One day... {Lev Haiba x reader}

1) ..I'm sorry..

You read the magazines while you wait in the lobby. You flip through only to stumble upon a page of a man with grey hair so fluffy, it looks like clouds; green eyes that looked like beads of Jade orbs that anyone could deeply fall into. You could feel yourself ripping apart in the inside...

"Lev..." you whispered quietly to yourself. Guilt churned inside your stomach. You started to tear up until the woman at the front desk called you up. "Y/N? You can go now." You bowed and headed your way up to the 2nd floor. You looked at the mirror one last time, making yourself look presentable before going inside the room.

"I'ma be honest with you kid. Where's the flavor? It was very bland for me. Look... you're a great kid and you can sing! But this song just isn't it. You can do much better, I know you can." The music producer gives you back your music sheets and walks you out. "I hope to see you again in the future." You shake hands and thanked him for his time. As you're walking away from the studio, you began to tear up. Wondering why your music was so bad that no one would want to premiere your song out. 

You lay on your bed as you scroll through your camera roll. Remembering all the fun times you had in your high school year. You came across a particular photo. You smiled to yourself for a couple seconds, only to grow sadder as your smile fades away.

You and Lev loved each other very much. To the point where he can't even stay away from you for 2 seconds. But as you got into your 3rd year, you realized that it was different now. Ever since he got into modeling, he barely had time to have a decent conversation with you. Sometimes he comes home late or gets too tired to do anything. 

You felt like a burden to him. And always compared yourself to the other beautiful models he photoshoots with. You were never able to go to sleep. You overthought about it all the time. Lev noticed that and reassured you that you were the only one for him. Thinking about it now, you missed the way he would kiss your nose and hold you with his long arms. You were thinking of all the things you missed about him when you received a text from Kenma.

Kenma🐱: Hey Y/N, tomorrow Lev is coming back to Tokyo. We wanted to welcome him back with a little get together. You should come.

                       Y/N: I will see what I can do but there is no guarantee I'll be there. I'm not feeling well.

You felt bad for lying to your best friend.. but you really didn't want to see Lev at the moment so you had no choice. Your mind was full of him but your heart had an aching pain. " I love you..." you mumbled to yourself as you looked at the photo. Flashbacks suddenly appeared as you spaced out.

You were walking inside the airport, hand in hand with Lev. He gave you a slight squeeze and smiled at you. You returned the smile as he kissed your forehead. "Y/N-chan~. I love you so much. I hope you know that." As he walked through the crowd, you stopped. "What's wrong Y/N?" You stared in his beautiful green eyes and gave him a broken smile. Tears were on the verge of falling from the corner of your eyes.

"I can't do this anymore.." you mumbled loud enough for him to hear. "Do what?" His voice was calm yet concerned. "This.. I think we-" Lev cut you off. "Don't you dare even finish that sentence." His voice became shaky, he gripped onto your hand more firmly. The silence between you two were intense. All you could hear was the background sound of people chatting and your heartbeat. "..w-we should break u-up." He releases his strong grip, making you able to slip your hand out. 

He stared at you. Not finding the words to say back. He dropped to his knees while he held his face. "It's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault. I haven't been giving you attention! I-I promise to be better Y/N! Look! I'll even stay h-here in Tokyo! As long as you don't leave me!" Wanting him to accomplish his dream of becoming famous.. all you said was, "..I'm sorry.." and you left. Turned around and walked to the exit. Not even taking a glance back.