Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

The Fight

Hizashi's POV:

Today I had gone to UA grounds to do some paperwork. That took about half my day. Then right after that, I had to go meet up with some pro heroes to talk about my job as a pro hero in Japan. By the time I had finished everything for the day, it was already 9:13 PM (21:13). I hurried my way back to my apartment and was at the door by 9:36 PM (21:36) I was a bit tired as I had woken up at 4:30 AM. I pulled out my keys, but just as I was about to unlock the door, it opened.

"Oh, hey Hamako-" "We need to talk."
"Oh?" I stepped inside the house, shutting the door behind me. As soon as it shut, though, Hamako pushed me into the wall and started screaming at me. "WHO THE HELL IS THAT BLACK HAIRED HOBO?!?! ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME, FA**OT!" ((A/N I am so sorry you had to witness Hamako being an absolute bitch)) I was so confused. "First of all, do NOT call me that, I swear to GOD, it will be the very last thing you say to me. Second of all, who the HELL are you talking about?"

"Don't tell me what to do! You will NEVER leave me. You NEED me." I looked down at my feet, not responding, but still very angry. "I'm talking about that ravenette that was hanging out in the apartment with this blue haired chick." That's when it hit me. "Shota...?" "So you DO know him!" "Yeah, we're FRIENDS!... just friends." Hamako opened the door before pushing me out.

"Well then sleep at HIS apartment tonight. Fucking retard." "Hamako! Wait!" "I'll see you in the morning, Zash." She slammed the door and I just buried my face in my hands. "Damn it! I have nowhere to stay..." I walked over to the wall and sat down on the ground. My phone was in the apartment and so was my wallet. I couldn't pay for a hotel, plus, the hotels here were sketchy.

Shota's POV:

There was no way in hell that I was ACTUALLY going to sleep. I was about to pull out my blade, when I heard yelling. It sounded like two people fighting. It didn't take long before I recognized the one voice. It was Hizashi. After a bit of listening, I realized that they must have been fighting about... me? About 45 minutes later I heard the door slam shut as Hizashi was thrown out, I guess.

I kinda felt bad because of how his girlfriend treated him like shit, and it was all my fault. I wanted to help, but I didn't want to seem like I cared. Fuck it. I opened my door, and indeed, there was Hizashi. I slowly walked up to him, he didn't see me since his head was in his hands. "Come on." I said, as I placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up as I started walking back towards my apartment. He followed me as I closed the door and sighed.

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