Heart Connect (Usui Takumi x Male! reader)

6)

I slid down the old porcelain bathtub, feeling the lukewarm water against my body. My hand slowly reached for the deformed soap sitting on the tap connected to the bath.

I held the deformed soap to my chest as I glanced at the chic bathbombs, shampoo and conditioner om the other side of the bathroom. My grip tightened on the soap.. well, what was left of it.

'I'm not allowed'

I pushed back the urge to smell the strawberry, vanilla shampoo.

"No.. I have my own soap"

I put the old soap on my skin, trailing up my leg, moving my fingers gently against the scars and bruises, which had turned a sickly tint of green and yellow. A sigh left my mouth as I caught myself gaze at the pink bottle with the golden cap.

'It probably costs a lot..'

Again resisting the urge to grab the bottle and feel satisfied bathing..

My mind suddenly went to a certain golden haired boy. Feel satisfied. I sank deeper in the bath, bubbles flowing swiftly upward and disappearing at the surface.

My hand traveled up my left arm as I thought of him  "maybe I wasn't as important to him as he was for me.." getting angry at myself I stoof up and grapped the shampoo bottle. It had a big strawberry on it and one of those yellow vanilla flower together wuth the brown sticks. I pulled the cap of and squirted some in my hand. My eyes widened at what I had done.

"Oh no.. well, what's done is done.. mom won't notice.. right?"

I whispered to myself, I looked at the modern shower I also wasn't allowed to use.. 'no, that's to farfetched' I turned around but the big mirror on the wall caught my attention.. eying at my frail body covered with cuts and bruises.. just now I notice how hurt my body actually is.

A bit of the liquid fell on the floor catching my attention

"Oh.."

I

quickly entered the tub, already having put the soap in my hair. I don't know how to describe this but... I felt so free. I finished bathing finally feeling fulfilled

I dried of and put on a shirt, which was way to big for me, and some black shorts. My wounds were on full display but there was nobody to hude them from, excepy the person who gave me them.

"You good-for-nothing!"

I heard a voice roar from the livingroom, sending shivers down my spine.

"You forgot dinner.." she mumbled

I looked at the (e/c) irises that belonged to my one and only mother.

I smiled nodding, about to walk of to the kitchen I hear mother sniff. I heard a faint "strawberry..". I suddenly got pushed to the wall by my throat. Choking noises leaving my mouth as some drool dript down my chin.

"I GOT THAT FROM HIM!"

She punshed my stomach making me puke some blood, only a little bit..

"You.. you brat... You're only alive because you're part of (father/n)"

I looked up at my mother, hot tears were crippling down her cheeks eventually falling on the floor. She slowly fell down onto her knees and put her hands on her face.

It seemed as if I forgot what she's done to me all those years because the only thing I felt looking at her was sympathy. Losing the love of your life and having to live with his son that you oh so hate getting reminded of him everyday..

I kneeled down beside her and pet her back "Don't touch me!" She pushed me away harshly, hitting my head on the wall harshly.

"Listen! If you weren't his son I would've killed you already!" She screeched.

I looked up at her feeling the tears  build up, I stand up and run upstairs to my room..

Guess I don't feel as satisfied as I hoped...

I stepped out my room and stood by the stairs hearing my mother mutter

"Sorry.. sorry... I'm so sorry"

I lean my head against the wall, I can't leave.. I won't.

Next day at school~

I sigh as Misaki yells at the boys again about their idea. She turned to some girls. "So, what would you guys like to do?" The girls looked at eachother "Uh.. like, a coffee shop?" Misaki emediatly starts writing it down and the boys start complaining again..

I stare at a window laying my head on the desk.. 'what's mother going to do to me..' I kept staring not noticing a certain goldine looking at me from the door.

Oof, I'm sorry I don't update often.. I am having some trouble with getting ideas and am just.. it's be3n a long time since I watched it and having watched it 3 times makes me not want to anymore.. I'm not even sure if I'll finish this so if I stop updating for more then 6 months pff.. that means I've given up..