Shinsou Hitoshi x Male Reader

Scenario #4

When You Know Something Is Wrong

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(M/N) (L/N)

I knew something was wrong.

I didn't know what it was exactly. I couldn't quite place my finger on the problem, or where I believed it was coming from. But I knew, deep down in my gut that something wasn't right. There was something in the back of my mind telling me that something bad was going on, but I just couldn't pinpoint what it was until Shinsou started to act weird.

At first, his actions were small. So small that I myself could barely even notice. Keyword, barely. To others, they would have turned a blind eye, but since I was dating him I understood him better than he understood himself, I could see it. Just small things were changing, like the fact that he started to sleep less some days and then fall asleep in class.

Or when he got the chance to sleep at night, but would still be tired. Which caused the bags under his eyes to get deeper and worse than they already were. Like I said, only someone that knew him like I did better than himself would only notice this. Of course, everyone knew that Shinsou had bags under his eyes and that he seemed abnormally tired all the time, but I knew how he was acting now was not himself

I could slowly tell something was going on with just that happening, but I knew whatever was going on with him was getting worse when his usual carefree and calm personality that he showed me all the time started to dwindle. I don't particularly know when it started to, but I do know that when it did, the smallest things would irritate the life out of him.

From then on, small things went from irritating him, to making him angry. Of course, he would never yell at me or put his hands on me. But, I could see it in his eyes. Just from the look in his eyes, I knew. I knew he was angry with the way his purple eyes would grow a dark lavender. Or how his eyes would turn a dull violet when he was annoyed.

But, what cleared up my suspicions the most was when he started to reject me. It started off with simple, "I'm busy's," "I can't right now's," and "I'm not in the mood's." Which is something that didn't bother me. I knew something was wrong, so I tried my hardest to be understanding and let him have some space to figure it out. But when those rejections turned into something that began to hurt me, I knew there was something wrong with him.

"Leave me the fuck alone (M/N)."

It was the first time he had spoken to me over the course of a few days. And it was also the first time he had ever spoken to me like that, ever. And at first, I was surprised when he said this to me. I looked up at him with wide surprised eyes. While he, on the other hand, had a blank expression on his face while his eyes were dull like they have been for the past week

I could feel myself tearing up, I could feel every fiber of my being start to grow angry at the male in front of me. I wanted to glare at him. I wanted to scream and shout at him. I wanted to use every curse word my mind started to think of and let him have it. I wanted to let him know exactly how I was feeling, and how he was making me feel throughout this whole situation.

I ended up doing none of the above.

"Shinsou..." I trailed off, but all he did was look down at me. He shook his head and turned away from me to try and leave. But I wouldn't let him. I ran and stopped right in front of him, blocking the front door, and his way out. He looked down at me again, I could see his eyes dulling, but I could care less.

"Move." It was as quiet as a whisper, and in a tone that made a shiver run up and down my spine in a way that scared me. But I shook my head, continuing to look straight into his eyes. "I won't move from this spot until you tell me what the hell is going on," I said. But Shinsou, he shook his head at me. "Nothing is wrong-" "That's bull shit!" I exclaimed, cutting him off.

He stared at me with wide eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off again. "Don't give me anymore bull shit about nothing being wrong. You've been out of it for two weeks now like I wouldn't even notice." It didn't surprise me how his eyes had narrowed into a glare, and how his lips formed into a scowl.

"I said, nothing is wrong-" "Damn it Shinsou! Why can't you just tell me what's wrong with-" I didn't get to finish. Shinsou's hands slammed onto the door, his arms trapping me between him and the piece of wood. His glare never let up as he looked into my eyes, which made it feel like he was staring into my soul. "I will not say it again."

Maybe if I didn't know Shinsou well enough, I would have been scared. At the thought of him being so pissed and close to me at the same time. But all I did was frown at him. My own eyes staring closely into his own. He was still pissed, but the more I looked into them, the more I could tell that this anger was not pointed towards me.

But it didn't stop there. No, it didn't. Slowly but surely, I could see everything he was feeling. And with the way his eyes no longer were glaring towards me, I knew that he knew that I was staring into him now. And I could tell that he was going to try and look away from me, but I reached up and cupped his cheek in the palm of my hand.

"Hitoshi..." I slowly whispered his name, which made his eyes widen. I saw panic, regret, and many other emotions swimming around. Along with how wet his eyes were slowly becoming. It was like a dam. A dam that was trying it's hardest to stay put, to not rock against the sticks, rocks, and many other things that kept it in place. It was like the dam had tried it's hardest to stay strong, but no longer could.

Drops fell one by one from his eyes until they were a continuous waterfall down his cheeks. The water finally breaking free from the restraint that kept it in place. His body slowly began to shake, his feet moved slightly forward, his knees began to buckle, and he, all together, began to lean into me. And I was there to catch him, right there to catch him in my arms.

His arms wrapped around my neck, his knees gave out right from under him. And I fell with him. I fell with him and sat in his lap as he cried into my shoulder. His cries slowly turning into loud sobs. Loud sobs of "Im sorry's" and "I didn't mean to's." And I held him. I held him as his cries continued to get louder, and his grip on me slowly began to get tighter.

"(M/N)!" he called out. "I'm here" I replied back. "(M/N)" he called out again, bawling my shirt into his fists. "I'm here Hitoshi, I'm here." He didn't stop after that. He continued to call out for me and to tell me he was sorry for many things. And I continued to hold him, to tell him that I was there and telling him that everything would be okay. Even though it seemed like it wasn't going to be.

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See y'all soon

~ Tae