Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

book 2 chp: 29

⚠️bonus for pt 1 and most of pt 2 in my one shot book will be different⚠️

It's been a few years since (M/N) last saw Suna, he wanted to keep it that way. He didn't get into anymore relationships, he 'left' the Mafia and stayed in the shadows.

It was his only way to not be used anymore. (M/N) was sitting in his living room, sipping (F/D) and watching the news.

"Hm, looks like Suna's group has been caught."

He shrugged as he expected that and turned the tv off, he put the cup in the sink. His phone began ringing, he looked at it, "Unknown?" He shrugged and answered it.

"Hello?"
"(M/N) it's Suna-"
"Don't ask for help." (M/N) cut him off.
"Please... I'm in front of your door..." He then heard the door open, "I'm now inside."

(M/N) hung up and walked to the living room, crossing his arms. "Damn, I thought it was locked."

"It was."

"You have tonight and you're gone. Stop using me."

Suna's eyes widened, he no longer had control. He could tell it was through his pain from a few years ago when Aran used his weaknesses for a way to take down (M/N). Suna had to take a deep breath.

He kept his eyes on (M/N), but the male wasn't looking at him. He was now a bit taller than before but shorter than Suna, but only by a few inches.

(M/N) locked his door again, peeking a bit through his blinds to make sure no one followed Suna. Once it was clear he went back to his couch and sat on it, not really saying anything as he turned his tv back on.

Suna took another deep breath and sat on the only couch as well. His eyes going around the one bedroom apartment and his fingers tapping his thighs.

"Uh... quaint home." He tried to make conversation.

"Don't make conversation." (M/N) muttered, continuing to watch the movie that was playing.

Suna flinched at the sudden cut off, he was hoping to have a conversation. To get to know the male who went through these past years. Why he was living in an apartment? What happened to him? Suna wanted to know, but it seemed (M/N) wasn't ready to give that information yet.

The minutes and hours ticked by and Suna grew anxious. He wanted his (M/N) back, he wanted to be cuddled and to share kisses. He wanted to touch (M/N) in the most innocent way to get back what they've lost, but (M/N) wouldn't even look at him.

There was a knock at (M/N)'s door, he got up and kept himself into the shadows. He peeked through to see it was only the deliver person for their food, he nodded his head upon making eye contact with the deliver person. He got a nod back and the person left.

(M/N) opened the door and got his food before closing the door and locking it. He walked to Suna, dropping the food in his lap.

"Eat up."

Was the only thing (M/N) spoke. Still not looking at Suna as he began eating. It seemed (M/N) was having an easier time at not looking at Suna, but then again he was Hidden Demon, the rumors were that he was the most heartless man on the planet and did whatever he could to stay number one, so it seemed best fitting that he'd have no reaction.

"I want you gone tomorrow before I get back, I'll be leaving early in the morning for work. I expect you to be gone."

"(M/N)-"

"I rather not talk about this further while I eat. A conversation is pointless right now."

So, Suna stopped, he ate with a frown on his face. He had hope that maybe they could speak. That they could have a much needed conversation, but that hope died down when it was night time and they were ready for bed.

"Here's your blanket and pillow and the couch is all yours." (M/N) handed him everything he needed, "If you need anything else, you know where my room is..." He mumbled. They past by it when he showed Suna the bathroom.

It surprised Suna a bit, (M/N) hadn't really spoken to him and to see him say he could still go to him... he couldn't help but feel warm and fuzzy. He shouldn't think anything of it, but he couldn't help it, he wanted something to come out of them again.

He needed (M/N), he only hopes that (M/N) needed him too. Even if things weren't looking good in this moment.

Suna slowly took them, a frown creasing his face, "Uh why not your bed?" Suna was hinting at sleeping in the same bed as him and not being separated, he really didn't want to be separated from him.

"Oh! Silly me, you're the guest. You have the bed and I'll have the couch." (M/N) retook the items Suna had and headed for the couch.

(M/N) knew what he was implying, but he wouldn't allow himself to give in. Not yet, he needs to act like this for a little while longer. He knew once he gives in, (M/N) would lose everything he'd been working so hard to gain because of Suna. He needed to bide his time more.

Suna looked at (M/N), "You have work... just take the damn bed." Suna walked to the couch, (M/N) shrugged his shoulders passing by Suna, their shoulders brushing slightly.

Suna laid awake, sure the couch was as comfortable as it could get, but (M/N) was a few steps away. He didn't like the idea of them being separated, in fact, he hated it to an extent. And the fact that (M/N) paid no mind to him bothered him, it wasn't fair. (M/N) used to fall to his feet at a finger, and now it seems (M/N) no longer cared, like he was a person in the past.

A forgotten stranger that reappeared in his life. A forgotten stranger that should've never resurfaced.

"Damnit, he will be mine again." Suna growled.

(M/N) also couldn't sleep, for the same reasons as Suna. Not only that, he rarely sleeps anyways, but it was only worse now that Suna was near... but not near.

The next morning, (M/N) was walking downstairs dressed in his work clothes, he threw a hoodie on and covered his face. Suna watched him curiously.

"Why are you hiding?" Suna asked.

(M/N) jumped, "Oh..." A small forced chuckled came out, "I completely forgot you were here." Suna frowned at that, but gave him a look to continue. He couldn't tell if (M/N) were lying, he had to be, the male can sense people. Unless he's gotten soft and hasn't relied on his Hidden Demon status and instincts. "Well, ever since that day- our last time seeing each other- I left the Mafia because of the failed mission. They would've killed me, so now I'm hiding. But I must go, you should be gone before I get back."

With that (M/N) stepped out and closed the door, leaving a shocked ex. Suna had no clue what was going on in (M/N)'s life anymore, and he disliked that bad taste it was leaving in his mouth.

He was no longer involved, that just didn't sit right with him.

But nonetheless, he cleaned his area up and left the apartment. He quickly hid in the shadows, thinking of some way to get (M/N) to be his again... but how?

That night when (M/N) came home, he opened the door, expecting to see Suna- he was never one to listen. But he was surprised to see his living room cleaned and a no show of the taller male who stayed over.

A sigh left his mouth, he was hoping he stayed. But he would never admit it, he walked to the kitchen and cooked himself some dinner. After that, he went to take a shower, after the must needed relaxation of a shower he went to his room.

"It's a good thing he didn't stay though..." (M/N) ran his fingers across a picture frame of Suna and him, before putting it back on his nightstand. He crawled into bed and turned the lights off, hoping to sleep before the next day.