fuyuhiko kuzuryu

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fair warning: probably will be decently ooc. oh yes, and language. it's baby gangsta, what do you expect? also i mentioned cutting and that may be triggering so yeah okay have fun reading.

song: sick of loosing soulmates- dodie clark

"(Y/N)?" He calls out your name, acting as if you were going to reply.

Your streak of silence was something that could never be broken. It was as if someone glued your lips shut, or removed your voice box completely.

"Tch, typical. You used to never fuckin' shut up! Talk to me damn it! (Y/N)! TALK TO ME!" The short and angry blond bangs on your door, almost desperately.

"No." That's the first word that flutters out of your mouth.

No.

"H-hey! You talked to me!" Fuyuhiko shouts, sounding borderline triumphant.

What a strange being you are.

"Go away." Are the next two.

"No... (Y/N) Lemme in." Fuyuhiko insists.

"What?"

"Open the fricken door."

"No."

"Why are you so goddamn stubborn? Lemme in, please." The yakuza jiggles the handle of the locked door.

There's a silence, a long one. Fuyuhiko is about ready to give up on you, but something happens. The door clicks. You've finally given in to the boys pleads and begs. Your door is now unlocked.

Fuyuhiko opens the door to your dark room.

"Please tell me your okay." He says to you, sounding concerned, but at the same time he had his usual angry tone.

"I don't kno..." A pause from you. A hesitant one. "I'm okay."

God knows where I would be if you haven't found me sitting all alone in the dark.

The blond turns on a light. He spots you on your bed, hugging your knees. There were reminiscences of tears stained on your face.

"(Y/N) I know it's-" Fuyuhiko tries, but you cut him off.

"I'm gonna die here, Fuyuhiko. Nekomaru... Gundam.... they're d-dead! Hah! I- I-... I'm probably next!" You exclaim. More tears form on the brink of your eyes.

"No! What the hell don't think like that! No one else is gonna fuckin' die!" He yells at you.

Your face is now buried in your knees. You sob. Loud and gross sobs of pure emotion. The pain of loosing all your best friends is coming out here and now, in front of a gang leader.

"I don't wanna die... I... just- I-" You sputter and spit. "It's too soon for everyone!" You blurt.

A dumb screenshot of youth

The yakuza let's out a sigh. He then hesitantly brings you into his arms. You desperately cling on to the blond, sobbing. The hurt of everything that's happen on this island, coming out here and now.

Watch how a cold broken teen, will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof.

"Cmon (Y/N), lighten up for me won't you? I don't want you being sad n shit all the damn time." Fuyuhiko says, in a clear attempt to lighten your depressed mood.

You sniffle and nod. The fact that you broke down in front of him now seems slightly embarrassing. You wipe away your tears. Fuyuhiko breaks a content smile, seeing that you now feel a minuscule better.

"Hey (Y/N)?"

You lightly hum in response.

"You didn't do anything... irrational, right?" Fuyuhiko worriedly asks.

"Irrational?" You question.

"Yeah, you know" He motioned a cutting movement on his wrist. "That."

You immediately scrunch up your nose and shake your head no.

"I would never." You pause. "...Thanks for asking though." You hesitantly add on.

What the hell would I be without you?

"That's good. We all know I got a little fuckin' irrational after Peko died." Fuyuhiko says with a little chuckle.

You shutter at the memory of seeing Fuyuhiko opening his stomach open, and right after he had lost his eye. Suddenly, you find that your hand is now in his. You look over at the boy. His face is solemn and sad. You give the small boys hand a light squeeze.

Brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth.

"I guess I know how you feel." Fuyuhiko  softly admits.

"Just promise me something," You say. "Don't leave me please."

Fuyuhiko smiles softly. "Why the hell would I do that? That's fucking stupid, (Y/N). I wouldn't do that."

Cause I'm sick of loosing soulmates, where do we begin?

You jump on Fuyuhiko. Your sadness has now dissipated, and it's all because of the young gangster. You engulf him in a hug.

"You're so fucking weird, (F/N) (L/N)."

"Oh shush, you still enjoy my presence."

"I fucking love you." He mumbles into your hair.

The blond pecks your cheek, with his face burning a bright pink.

I can finally see your as fucked up as me, so how do we win?

"You won't ever loose me." Fuyuhiko whispers.

A smile spreads across your face, and you let go of the blond.

"I love you too, Fuyuhiko."

Im sick of loosing soulmates, won't be alone again.










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(800 not including the first part) okay it's bad shut up bye

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