I Hate You (Heizou x fem!reader)

Tomo's Pain

(Y/n)'s POV

Heizou is so...complex. Today I saw a different side to him. A more sad and lonely side. He keeps this facade on, which he thinks is unreadable, but it's crystal clear. I could tell. He avoided it, too, with his stupid flirting. I didn't want to push, though. Today's been rough. I don't know why, but I feel like he's hiding something from me. Maybe I'm being paranoid, but...my gut tells me there's something he isn't telling me. He's hiding something. I need to know what it is. As he said before...we're partners. We're supposed to tell each other everything. No secrets, and especially no secrets about the case.

'Heizou...you'd never lie to me, right? We're partners, and we don't lie to each other right?' I said, testing out my theory

He looked at me, surprised.

'Why would I lie to you!? C'mon (Y/n), what would I even lie about, hmm?'

I sighed. Maybe I'm being paranoid. He did seem genuine. The room was silent once more. M-Maybe I should break the silence again.

'Also, I kicked a guy in the dick on the way here.'

'What!? Why!?' he said subconsciously, covering his area

'He was being creepy. Also, he tried to mug me. So I kicked him in the dick. Now he won't have any kids.' I said casually

'Wow...I uh. Please don't kick my dick.' was his response

I giggled

'Don't worry; I won't unless you act like a dick.'

'I am not a dick. Don't worry about that, aha.'

I'm not going to lie, but he looked kind of cute with that expression on his face. I stretched.

'Well, I'm going to turn it in. You should, too, since we're going to make our way home tomorrow.'

He nodded.

'You go on ahead. I need to do something first.'

Heizou's POV

She nodded in response. Eventually, I joined her. We decided not to be awkward about the whole bed thing since she was too tired to care. I tried to sleep that night, but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried. I turned to see (Y/n) asleep. She looked so peaceful and calm, like there were no worries in her head right now. I grumbled and got out of bed. I can't stop thinking about everything that happened between us during dinner.

'C'mon, Heizou, focus! It's nothing! She was being nice ok! It's not important!' I whispered and shouted, yanking at my hair. 

I stared at my phone. Maybe I should just hear the recordings instead. I got out my headphones and connected them to my phone. I played the first audio.

"So Dad hasn't been feeling well lately. He even got hospitalized. I'm trying to be strong for Kazuha. He was pretty young when we lost Mom, and now that Dad is falling sick, I'm just...worried. I read somewhere that recording your thoughts is good so that I have an outlet. So I'm going to record everything here."

The first recording ended. His voice seemed much lighter compared to the gruff growl he had when we met earlier. Then I played the second one.

"Uh, so *sniff* Dad died today. He fought cancer as much as he could but didn't make it. A-At least he died peacefully. The (L/n)'s have been pretty helpful and hospitable towards Kazuha and me. I-I know that I can't keep staying with them because they are already doing so much for us. I need to find a job as soon as possible. And don't get me started on (Y/n). That girl is the most stubborn and sweet person I've ever met. She's selfless. She's been so helpful. It's amazing. I get it has been hard for her, and this is exactly why I need to find a way to pull my weight on my own."

This time he sounded pained. I couldn't help but feel bad. I stared at (Y/n)'s sleeping figure. I checked the date of the voice message. That was a rough time for (Y/n). I remembered that we'd had finals that week. (Y/n) had a mental breakdown that day. I wasn't close to her, but from what I'd heard...apparently, she'd been going through some rough shit. Was this the stuff?

"Ok...so I got a job! I'm working with this huge company called Pandora, and the pay is pretty decent. The (L/n)s have still insisted on helping, but it's ok now. They have helped me enough. Now it's my turn to help them by pulling my own weight."

His voice was genuine. It almost felt impossible they were the same person. Was this why (Y/n) was in so much denial? I sighed and clicked the next recording.

"So Pandora is not what I expected at all. T-This job i-it's horrible. I have to do unspeakable things, but I promise myself that it would be the last time. I still show up to work because I need the money to fund my brother's education. I can't take a loan because if the (L/n)s found out, they would give me money again with no expectation of their money being returned. But today! Today is the last day, I swear. You see...(Y/n)'s birthday is coming soon, and she's been talking about detective stuff for ages. There's this spark I see in her. It's just inspirational. I know she can help a lot of people out there. Ever since I introduced her to the field, she's become absolutely obsessed, and I know she'll be a good officer. So I'm doing this last job so I can pay for her internship fees. This is my surprise birthday gift to her and a gift of thanks."

I froze...Tomo left because of (Y/n)? But it wasn't her fault, right? I can't think of him as the criminal I saw earlier. He's good. He's always been good. He wanted to help (Y/n) so that she could help other people. He really wanted to help everyone. If (Y/n) sees this...I know she'll blame herself. I have to hide this from her no matter what. I sighed and rubbed my temples. How many lies am I going to keep telling her. I'm sorry (Y/n).