.: ~ Shinsou's POV ~ :.
I Wait for a response, Dadzawa's face slowly turns into a frown, then one of fury. 'Crap. I'm screwed.' hell right I was. Dadzawa marched out of the room and slammed the door shut, only so hard that the wooden door fell of it's hinges. I heard him yelling at Mama mic, Eri had been put to bed, I knew it by heart. I crept down the hall and listen in.
"HE FUCKING LIED"
"what?"
"I SAID HE FUCKING LIED OR DO I NEED TO SAY IT LOUDER??"
I bite my tounge usually Dadzawa was the quiet one while Mama Mic would be the one screaming. but this time the roles were completely reversed and I'm not going to lie, I was scared of what would come.
"No, I meant who lied about what."
"ABOUT BEING OVER THAT GODDAMNED BLONDE!"
"Honey, you forget he's in love with that blonde."
"WELL HE'S DEAD SO HE NEEDS TO GET THE HELL OVER IT!"
"Please calm down, Your gonna wake up Eri"
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE RIGHT NOW??"
"Please?"
"NO"
"At least stop yelling?"
"I HAVE EVERY REASON TO BE YELLING RIGHT NOW"
"You do realize I can still be louder than you"
"OF COURSE I D-"
Dadzawa's voice was cut off, I assume Mama Mic had kissed him. Those two could be so sappy at times.
"Would you have gotten over me so soon after My death?"
"Yeah," Dadzawa didn't even hesitate. I almost laugh but remain silent
"He- You didn't even hesitate!"
"I know"
"Asshole"
"mm.... I'm your asshole though."
"cliché"
"But seriously, He needs to get over it."
"He said he was."
"I walk in and saw him watching fucking hospital footage trying to prove it. He doesn't"
"-oh..."
"Go talk to him."
"-Wha?? ME?"
"yes. You."
"Fine."
I rush to my room and sit back on my bed not staying to see what happens. Go figure Mama Mic walks in a few moments after I perfected my stance, I don't even look at him "Hey, Shinsou! You know your one of my favorite listeners right?" "I'm not one of your listeners." I say flatly as I sit up and look at him with a natural blank and tired stare. "Ok, Ok I'm sorry, but you have me and Shota worried." I shrug and he sits beside me. "Do you miss, um what's his name?" "Kaminari" "Yeah, do you miss calamari?" "Kaminari, and yes. I do." I say with a sigh and Mic hugs me tightly before speaking softer than I thought he was able to do, "We all do but, Life goes on, sweetie you have to too." I look at him "Never use to then use too right after," I say avoiding answering his statement and he nods before getting in front of me and forcing me to look at him "You get my point though right?" I growl "I don't know if your ears or common sense is broken but You and Aizawa Don't seem to understand my point!" I didn't dare say Dadzawa like I usually did, I wouldn't be surprised if they dumped me back onto the street where they found me. "What do you mean?" I stand up forcing his hands from me and back away, tears were making my sharp vision blurry. "I'm Not going to move on! I can't !" I say louder than I intend but I'm so upset I don't care. I go to back out of the room but my back hits something. I turn to open the door and find that what's stopping me isn't my door, it's Aizawa. "Sit your ass back down" his voice is sharp and makes me feel worse. I try to push him away but his angry stance stops me from doing so.
A/N So there is option one my readers! I hope you understand where I'm coming from with this and don't stop reading because of this option. trust me it gets better. Onto option 2! (Word Count: 646)
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