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Giyu pov:

"Get up, bitch."

I open my eyes and see sanemi in front of me.

"Wha- OW!! STOP KICKING ME!" I yell, pushing him away.

I rub my eyes, realising I'm lying on the floor.

"Sanemi... Why am I on the floor?" I mumble, sitting up and cringing when my head hurts.

He crouches down in In front of me, head tilted to the side.

"Explain." He says, and then I realise what's in his hand. The pills.

I panic.

"Oh- they're my- um- medication for... Headaches. Real bad headaches. Yep." I stutter, trying to grab the jar, but he holds it out of my reach.

"I don't see why you had to peel the label off, Giyu." He says, now sounding slightly angry.

I keep quiet. I don't know how to defend myself in this situation.

"Giyu... What is going on with you? I found this as well." He holds up a razor blade.

My razor blade.

I gasp. How could I be so dumb? "Wait- no- t-that wasn't me- i-"

But before I can finish, he hugs me.

"Why are you-"

"Shut up." He says, squeezing me tighter.

"But I thought you hated me." I say, muffled by his hoodie.

"I do." He mumbles.

"Then Why-" I try to say, but he slaps the back of my head.

I shut up.

He's warm.
He smells nice.
I slowly relax and let him hug me.
I haven't had physical contact with other people for so long, it scares me.
But he feels safe.

"Giyu- are you fucking crying?" He says.

"No." I sniff.

Sanemi's POV:

I don't know why I did this.
He just looked so broken.

I still hate him.

He is and always will be a dumb whore.

But-

"I'm sorry." He says, interrupting my thoughts.

"Whatever." I say, getting up.

Why on earth did I just hug him? Because I want him to stop? Probably. Not like he matters. It's just so I don't have to deal with that shit again.

That's the reason.

"Um..."

"Yeah?" I reply, turning around.

"Thank you, sanemi." Giyu mumbles, standing up. His eyes are wet, and his mouth is trembling slightly. He was definitely crying.

"Sure." I say, turning around.

"Can I... Have the- um- pills back?" He asks.

"Are you crazy? No ways. Not after-" but then I stop. He doesn't remember. Should I tell him...? "They're not good for you." I finish, deciding that that, knowing Giyu, it would make this whole situation worse.

I put the pills in my drawer, then lock it.

"Don't even try, tomioka," I say, glaring at him. I chuck the blade into the bin." And don't cut yourself, either. You can die from that, you know, if the blade has-"

"I know that." He says.

"Then why do you... Ugh, nevermind." I grumble, not wanting this to get all mushy again.

Because I hate him.

But I hate how I hate him.

I hate that I feel the same way towards him that I did to Kanae, before... The incident.

I hate that I don't know why I feel that way.

I hate his deep, dark blue eyes.

I hate his perfectly shaped kissable lips.

I hate his soft, silky hair, how his bangs framing his gorgeous face perfectly.

I hate his his soft, yet flat voice.

And most of all...

I hate being so vulnerable.




A/N: lmao I died

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