All three of you!?!?

Breaking

As the pinkette sobbed his heart out, he felt like an empty she'll with no purpose but to cry, his heart wanted to jump out of his throat and jump off a 24 story building but Akaza knew he couldn't walk out of his room with red, puffy eyes... He refused to let a single tear fall from his eye and because of that he sat the with a breaking heart and no tears to show it. How could this happen? Why me?

The questions running through his mind as he sat there thinking of ways to get that pain to go away, Akaza loved him; they went on countless dates together; he met his family and now he turns around and decides to leave all of that behind and be with a whore like that... Why? Just why!

The heart beats became faster and faster, signaling Akaza becoming enraged but what could he do... Kill him, kill her, freak out and start distroying everything in sight?  No... Of course not, it's fucking midnight!
The only thing he can do is to sit there and try to restrain himself from punching a hole through the wall and wake everyone up. Why can't he just have one good relationship?

He thought of getting a glass of water to ease the pain but was disrupted his phone buzzing

Love😘♥️  (this is the ex)

Can I please call you,

                         Fat fucking chance.

Please...

                                                     No.

        'Incoming voice call'

Please answer me,

                                                        ...

You were right. She was a fucking whore looking for a quick fuck, now please answer me.

      'you have blocked this contact'

Akaza felt a sort of relief when he blocked him, at least Akaza was right... At least he won't have to see the two together.

At least he could sleep for an hour or two...
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Loud banging could be heard from the door of the dorm and all four of the dorm mates were woken up instantly and rushed out of their beds,

"Akaza please, let's just talk!"

The four opened their doors and listened closely for a hint of who it could be...

"Please, let's just talk about this..."

Akaza instently knew who this was and walked towards the door and opened it.

"Finally..."

"Let's talk outside."

The pinkette then pushed past his ex lover and closed the door and walked to the end of the hallway of doors leading to sleep students dorm rooms.

"Why are you here?" Akaza questioned while whispering

"I just want to talk..."

"And your way of 'talking' is by waking everyone in the coradoor?!?" Akaza whisper yelled

"Listen what I did was a mistake and I want up to be together." The man said reaching to hold the pinkette's hand

Akaza moved his hand away and looked the man dead in the eyes and spoke,

"That wasn't what you said on the phone,"
"And how do you know I was right?"
"Oh my god, you just came back from having sex with her."

"Listen, I-"

"Tomorrow is a weekend,"
"We'll talk then."

And with that last phrase he pushed the man Infront him and saw his three roommates standing by the door and glaring at the man, Akaza then felt a hand land on his shoulder and pull him back,

"Listen here you little bi-"

Before the man could finish his sentence he was cut off by Akaza  snatching his own hand away.

"I said we'll. talk. then."

Akaza then walked back to the dorm room door, opening it and going inside,

"Who was that?" Douma asked

"Nobody." Akaza responded walking to his room.

Once Akaza was out of sight, Muzan began to speak

"We all know this hasn't ended yet, right?"

"Yeah"
"Yeah"

The two spoke at the same time looking deep into the plum red eyes of their dorm mate,

"He's mine." Muzan said giving a cocky smirk

"Yeah, keep dreaming." Kokushibo retaliated

"The saying is 'dreams come true' "

"So now your quoting Dhar Mann,"
"Fucking pathetic."

The two were going back and forth, arguing until they realized the blond had disappeared,

"Where did the little bastard go?"

"How do you expect me to know,"

They both stayed quiet, when they heard Douma's voice coming from the pinkette's bedroom. Kokushibo was the first to stand up and rush to the bedroom door, Muzan then followed behind and both the men listened closely,

"Are you sure it's okey?" The blond questioned

"Yeah, it's fine."

The words were muffled but audible, but this didn't seem to calm the two seething with anger at the fact their rivel was in a room alone with the person they were all fighting for- oh how it pissed even the calmest between them off. Without think the Muzan knocked on the door, requesting to be let in...

(I apologize that it took so long to set this up and I'm sorry that this chapter was shorts. I'm working on. New story now 😊)