BUSHI One Shot Collection

Destructive Behavior

Pairing: Bushi/FC

Category: Angst

Warnings: none

58. "You say I drink too much. You say I fuck too much. So what the hell am I supposed to do?" Gluttony – Buckcherry

"You know Bushi, I'm really getting tired of wading through dirty panties and empty bottles to get to you every fucking morning." You complained to the unconscious man as you attempted to do just that, stepping gingerly over the discarded clothing and pushing the empty alcohol containers aside with your toe. Finally making it to his bedside you grimaced at the naked blonde strewn across his body. With a rough poke in her ribs you woke her up, pulling her by the top of her arm off the bed.

"Get dressed and get out." You told her pointing to her discarded dress that was near the door.

"He doesn't want me...." She started arguing.

"Yes he does." You interrupted. "You're not special. You're not the first. He isn't even going to remember your name when he wakes up. So save yourself the embarrassment and get out." She looked like she was going to argue some more, glancing at Bushi's prone form on the bed, but decided otherwise pulling on her dress and slipping out the door.

I get it started and then I get brokenhearted

Because I can't get a hold of the beast

It's like I'm blind, I'm running out of time

Everything I crave is out of reach

You knew why he was doing this, but it didn't make it any easier to deal with. His heart had been broken and shattered into pieces by his longtime girlfriend. Bushi had been prepared to propose to her planning an elaborate proposal. When he had gone to surprise her he had found her with another man practically living in the house with her. It had destroyed Bushi. That had been about six months ago and now every night as soon as he was done with work he was out drinking and fucking another girl.

"I know you're up Bushi. I got rid of her. Go shower." You told him, keeping your back turned. You had gotten one too many glimpses of Bushi in all his glory over the past few months and while it was a nice sight to see you weren't looking to join his list of conquests.

"Why you being so bitchy?" He groaned rolling out of bed and padding into the shower as you heaved an irritated sigh.

"Because all you do is drink and fuck lately Bushi. How long is it going to be until just at night isn't enough and you start drinking at work?" You asked trying to make him see the error of his ways. You knew he was heartbroken, but enough was enough. You had let him wallow for months now and it was time for him to start moving on.

"What do you want me to do Y/N?" He yelled coming out of the bathroom. In the dresser mirror you could see him in the doorway, towel wrapped firmly around his waist so you turned to face him.

You say I drink too much

You say I fuck too much

So what the hell am I supposed to do

I wanna die and kill my dirty mind

"I want you to be happy Bushi," You said softly. "You have me and your brothers worried sick about you. We want our friend back. She ain't worth it." Your heart ached as Bushi slumped, sliding down the door frame to sit on the floor and found yourself right beside him, your arm around his shoulder as he sobbed.

"I loved her, Y/N. I wanted to marry her." Bushi cried. "How could she do that to me?"

"I know sweetie," You murmured stroking his hair. "I don't know why she did that. But I do know you deserve better than that. You deserve to be happy. Don't let her win."

"What's wrong with me?" Bushi asked burying his face in the crook of your shoulder. "The only time I don't think about her is when I'm drunk. When I'm sober all I see is what's wrong with me. Who wants to be with someone who's not home 200 days a year?"

I take a dive and I medicate my mind

Cause I hate what I fuckin' see

"The right one Bushi. She just wasn't it." You told him, eyes darting up as you heard his hotel room open seeing Naito peeking his head in, his face immediately morphing to concern as he hurried into the room. Before you knew it you all of the Los Ingobernables members huddled in the door frame of the bathroom, offering comfort to their hurting brother.

"You guys are right. I need to get over her and move on with my life." Bushi spoke up after a while. He realized while he lost her he still had his family and they weren't going anywhere. "I'm sorry I've been a mess the last few months. I promise I'm going to cut back on my drinking and sleeping around."

You smiled as he held his fist out, his brothers quickly sticking their hands to his. You were surprised when Naito nudged you in the ribs indicating you should join the ritual. Your smile widened as you stuck your fist to theirs, feeling truly accepted into the family for the first time. From the corner of your eye you saw Bushi looking at you, a light in his eyes you hadn't seen in a long time and felt a light blush stain your cheeks as you wondered what the future may hold.