#eita

things had gotten better for you, atleast that’s what you told yourself everyday. ‘fake it till you make it’ right? so that’s what you did. you were ‘faking’ it till you made it. but everyday you would miss him.

you missed helping him dye that hair of his green, playing games, and even the dumb face masks you guys would use every now and then. but most importantly you missed his warmth.. the way he made you feel. his smile, the way his eyes and brows would soften when he saw you come up to him..

everthing was just so perfect. too perfect. maybe that’s why he did it. maybe that’s why he chose to hook up with a girl the night you were out of town with your family. did he get bored of you? you didn’t know the answer but all you knew was that you never wanted to feel that stomach sinking feeling ever again.

months had passed. otoya was exceeding higher and higher in his soccer career, and in all honestly you were proud of him, thinking he was happier without you too.

but.. he really wasn’t. he would look at past photos you guys had taken that were still in his camera roll in his phone.. he would let his eyes stay stuck on your own, the way you seemed to carry the sun with you everywhere you went.

otoya missed you more than he’d ever like to admit, his heart ached, he hadn’t slept with girls like he used to, in fact he completely stopped. and he drowned himself in soccer drills and practice as an attempt to get you the hell out of his head. but it never worked.

then suddenly, to your surprise you received a call from him. the phone buzzed expectantly, and you didn’t know if you should answer it or leave it- or just block him for good.

but no, you picked up, and spoke.

“hello?” you asked, only to be met with another hello, this time from the man on the other end, aka otoya.

otoya let out a shy ahem, clearing his throat. which was a shocker for you, you never thought you’d hear a hint of embarrassment in this man’s tone. “listen— [name], we’ve gotta talk.” otoya starts, as soon as you let out a breath to speak- he hears and speaks quickly again,

“i suck— okay— i know i fucking suck. and i ruined our relationship by letting other girls.. delude my head and im so.. fucking sorry.” well that was unexpected.

as soon as you were about to say something- he spoke once more. “you were the first person i ever took seriously— the first person i actually.. really really liked, [name]. i want that again.”

“please .. one more chance. just one more is all i ask for and then i’ll be out of your life for good, i swear.”

otoya pleaded desperately, a tone you had never heard before. “really.?” your voice faded off. “i— don’t really know what to say, eita.” you called him by his last name. “how do i know you won’t go and do the same thing again? like you always did.”

“i understand.. i know, i know i fucked up. but i love you-” even otoya himself paused. did he just say he loved you? hell yeah he did.

“i fucking love you,” he repeats. so many f bombs he was dropping but it only emphasized his point.

and so moving on from that day forward, you gave him another chance. one you never thought you’d give him.

somehow, the relationship and bond you two shared felt stronger and .. less stressful than it used to be. it felt real. everything was.

finally after months and months of building that trust up day by day, you let him in. finally breaking down your barriers you held up and let him properly ask you to be his girlfriend.

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i honestly don’t know what compelled me to write this but here it is!!!