DmmdxReader/One Shots

Part 1-Fights

Aoba:

"Hey, Aoba," you called, poking your head into his room, but he didn't turn from what he was working on at his desk, he didn't even acknowledge your presence. Your heart skipped once, he never ignored you. Never. "Aoba?" You called again, and this time, you saw his fist clench, but still no response.

You finally huffed and stepped into the boy's room, walking up to him any laying your hand on his shoulder. But he didn't respond in the way you expected.

"Get out y/n!" He shouted. Turning around and shoving you down, making you fall to the ground and sit in stunned surprise.

"What the hell?" You said, rubbing your now sore side that would probably be bruised by morning. You shakily stood up, and glared at him as he glared right back.

"I said get out!" He said again, standing up and coming towards you to grab your arm. You stood firm, and held still, looking him in the eye.

"What is wrong with you?" You growled, as his eyes flashed with multiple emotions at your words.

"It's none of your damn business," he said, and you clenched your fists and teeth, trying to break your arm from his grip, but with no avail. He then threw you backwards, and you slid all the way back to the door on your own two feet, and finally snapped.

"Fine!" You shouted. "Since I don't mean enough to you, then you can go find someone that's worth your time!" And with that, you ran out of his room, down the stairs, and right out of the house, grabbing your backpack, with your allmate inside in the process, and had no intention of coming back.

Noiz:

"Hey," you called up the stairs for your boyfriend, but received no response. "Noiz!" You called again, but still no response. You sighed in frustration, then started going up the stairs. Once you reached the top, you poked your head into Noiz's room, to see him hunched over his desk, his coil and computers open and he was obviously working hard on something. You held your hands on your hips, then walked in, placing your hand on his shoulder.

He rather violently shoved you off, as you grabbed his hand, making him turn around in his chair and face you, his emerald eyes filled with annoyance.

"Y/n," he said lowly, his tone making goosebumps form up your spine. "Get. Out."

"Make me," you said in an equal tone, as he grabbed your wrist and stood up, his taller-than-yours figure scaring you a little bit. He held your wrist tighter, beginning to cut off your circulation as you cried out and tried to pry the boy off. "Noiz! Noiz stop! You're hurting me!" He let go of you, and the force of you pulling away made you fall to the ground the moment he released you. You glared at him, tears of pain and embarrassment pricking at your eyes.

"I said get the hell out y/n," hr growled, sitting back down and turning away. "You're too much of a child to understand anything in doing." The tears broke free at his hurtful words, and you stood up, running out and grabbing your allmate, leaving the house and slamming the door behind you, not looking back, the hate in your heart glowing ever brightly.