#kamisato

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ; 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔶𝔞𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔫𝔢𝔤𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔰, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔷𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔯.

𝐀/𝐍 ; ℑ 💕 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱...

𝐓/𝐖 ; 𝔥𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢, 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰, 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 (?)

𝔈𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 💕

"Now, dear, let's not do this today—" Ayato tries to calm you, sitting at his desk with a brush in hand. There are so many letters to write, yet such little time for leisure. Ayato didn't mean to neglect you! But how was he expected to balance work life and home life without any difficulties?

"But Ayato, you promised! Are you seriously ditching me for some.. Stupid paperwork?!–"

"Dear, I said that is enough." He firmly states, leaving no room for discussion. You hated when he did this. "We will discuss this later–"

"And what after that? I'll be ignored yet again? This is the fifth date you've canceled, Ayato! At this point.. I'm beginning to wonder if you love me at all!" You huffed, frustrated tears threatening to escape your already swollen eyes.

"Well, maybe if you weren't so insistent, I might." Ayato snapped, the brush cracking in half along with his harsh words. You couldn't believe it. He'd just admitted it..

"Well, in that case, maybe I would've been better off alone. Without the Yashiro commission." You couldn't help the hot tears that rolled down your cheeks, storming out of the office and ignoring every and any staff who asked about your wellbeing.

You slam the door shut to your shared room, hastily grabbing all of your things as you prepared to leave. You could do so much better than this.

Ayato sat in his office, brush long forgotten as he contemplated what would happen from here. Of course, usually, you'd come back after a day or so and try to talk it out. But he knew.

You weren't coming back this time.

You ran out of the large estate, ignoring the soldiers' yells to halt or wait. You didn't care. You didn't need them.

Where were you going? You didn't know. But all you knew was ;