Crimson Regret || Hawks (Keigo)

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He lands on another distant rooftop, a few buildings over from where he left you. He wants to go after you, just go right back and find you, but the thought of that look in your eyes as you told him you’re scared of him keeps replaying in his mind. It stops him. He doesn’t have the right to be near you…he never will again. The only thing he can do is watch you as you leave, disappearing back into the building and going home

He feels like punching a damn hole through the floor at this point. He’s stuck here, forced to do patrols all night. Meanwhile there’s nothing he wants more than to go after you and apologize for everything he said and did to you. But he can’t. So he stands there alone on the roof, fighting with every ounce of willpower he has to not just jump down and fly back to you…

[Flashback].

The argument had been going on for what felt like hours, and you could feel the weight of exhaustion settling deep in your chest. You had been here before, too many times to count, circling the same frustrations, the same pain. Tonight, though, something felt different—something darker, heavier.

“You never listen, Keigo!” Your voice broke as you stood across from him, your hands clenched tightly at your sides. “It’s like everything I say just goes right past you. Why do we keep doing this?”

Keigo’s eyes flickered with annoyance as he paced the room, not even looking at you. “Maybe because you’re always saying the same damn thing. You can’t go a day without starting a fight over nothing.”

“It’s not nothing!” you shot back, tears brimming in your eyes. “It’s us. We’re falling apart, and I’m the only one who seems to care!”

He let out a sharp, cold laugh, finally turning to face you. “You think I don’t care? God, you’re always so damn needy. It’s exhausting. Every single day it’s like you need me to hold your hand, to reassure you, to tell you everything’s fine—well, it’s not fine.”

Your heart sank, the tears you had been trying to hold back spilling over. “I just want to feel like I matter to you. Like I’m not invisible.”

“That’s the problem,” he said, shaking his head, his voice dripping with irritation. “You’re always desperate for attention, always clinging to me like I’m the only thing keeping you together. It’s pathetic.”

You flinched, the words hitting you like a physical blow. “Pathetic? Is that really how you see me?”

Keigo sighed, running his hands through his hair in frustration. “You don’t get it, do you? You’re suffocating me. I can’t breathe around you. You’re always there, always needing something. You’re clingy. You’re needy. And I can’t take it anymore.”

Each word cut deeper than the last, and you felt like the ground beneath you was crumbling. Your chest tightened as you tried to steady your breathing, but everything felt too heavy, too much. You wiped at your tears, but they kept coming, blurring your vision.

“I just wanted to be enough for you,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “I thought that’s what love was.”

Keigo shook his head, his face a mixture of frustration and indifference. “Love isn’t this. Love isn’t being smothered until you can’t think straight. You’re too much. I need space. I need to breathe.”

Your entire body trembled as you took a step back, your heart breaking in ways you hadn’t known were possible. “So… what are you saying, Keigo? You’re done?”

He didn’t hesitate, didn’t flinch. “Yeah. I’m done. I can’t keep doing this with you. I’m tired of feeling like I’m drowning because you can’t handle being on your own.”