained him to raise his sight and see hollow space in front of him. It was almost impossible to stay in a place inside the house without thinking of his husband.

Hearing a knock on the door, Hajime looks up from his papers and stands up almost running towards the door.

"(Y/n)..." he opens the door seeing a glare on the man outside his home.

"Mr. Kazama..." he hands him the envelope.

Hajime frowns and grabs the envelope "Let me guess, you coerced him to sign the divorce papers"

"I didn't coerce him into anything... you just happen to be piece of shit that failed on his marriage"

"Don't fucking talk about my marriage, you know shit about it"

"I know that you don't cheat on your husband and have a child on his back..."

"Shut the fuck up" he glares at him "He loves me and we will get over this together, he just needs to come back to me"

Yuzu laughs and shakes his head "He won't come back, I'll make sure of that..."

"You can't keep him away from me..."

"Oh, I can and I would... I'm going to accompany him all the way and once he gets over the pain that you put him through I'll make sure that he stays by my side treating him better than you did..."

Hajime grips the envelope on his hands wanting to punch the living hell of his the man in front of him.

"I'm not going to sign this, tell him that I-"

"I'm not your fucking messenger, if he answer your calls tell him, if not then talk about it on court, even better, don't talk to him at all..."

"Yeah, well, fuck you too, asshole" Hajime glares at him "Once my husband is back I'll convince him to stay the fuck away from you" he closes the door on his face.

Taking deep breath, Yuzu exits the building and walks towards his car. He enters on his car and takes out his phone to send a call his friend.

"Hello?"

Yuzu smiles hearing the voice of his friend, from the background he heard his students shushing each other to hear his teacher's call.

"Is this a good time to talk?"

"Well, my students are supposed to finish their reports instead of looking blankly at their books while trying to listen everything that I say on this call..."

"Not true!" he hears voices from the back.

"Let's talk later..."

"Sure... just wanted to know if you'll like to go out for dinner tonight"

"I'd like that..."