Blush- Gundham Tanaka x OC

Chapter 23

WOOOO WE'RE BACK :D
also bcs im in college now, i wont b able to update as often cuz ill be knackered

aight enjoy (after 2 years)

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The amount of times I've been awoken by a notification these last couple of months is peculiar. Does my brain just program itself to sleep until woken up manually? Perhaps it's due to the lack of sleep I got over the past three years. Anyways, this is one of those days. The first thing I hear when I awaken is a short buzz from my phone.

I groan groggily, taking in my surroundings before yawning, sitting up and feeling around the bedside table for my phone. Unplugging it, I notice a message displayed on the background of me, Kaz and Gundham. It's from Gundham, who's now been renamed as 'Hell Hound' since the day I gave him the nickname. I wonder if I'm 'Dark Queen' on his phone.

I hold my phone up to my face, trying to activate face ID, yet it won't work. I unglue my eyelids, rubbing the sleepiness out of them, giggling to myself. I click on WhatsApp, which has a circle with the number '1' in the corner. I read through the paragraph Gundham has sent to me, my heart fluttering at the sight.

"Hello my dark queen. I am awfully sorry for not preventing the harassment toward you last night. I'm very proud of you for sending him to the depths of hell though, where that scum belongs. Anyways, I feel responsible, therefore I am inviting you to my humble abode for one night," I read in my head, in his exact voice. He really needs to start paying rent for living in my mind.

I grin to myself, millions of scenarios playing out in my head all at once, shaping into the words of 'go to him'. I quickly tap in a simple response, sending it and rolling out of my bed, ready to dress up to impress him. Speaking of, doesn't he wear the same pair of clothes like, every day? Ew. Gotta buy that man some new stuff one day.

"Right," I say to myself in the mirror, putting my hands on my hims triumphantly. I dig in my drawers and pull out a slightly casual outfit, as we're probably going to be in most of the time. I grab a band shirt, ripped jeans, some black fishnet gloves and my signature black beanie, chucking it onto my head untidily. My phone slips tightly into my back pocket, then I walk out and inform Kaz of my departure.

After exiting my room, striding toward the living room, I peek my head around briefly and Kaz's attention is diverted from the screen towards me. "I'm out for the night, if thats OK?" I tell him.

"Sure! Y'kno, you don't have to ask if it's alright. You can do what you want. Where ya going?" A warm feeling spreads through my chest.

"Gundham's place. He's invited me for the night."

"Ahhh, I see. Don't have TOO much fun."

He winks. I grumble.

"Don't worry, I won't."

"Bye Koko!"

"Ta ta!"

I walk towards the exit, finding my platforms sitting neatly by the coat rack and sliding them on, fumbling with the buckles. My heart races, and so do the scenarios in my head. Will anything happen between us tonight? Hopefully I might be able to muster up the courage to tell him my true feelings for him. The only thing holding me back is my fear of rejection.

I'm so nervous, it feels as if a noose is tightening around my lungs, suffocating me, enough sweat coating my forehead to feed the whole city. I begin to fiddle with my hands, inspecting every detail. One of my nails are chipped a little, and I have a small little scar on my right wrist.

Walking further down the street, I continue wiping my forehead free of sweat with the back of my hand, so that my eyeliner doesn't get ruined. However, there's no stopping it from re-beading on my head. I sigh in annoyance, continuing my trek toward the castle ruins.