(A/N: This chapter was written by my cousin. She's really a Ranpo simp lol so she requested my permission to let this part added between these chapters so.....I hope you enjoy this part <3)
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Two weeks later
Two weeks had passed since we rescued Edogawa, and I found myself in my apartment, surrounded by the silence of my thoughts. I absentmindedly munched on the snacks I bought earlier, listening to music through my headphones. My mind kept drifting back to Edogawa, wondering how he was doing.
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Song Playing: A thousand Years by Christina Perri
Time stands still
Beauty and all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath, every hour has come to this
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I stared at my phone lying on the table in front of me, hoping for some news from the agency. But the phone remained stubbornly silent. I sighed, feeling the weight of uncertainty and worry pressing down on me. Leaning back into the couch, I unwrapped a lollipop and popped it into my mouth, closing my eyes as the sweet taste tried to distract me from my thoughts.
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I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
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As the chorus of the song ended, I could have sworn I heard Edogawa's voice.
"Y/N, can I have some of your candies here?"
I jolted up from my seat, looking around the room, but there was no sign of Edogawa. I pulled off my headphones and sighed in dismay. The worry about him had been eating away at me for the past week. Even though Atsushi and the others had reassured me countless times that he would be okay, his prolonged unconsciousness for three days after the rescue left me restless.
My thoughts drifted to the moments at the agency, where I couldn't concentrate on my work. I found myself visiting Edogawa almost every day, hoping to see some sign of improvement. My friends at the agency noticed my distraction and worry, but their reassurances only did so much to ease my mind.
"Just when will he be awake?"
The uncertainty gnawed at me, making it hard to find peace. I took a deep breath and stood up, deciding that a walk might help clear my head. As I grabbed my jacket, my phone vibrated on the table. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly picked it up, seeing the agency's number on the screen.
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