Komorebi

the truth

wanna give a special s/o to @Royal0 always showing love! love ya

also thank you ALL for the 1k reads! happened so quickly, thank u

You were in the kitchen of your house that you shared with your boyfriend. You have been together for awhile, and have been talking about getting married.

Lately, you haven't been talking to him. You've avoided him sometimes, you can't look him in the eye anymore, you were a lot more distracted.

As you were cooking dinner, Lucky walked in. Shirt loose, sloppy tie, bloodshot eyes, and messy hair.

"Lucky? What's wrong with you?"

"Are you cheating on me?"

You stopped in your tracks, "What?" your back faced him.

"Tell me the truth." he said breathlessly.

"Lucky," your body felt weak. "Why would you say that? Of course I didn't cheat on you, what makes you say that?"

He leaned forward on the counter, observing you.

"I'm sorry, I just..you're not the same."

You gulped.

"I can't touch you, you won't look at me...it's like you're cheating on me."

You reluctantly walked to him. "I'm not cheating on you. Never did. Never will."

You rubbed his shoulders and tried to comfort him, like how you usually do. But it felt so weird.

"Y/n. Do you still think of me?"

"What do you mean?" you got nervous.

Lucky turned around, "When you see flower shops on the side of the road, what do you think? Whenever you randomly laugh o-or smile at something, what are you thinking about? Who is the first person you think of when you see anything that has to do with love?"

Lucky was intimidating you and you wanted to cry. It was like all of your secrets were unraveling.

"I think of you, Lucky. I love you.."

"Don't lie to me." he started crying as well, "Don't you dare lie to me."

You hid your face from his. He backed you up against the wall, couldn't get any closer to your face.

"Lucky-"

"Who do you think of y/n because it sure as hell ain't me." he trapped you in with his arms.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to get the truth!" he yelled, "Do you think of me still? Tell me!"

"No!" you screamed back.

All the bottled up emotions came out, and his pressuring had a lot to do with that.

"I don't think of you anymore," you sobbed, "And I'm sorry! But I can't help it! If I could then I would, but I can't!"

Lucky was heartbroken, you could tell just by looking at his face.

"Get out y/n."

"Please-"

"Get out!"

You didn't want to upset him anymore, and did exactly as he said.

Sadly, good things do come to an end.