MCD x Reader Oneshots

garroth → midnight latte [angst]

Set in: Minecraft MyStreet

For those who don't know: angst is a very emotional/saddening one-shot style. Typically, I don't write angst, but I've been reading Haikyuu!! angst all afternoon so why not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Garroth is remembering his past.

I made some pretty dumb mistakes when I was in MyStreet.

For one, I never helped Dante with the groceries, and never did the laundry when it was my turn. I never bothered ironing my shirts, or putting my dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I constantly forgot to turn the heat on when it was winter, and the air conditioning when it was summer.

And then, there was her. Y/N. Beautiful, kind girl. She was always there for me. I never really acknowledged her—I was a dick for only being around her when I needed support.

And then, she was gone. Like a lovely bird, flying south and never coming back. I didn't realize how sick she was until it was too late.

Irene, how dense I can be.

I remember the first time she came over to our house. She lived a few houses down, so it wasn't like it took her hours to get here. I won't ever forget what she said to me.

She was sitting on the beanbags, reading a magazine. I lay on my bed, being oblivious on my phone.

"Garroth," she said randomly.

"What?" I mused, although at the time, I don't think I really cared.

"You're a good person," she said with a smile.

"Oh, thanks," I said, not taking my head out of my phone.

"Really."

I shrugged. "Thanks, I guess. That was random."

She giggled a little. It sounded like music.
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That night, she came up to my bedroom window.

"Garroth!" she whispered.

I opened my eyes a little and rubbed them tiredly. "Y/N? Is something wrong?"

She shook her head. "I want to go somewhere with you."

"Where?" I gave a mental sigh. My bed was so comfy and I didn't want to leave.

"Coffee shop," she said, in a firm tone.

"Coffee shop? Are they even open?" I asked groggily.

She nodded. "24/7. Let's go."

I physically sighed. "Alright." I wish I treasured those moments with Y/N more than I did.
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Y/N sipped her latte with a comforting smile across her face. "Ahh~. It tastes so good. How about your's?"

I shrugged staring at the plastic container. "Yeah."

"Midnight lattes. I never knew I'd go out to a shop at one am to get one with a, um, a friend."

A friend. For some reason, there was regret laced through her voice. Did she ever think of me as more than a friend?

I do. Now. But she's gone. I waited for too long. I'm too late.
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Gone. I still can't believe it. I barely visited her at the hospital. I'm lying in my bed. Comfy, yes, but I can't sleep. No surprise there.

I rub my eyes and get up. There's familiar feeling in my stomach.

Thirst.

My thoughts fly to Y/N. I get up and shove on a sweatshirt.

Off to the coffee shop.
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I walk back home alone, sipping a latte. It's delicious. I bought a second one for unclear reasons. Maybe it's her, or maybe I'm extra thirsty.

I sit up on the porch of the house and stare at the darkened neighborhood. I place the second latte on the chair next to me.

"Shit," I mutter and my lower lip trembles. Why didn't I treasure my time with her?! She's gone, and I did nothing when she was alive! I never fucking acknowledged her existence!

"Dammit!" I scream, throwing my latte on the wooded porch.

She's gone.

The only thing left of her was her love of midnight lattes.

I'M SORRY! Dang, I almost cried while writing this. The "remembering his past" thing is credited to another Haikyuu!! one-shot author, I forgot her username rip ;-;

xxx,
vylad