6: Last Chapter.

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You talked to Nishinoya about making him enter your house, and reluctantly he did. He plopped down your living room's sofa, he hung his head low, as if he wanted to hide something.

You grabbed a blanket that you were using earlier and wrapped it around his small frame, and you swore your arms just wanted to hug him tight, so tight that he'd forget about his current troubles.

You sighed as you sat next to him, changing the television to a more better show, a show he liked. He hasn't told you this, but you just knew it, time and time you spent with him must be it. He looked a little better than earlier, he looked a little less like he was suffocating.

"Do you want some snacks.. Noya?" You whisper to him, careful to not startle him. You wanted to comfort him the best that you can, since, his heart was broken twice after all.

He didn't reply. You held in another sigh as you stood up to make your way to the kitchen before he took your hand, and tugged it. He looked up at you, eyes strained, cheeks that were red from the constant drop of warm tears. "Stay, Y/N..."

You sat back and hugged him tight, tight enough so that he'll forget the troubles that weighed him down. "Noya, I won't be gone for long." You tried to reassure him but he wasn't convinced, he looked at you bitterly, like a puppy that was about to be abandoned. You giggled, caught him off guard as this probably was the first time he heard it. "Noyaaa.. I won't ever do such a thing as leaving you," You went in and gave his forehead a few kisses, sending him speechless. "and I've always sticked with you, right?"

Nishinoya nodded, hiding his face away from you again, and it left you a little confused as to why. Nonetheless, you stood up and decided to just grab the chocolate you bought, because you weren't given any time to cook something.

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You gave him the chocolate box, still wrapped up in pretty brown wrapper that resembled his very orbs. He looked up at you, confusion etched on his expression. "I was supposed to give it to you earlier," You almost whispered as you sat down next to him, curling yourself up. "but.. I didn't have the chance to." You muttered shyly. "They aren't the best, so—"

You cut yourself off as you looked at Nishinoya, he was sobbing, clutching onto the chocolate you put so much effort into giving it to him so he could be happy, and not cry.

But you understood.

You couldn't look at him forever as he cried, you felt it harder to breathe, the next time you did breathe, you found yourself sobbing as well as you wrap your whole arms on his frame, hugging his trembling body, yet warm. You hushed him as he mumbled sorrys and forgive mes, telling him that he doesn't need to.

The both of you continued wailing as it gets drowned out by the cries of the rain.

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You blinked, realizing that the both of you fell asleep on the sofa. You stood up, giving all of your sleeping muscles a stretch as sleeping in your sofa wasn't really the best. You turned around, seeing Nishinoya comfortably sleep on the sofa, blankets wrapped around him, and eyes red from crying. It was the cutest thing, and only was it cute was because he looked.. happy.

While you looked like a mess, bedhead, eyes also puffy, and as if you drank, you felt such a bad headache. But you knew that the both of you didn't really have an attractive meal yesterday, so you walked to the kitchen to make the two of you a big and healthy breakfast.

You yelped though as you felt cold arms wrap around your waist, and a head that rested on your back. "Noya—?!" You say rather concerned, also bothered by the arms that wrapped around you.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. For showing you such a side," Nishinoya apologized, whispering. "sorry for being so lame.." And he'd cry, if only he wasn't so sorry.

You took the arms around you and turned around to face him, he gasped but couldn't shake you away, you felt him turn hot as it was now your turn to hug him. "It's alright, Noya, I don't care whatever side you show me." You breathed. He hesitated, yet he hugged you back, muttering a little thank you.

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The two of you finished up breakfast and was now heading to Nishinoya's place. At first he didn't want a girl to take him home, but you reasoned that his guardians would probably need an explanation, so you felt very happy when he finally gave in.

"Hey, Y/N. Why don't you stay over this time for dinner?" He suggested kind of blankly, of course it shocked you. And it seemed like he finally registered what he said when both the ends of his cheeks turned a rosy red. "I mean—!"

"—Nishinoya?!"

The both of us turned only to see someone completely unexpected, and honestly you just wanted to pretend she never existed. Hanamori, in the flesh, standing there legs shaking as if she just caught her boyfriend cheating.

You deadpanned. But Nishinoya looked like he wasn't bothered the slightest, why? After all that chasing after her?

"Nishinoya, why are you with her? I thought you won't be with her again?" Hanamori growls as she pointed at you, oh so dramatically, emphasising everytime she called out to you. "And here I thought you loved me.."

Nauseous, you felt nauseous. You looked at Nishinoya with concern, but he looked like he wanted you out of this. Why? Was he going to chase her again? You felt sadness boil inside of you, again. Thinking that maybe it's better to give up your feelings for him—

"I'm sorry, Hanamori." Nishinoya puts your thinking to a halt, facing the rosy haired girl. "But, I have one now."

"What..?" Hanamori looked confused just as you were.

Nishinoya turned to you, and grinned, a grin wider than any other. And you felt refreshed, because he hasn't grinned the whole time, and you felt joyous, because he held your hand warmly, intertwining both of your fingers as if to say that he won't ever let you go, ever again.

And he looked back to her, yelled the loudest he could to let the neighborhood hear, to let the whole world hear. That he's found—

"A happy place!"

𝘼 𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 | NishinoyaxReaderWhere stories live. Discover now