fool | myoi mina x futa reader [completed]

fool | cinco

it's been a month after the incident, mina shifted from the sweet one back to her cold self. you were confused of what you did wrong from the sudden change. was it something you said? something you did? you didn't know.

you were married for two years now, and everything was ice cold, you thought it's too much. this very moment, mina engaged a verbal fight with you, using you again to get over her stress.

"you're such a stupid asshole, you know? i would never ever want to meet someone like you again! not even in my next life! you're useless and you don't deserve anyone!" you lowered your head as your tears threatened.

"i don't know why you despise me so much, mina. what did i ever do to you to treat me this way?" you keep your head low as your system started to tremble.

"simply because you're useless, l/n y/n! you're useless!" her roar made you looked at her.

"right, i'm fucking useless! i deserve no fucking thing, no one in this cruel life! not even to be happy with you! i love you so damn much, mina! i tried so hard to impress you! i tried so hard to make you like me!" mina was shocked as your tears started streaming down, it's her first time to see you cry after all.

"i spent two years with you, mina! two fucking years! hoping that you'll atleast open your heart to me, but you just used me! you just know me when you need something from me! you toyed me, mina!" no one can stop your tears from falling down.

"why didn't i even thought of leaving you in the first place?" the tension was tight, it was suffocating you.

"y-y/n," mina stuttered as she tried to near you.

"don't. i don't wanna here anything from you," you said, raising a hand to stop her.

"y/n, let me explain. please," mina begged as she followed you to your supposed shared room; you slept on the couch most of the time.

"w-what are you doing?" mina's eyes shaked in fear as she saw you started to fill your luggage.

"y-y/n, please. don't do this to me," mina said, her tears flowing down in fear.

"let go of me, don't you dare touch me," you sternly said, violently retriving your hand.

"please listen to me first. y/n, please," she softly pleaded as she looked down.

"what for? to just hurt me again? to make me believe that everything i dreamt of could possibly happen? i'm tired, mina. i won't fool myself anymore," you said before another tear slipped down.

"listen first, please," she then again pleaded.

"i said i don't want to," you coldly muttered.

"i said listen to me first!" mina regret what she did as she saw you flinch in fear.

"you're just gonna hurt me," you mumbled as you continued packing up.

"i-i'm not gonna do that, y/n. i won't hurt you," she comforted.

"you already did, mina. you already did two years ago," you coldly mumbled.

"y-y/n, please don't leave me. please," she sobbed, holding your hand close to her.

"why would i listen to you? you never did to me," you said, trying to get her grip off.

"y/n, i love you. this might sound untrue by the timing, but believe me, i truly love you. chaeyoung, i dated her to distract myself from you, i was scared to fall for you," she said with soft eyes.

"i was scared that you'll hurt me first, so i did before you could. seeing how much it affected you, i regret everything so much," she continued, looking down as her voice became softer.

"you never showed me how you felt, so i thought you were fine. i regret everything so much, y/n. you're such a wonderful person, and i failed to acknowledge that earlier. y/n, please give me a chance to make it up to you," she cried out softly before hugging you tight.

you weren't at your best state. you probably would have every nerve tingle if mina was to confess her love like this at a normal day, but this isn't any other day. you needed a break, a time to recover from the pain that can almost kill you.

"give me some time to refresh everything, to save myself from you for a little while. if i come back, though i don't know when, it means that i'm willing to spend the rest of my life with you. if i don't, we're going for a divorce," you told her as you loosen her grip on you.

-

days turned to weeks, eventually turning to months. every hour made her anxiety grow, not knowing what to do to win you back eventually.

"i fucked up," she mumbled to herself as she stared at her reflection.

'awful,' she thought.

she has been crying herself to sleep, her mental state was nothing better. she barely ate, making her loose some weight; she was unbothered by these changes she has gone through. she needed you, she was willing to sacrifice anything, everything, just to be with you again.

there was never a day that you slipped off her mind. who was she kidding, she was thinking of you even when she sleeps. both your parents didn't know anything about this arguement, she didn't dare to open it up.

"i really, really fucked up," she mumbled before a tear slipped past her cheek.

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how is it going so far?