Jealousy || Hibari Kyoya x Reader

(c) story: Me

(c) anime: Akira Amano

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR! The creator did!

Warning: OOC Hibari

Anyways, I think people might have read this is Quotev, yes, I am Zukateku, I announced it in my story, Falling Apart. So yeah, don't report me, this is truly mine

"Kyoya—can you come with me in the Namimori Middle Ball?"

That question you asked to your boyfriend for about twenty or twenty one times and all he answers with a—

"No."

You always have dreamed of going to a ball with your boyfriend. Of course, you dream has been crushed because your boyfriend hates going in school balls and prefers to stay alone in the middle of his office while playing with Hibird. The bird you always watched singing the Namimori school anthem while Hibari is sleeping on your lap.

And his excuse would always be—

"I don't like crowded places, herbivore."

—the herbivore part is always added and stressed out which made you ticked off.

And in the end you just puff you cheeks out, cross your arms and stomp out.

The cycle always go round and round.

This is the last try, you really wanted to go with him, really wanted to go with him. I mean, he is your boyfriend.

"Hibari, can you pl—?" You were cut off by the prefect.

"JUST SHUT UP HERBIVORE." he yelled, his eye twitching in annoyance, slamming his hands down his desk. Some seconds pass by, you shut his door, not wanting him to see the tears forming in your eyes.

Even though you deserved it because of your stubborn personality, you just wanted him to go with you. You wanted your boyfriend to go to this one event that you always wanted to go.

Of course you thought he had enough of the requests and so you decided to go to the ball and decided to go out with someone else because you too were also tired of him ignoring your requests of him going with you in the ball.

And that said someone is Yamamoto, Takeshi. The dense basketball player had asked you to go with him because he had no one to go to in the ball, and only one day is left in finding a date. He was too dense to figure out that a thousand of other girls wanted him to take them to the ball, but he was too dense to figure out what the chocolates, cards and roses are for. And because you also had no date, you accepted because, in the ball—you needed to have a date to go inside, rules are said by the principal.

The truth is, you just wanted to go to the ball and watch people dance with each other, sometimes you want to see a new bond forming in between two persons and go kiss your boyfriend too. You wanted your boyfriend to prove that he loved you like you loved him.

But the problem is—he doesn't want to go, does he? You sighed and sat on the couch of your house while eating some instant ramen noodles. Another fact is you have moved out of your parent's house three years ago because they wanted you to be independent and live by yourself, but they would send some money to you once a month and pay for the bills of your apartment.

Then suddenly the chopsticks in your hand snapped into two and you placed the instant ramen noodles cup in the table while shaking your head violently. You have forgotten to buy your dress! You slapped yourself because of your stupidity. You had no choice but to wear the dress bought by your mother last week.