❝ Ask you once, ask you twice now
There's lipstick on your collar
You said she's just a friend now
Then why don't we call her ❞A tick mark appear on your head when you're about to wash all the dirty clothes. A stain of lipstick on your husband's collar is too visible and it's obvious it's not yours since you only use light colours.
"Keiji, care to explain this?" you shove the shirt right in front of Keiji's face.
He put down his cup of coffee before examine the shirt. "She's just a friend," he say almost immediately.
You shake your head in disappointment. You never thought a person like Keiji would do something like this to a woman who's been through thick and thin with him for the past 25 years.
❝ Used to take me out, in your fancy car
And make out in the rain
And when I ring you up,
don't know where you are
'Till I hear her say your name❞FIVE YEARS AGO :
"Keiji!" a giggle escape your lips as you skipped like a child on the rain puddle.
Keiji smile under the umbrella before joining you dancing in the rain, ignoring all the stares from people. What was so weird with 17 years old teenagers acting like a child every once in a wild?
He planted a kiss on your lips and you respond back, tangling your hands on his messy, soaking wet hair. The kiss is full of love and passionate. You could feel Keiji smile through the kiss and pull you closer.
PRESENT :
"Mom, why are you crying?," your son, Hiroto look at you with worry eyes.
Hiroto kind of look like Keiji during his young age. He's the love product between you and Keiji and right now he's 17.
"Is it because of dad?" Hiroto growl a little. He's not dumb to know that his dad has been cheating on his mom with some slut out there.
"A-Ah yeah but don't worry," you smile at him.
Despite all wrinkles, Hiroto still thinks you're very beautiful and his dad is blind. He's thinking to set up a blind date after you and Keiji are not together anymore.
❝ I'm onto you, yeah you
I'm not your number one
I saw you, with her
kissing and having fun ❞Tears streaming down your face as you watch your best friend and your husband are laughing together and steal kisses here and there. Your older brother could only look at you with eyes full with sympathy.
Akaashi was the least person he thought would break you into small pieces.
"Kou, am I not good enough?" your words come out as a whispers.
Bokuto pull you into a hug as you cry on his chest. Memories after memories flash before your eyes. The first time you met when you were in last year in middle school, your first child, Hiroto, when you were 23, still in college and finally the day the both of you vows not to leave each other when you were 25.
"You are enough, little one. You are," Bokuto coo.
After half and hour crying, you wipe off your tears and say to yourself ;
"Kou, I'm done with Keiji,"
❝Don't need to deny the hurt and the lies
And all the things you did to me
I swear I know you did❞
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Fanfiction[ completed ] [ major editing] perfection : meaning - akaashi keiji "i need some sweetness in this bitter life" - keiji • requests are open!! [ closed ] • i own the plot ― one-shots © 2017 : izumi