Broken
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No matter how many fan girls he had, he only had eyes for you. No matter how many presents he get, he only wanted you. No matter how many girls loved him, he only loves you.
You didn't see that, though. As he left you to talk to his fans, you felt tears threatening to spill.
'Did he not love me anymore?' You thought and pitied yourself abit, thinking how pathetic you were to think he really loved you.
He did love you, you just didn't feel it enough.
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One day, you were having a really crappy day and he wasn't there to cheer you up. He was at practice and you went home without waiting for him, and silently cried on the way back home.
It was the few rare times that you felt suicidal, and it was getting more frequent and worse each time.
Each cut went deeper and deeper, the crimson liquid spilling and coating the floor in seconds. Feeling your eyelids drooping, you heard the door burst open.
He came.
Standing by the door, he scanned the scene and warm tears hazed his vision.
"Oh god, (Y/N), what have you done," he whispered and you succumbed into darkness.
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Waking up to blinding lights, your eyes fluttered around to see where you were. You surely wasn't at your room, or Oikawa's, but you had no idea where you were.
"(Y/N)..." an all too familiar voice rang in your ears. Snapping your head towards it, your heart ached and his warm chest was against your face.
You brought up your bandaged wrist to his back, and hugged him tighter each second.
"Don't leave..." he whispered in a depressed tone that made you feel wanted.
"Are you not happy being with me? Tell me, I can change!" He cried out with desperate eyes.
"I'll make you feel loved, so much that you wouldn't leave me again," he promised you with overflowing determination.
"I love you Tooru," you blurted mindlessly, and a smile formed on his tense expression.
"I love you more."
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Oh shittttt I think I messed up...
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