𝑿𝑽𝑰: 𝑨𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒔 & 𝑭𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔

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Everyone stirs the wheels of their own life.

Some people say that nobody is in control of their own fate, as it is the universe who decides what'll happen and what won't. But for some, the logic of fate is controlled by whatever decision you make in the present.. so in that sense, it can be said that the cliché of the saying 'what you reap is what you sow' can be justified. But in her case.. would it even be worth the sow if she never wanted what she would, and should reap?
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Y/n slid her frigid, delicate hands onto her hair before messing it in an infuriated, displeased manner. Letting out a loud, heavy sigh right after, she crossed her arms on the metal railing that was on her chest level and rested her chin on them.

"This is frustrating.." She mumbled to herself as her e/c eyes dropped towards the view in front of her, glistening in the process due to the city lights reflecting on their glossy surface. Who would've thought that decision making was this hard? When in the first place, it shouldn't have been since her feelings for the pin user has always been unquestionable to its very core. Yet somehow, even though she didn't want to admit it to herself, she never wanted to be in this position in the first place. She knew that he would pop the question soon since he's been wondering and asking her for years on what married life would feel and look like, but she never thought that it would come unexpectedly sooner.

She lifted an arm and reached out for the can next to her, wrapping her slim fingers onto the icy, cylindrical body before bringing it up to her lips. It's been ages since she went past her dominating partner's commandments that were forcibly set upon her existence ever since she step foot in his life as his lover. If she were to be honest with herself, it was petrifying to go against his words, even when she didn't want to obey. Those brutal scenarios that relished in the darkest corners of the night that turned a blind-eye to her screams of pain and helplessness was everything her mind, body and soul wanted to elude, even if it meant costing her happiness and comfort. Who'd even be deranged enough to desire hundreds of manipulating, pulsating needles to penetrate one's flesh by the hands of a masochistic bastard who whispers I love you's in one's ear with every impalement?

Gulping down the cold beverage, her mouth was quickly overpowered by bitterness that slightly numbed her taste buds. She felt her throat and stomach burn as the liquid travelled through her system, scorching every path, every cell with its presence.

It felt nice..



She somehow felt in control for once the moment she took a sip of the alcohol in her hand. She knew it was wrong, but at least she got to feel company. She'd get punished either way anyway, so why not just go overboard and enjoy the moment before going through hell and back.


Speaking of company.. sigh.


Y/n closed her eyes shut as she let out an exasperated sigh, the sound of the can being put back down on the cemented surface by her side adding to the noise from the busy street below them. The last thing she wanted right now was company. She wanted to be alone for once to calm herself down and collect her thoughts and realizations. Full moon, vast ocean of stars, chills from the icy caress of the late night's breeze on ones skin, and the appalling view of the city's vibrant, busy lights from her position at one of the tallest building's rooftop; It was the perfect setting, for goodness' sake.

"I'm pretty sure my zetsu wasn't that rusty." She called out, eyes locked at the view in front of her.

The same spine-chilling, mischievous smirk laced his lips as his brawny arms rested on his toned chest in a crossed manner. Just the thought of her presence amongst his own was enough to make him feel sensations he both has never felt before and was all too accustomed to. It's a good thing that he knew damn well how to manage a controllable murderous intent that was sparked by her appetizing aura that seeped through every pore in her body.

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