I Hate You (Heizou x fem!reader)

Off We Go

Heizou's POV

I was still disoriented by what happened today. T-this girl showed up at 4:00 a.m. at my house and threatened to break in?! I sighed while sitting in the passenger seat. She looks like a mess. Her hair was unruly. Her eyes were tired, and her clothes were all wrinkled and stuff.

'Well, you look like shit.' I said bitterly

I was still sleepy, and I do not like it when my sleep is interrupted. Also, I was having a lovely dream about (Y-)...never mind. My thoughts were interrupted by (Y/n).

'Says the guy who wore Hello Kitty Jammies and a shirt saying, "I LOVE MY MOM!"' she said, smirking. 'And don't get me started about the "Mama's boy" on the back of the shirt. I always knew you'd be a mama's boy. I was right, ha!'

She let out a laugh while shaking her head.

'For your information! My mom bought me that shirt...and the pajamas were the only thing that was clean ok.' I muttered with my cheeks red from embarrassment.

'Ok, ok, I won't tease you...Mama's Boy,' she muttered the last part

'DON'T CALL ME THAT!'

'Call you what?' she asked innocently, batting her eyes at me. 'Mama's boy~.'

'(Y/N)!'

She snorted

'Ha, it's hilarious...I really needed that.' she said, shaking her head. 'Now stop being cranky.'

'To be fair, I was asleep. Until a certain someone decided to threaten to break into my house and freak the fucking shit outta me!'

'I was never going to break into your house Master Detective. I know the law, idiot. I'm a law abiding citizen and police officer.' she said, chuckling a bit. 'Your reaction was adorable.'

'Whatever, I don't care. Now will you please tell me where we're going? I at least deserve to know where I'm being dragged off to at 4:00 a.m.'

'We're going to Lovey Dovey Hotel.' she said between a yawn

'Seriously, Princess? You could've waited for more time to get with me. Why? Were you dreaming about me?' I flirted

She looked at me in disgust.

'You have such a dirty mind it makes me sick.' she said

She yawned once more while rubbing her eyes.

'You didn't get enough sleep or something?'

'Sleep? Oh, I haven't slept?'

'What, not even an hour?'

'Nope, not even a wink of sleep.' she said causally

'(Y/n) I- I dropped you home at midnight last night...don't tell me you haven't slept at all, please.'

'I'm fine, Heizou. Sleep is for the weak anyways. I'm not weak.' she said, waving me off.

'Oh my god...please tell me you've at least eaten something.'

'Ye-'

'That isn't coffee.'

'Oh...um'

'Oh my god, how have you been alive for so long.' I said, rubbing my temples

'Hey, I can take care of myself.' she retorted

'Lemme drive.' I said

'What, no! I'm not letting you drive!'

'Wasn't asking, Princess. Gimme the keys now.'

'No way! No, how!' she said when I noticed a turtle crossing the road

'TURTLE!' I yelled

'SHIT!' she said, swerving the car violently.

We sat frozen and breathed heavily. The turtle retreated into its shell.

'You are a terrible driver.'

'How about you drive instead, ahah...' she said nervously, passing the keys. I swiped them out of her hands, glaring at her.

I tiredly switched seats with her.

'You should sleep now.'

'B-'

'No buts, Princess. Sleep, or I turn this car around, and we go back home.'

'No! You can't!' she said, her voice a bit distressed

'Then go to sleep. I'll pick up some food. You need to rest, ok?'

'No, I don't. I'm completely fine.' she argued

'(Y/n) do you want me to turn this ca-'

We were interrupted by (Y/n)'s phone ringing on the Bluetooth of the car. It was Kazuha again. She visibly froze. She stared at the screen, scared and heartbroken.

'Aren't you going to answer it?' I asked confused

'No...let it ring out.' she responded

'What? Why? Isn't that your best friend?' I asked

'Ignore the call Heizou.' she said sternly, clenching her fists and looking away.

'But-'

'No...just ignore it, please. Don't decline it...just let it ring out.'

I stared at her, confused. Her complete mood and look just...dulled. She looks sad and tired and just heartbroken.

"(Y/n) ok, I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was just shocked that my car was gone and you stole it too. Look, we really need to talk. You've been avoiding me...are you ok? We never keep secrets from each other...Please call me back when you get this, ok? I just want you to be ok. I'm worried about you (N/n)."

She took a deep breath as the voicemail rang out.

'It's ok...It's ok (Y/n). You have to be strong.' she muttered to herself

'(Y/n)...is everythin-'

'Everything is ok.'

'But K-'

'Let's change the subject ok.'

'Did you two get into a fight?'

'No...'

'Then-'

'Please, Heizou...just drop it! It's none of your business anyways.' she said with her voice almost cracking.

'Ok.' I responded, '(Y/n), you know you can always talk to me, right? We're partners...we got each others' backs.'

She didn't respond. She looked outside the window. Something was really bothering her, and I know it was Tomo, but what connection does Kazuha have to this? I knew that Kazuha and her were inseparable back when we were in school. They were the dynamic duo. The detective and the journalist. These two were always with each other, so what happened? Why was (Y/n) avoiding him? And more importantly...why now?

'So why are we going to Lovey Dovey Hotel?' I asked her while trying to lighten her mood

'...I found these keys while I was researching the case.' she said softly, still looking out the window.

'Nice bracelet you got there...is it new?'

Her eyes widened as she covered her hand with the long sleeves of her jacket. Something was bothering her...and it was eating her up inside. I'm a detective...I can read someone just through their body language. (Y/n) stared at the bracelet before looking away.

'Maybe you should take a nap. It's pretty far from here. Would you look at that...it's 8 hours away!'

she nodded

'Ok...' she leaned her head against the window and fell asleep pretty quickly.

She was tired and not just physically...she was exhausted emotionally too. I sighed I know it's wrong but I need to know more about Tomo and I need to know why he matters so much to her.