In Every Universe. (Dandadan Fanfiction)

Chapter 7: In Every Universe

(This is the final chapter of this story, I really hope you all enjoy it, I had an idea in mind from start to finish on how to end this all, and here it is. If you guys would like more set in this sort of world, let me know because I love writing it and would happily just keep writing chapters of the gang doing slice of life esc things ever!!)

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"M-Miss Ayase" The occult boy firmly knocked at the door trying his best to sound confident as he was stood adjusting his glasses and pulling down his shirt, making himself atleast look somewhat presentable towards the girl he loved so dearly. On the other side, the girl had already risen to her feet intently, tiptoeing cutely off towards the mirror to readjust her clothing, tie her hair up and slap her cheeks making them a slight shade of pink before spinning to answer the knock in question. The boy adjusting himself reached up to knock again and as he did the wooden barrier flung wide open revealing the perfectly in tact, hair freshly tied high Momo Ayase who greeted him with a shy smile, to which he replied back with one equally as shy. She urged him inside eagerly, with a small smile on her face slowly growing as he took a couple of steps in and then awkwardly stood in the middle of the room observing all that shined pink and was plastered with a man who went by the same name as he. The brunette girl shut the door behind him quietly and then began to just observe the boy without his knowledge, he stood taller than usual, like he was carrying himself more, he looked more attractive than usual, he looked more mature, more himself. She liked that, a lot. She walked past him, brushing his arm before sitting in the end of her bed, patting next to her, to which he obliged and sat next to her. The awkward silence really did follow, it took over them as the boy began to twiddle with his thumbs and the girl began to twist a strand of hair around her finger itching to speak to the boy.

"M-Miss Ayase." The boy finally spoke up, heightening the attention of the brunette sat next to him.
"I-I don't know where to start with an explanation, but- you- you definitely need one from me." He acknowledged, turning to face the girl instead of sitting side by side, his hand naturally moving to a place that felt more comfortable, one that caused the girl to flush at the feeling of his hand softly touching her thigh, thumb slowly stroking side to side as if to tell her to keep her cool.
"I- I had been stuck at a crossroads for a while you see. I never knew how to explain my situation without seeming like I was meeely asking for attention. Although I'm an awkward guy ya know, I didnt want to just dump all my problems onto someone like- like yourself, especially when everyone has their own issues." He spoke, locking eyes with her, not loosing that sort of confidence that he had picked up before going into the room. Until the girl met his gaze intently, then the shyness of the boy took over and he looked away, clearing his throat in an instant.

"I know it's extremely hypocritical to say that, because after I- I said all of those things to you, I dumped all my negativity on someone else- well- now we know that person was- was an Alien but uh- that's besides the point now uhm yeah-" He muttered, as the girl waited patiently, letting him speak his thoughts even if he stuttered over and over again when trying to justify the honest truth which she had already at this point forgiven him for.
"She- they- It- I guess heard the events that occurred when my parents would argue, they argued a lot- a hell of a lot. When Turbo Granny was here, I never felt a sense of fear, I would be able to tell them to stop and if I was ever hit or beat as a repercussion for- for defying them it never hurt, Turbo Granny in a way, helped. Until, she left. Then the next time I was with them, each hit, hurt. It stung. I didn't know how to cope with it, and they helped. They would speak to me about it, tell me how I would be okay, they'd ask me to explain how I felt and it- it helped." The boy began to choke on his words as he spoke, trying his best to justify what he had done, even though in his mind he despised the fact he hurt the girl infront of her, her head was only filled with how to comfort the boy.