Hi!!! I just wanna say that im really obsessed with your writtings i keep reading them especially the monji one 😣😭💖
So i was wondering if you dont mind to make the part 2 if there is any cuz asdfghjll they are so adorable 😭😭💖
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a/n: hiii!!! thank you for liking my work, it means a lot! here's you request and i'm so sorry for the wait. i make it quite long as an apology. btw love you too!❤️
part 1
[3:54pm]
the last time you saw your best friend—monji—was the day you noticed his anxious and nervous face for the first time after encountering his senior then he urgently needed to take you home.
“why do you seem so anxious?” you asked that day.
he shook his head. “we need to take you home first.” he replied hurriedly.
you confused. until today. so you decided to go to his school then you both can walk together and talk about the other day.
having just finished your shift at the cafe, you opted for your daily clothes over your school uniform, considering it might look suspicious at a boys-only school like housen.
as you approached the front gate, a mere 100 meters away, loud thuds echoed from the crossroads. your curiosity drove you closer, revealing a chaotic scene with about twenty guys engaged in physical altercations. a gasp escaped your mouth as you witnessed monji, the reason for your visit, lying on the ground, attempting to fend off the attacks. your feet froze, body stiffened, and your eyes were almost fell from its place. this was the first time you witnessed something so chaotic that made your head stop working.
“who are you?” someone yelled beside you, catching you off guard as he dragged you away from the scene. he walked far enough then stopped near a store with a bunch of people around. “who are you?” he asked again.
you tried to regain your consciousness back, barely blinking your teary eyes. “huh?” you look at the bowl-headed guy in front of you.
“wait.” he said before running to the store to buy you a water to calm down.
“thank you.” you accept his kindness and drank it as much as you could.
“i-i came to see monji.” you started. he frowned. “monji? are you his girlfriend?” he asked.
you shook your head immediately. “no—i'm not. i'm just a friend—”
“hmm,” you heard him humming. his forehead frowned again as he thought. “how could he have a girlfriend but having a girl pick him up? is he that popular among the girls?” he murmured.
what does he mean? monji have a girlfriend?
“what do you mean?” you asked. he shook his head. “nothing. and don't worry. he will be okay, you don't need to shocked like that. trust me.”
ah, the fight! you almost forgot about the fight. you scanned his appearance from up to the bottom. he was wearing housen's uniform.
“are you from housen too?”
he nodded. “yes. so you can trust me that everyone will be okay.”
“how can someone be okay after having a wooden stick on their head? should i call an ambulance? or police?”
he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. “they'll be okay.”
and just like that, you waited for the next ten minutes with him while having small talks about everything around you. he was quite nice, you thought. he even introduce himself and now you knew his name was sabakan. he tried his best to distract you from the fight.
“let's go.” he said after answering a call.
“is it okay?”
he nodded and walked in front of you.
as you take a right turn, you could saw a bunch of guy wearing housen's uniforms sitting on the road. you couldn't help but biting your nails to channelled your anxiety and and secretly hoped to meet monji in a proper condition.
“is everyone okay?” sabakan asked his friends and you still behind his back. they answered in unison like a war troop answering its superior.
“where were you? you promised to assist me today!” a familiar voice exclaimed. you knew for sure the owner of that voice.
“you better not yell like that…” sabakan murmured.
“what—” monji's voice were gone when sabakan step aside, revealing you who were there the whole time.
you squeezed the strap of your crossbody tightly and looked up slowly to meet monji's eyes. everyone was shock, but no one match monji's shock.
he got up immediately and approached you in a blink. “why are you here? are you okay? who brought you? how…” his hands stopped checking your condition as his eyes meet your own. you didn't know why it got teary again and you need to bit your inner lip to held your cry and anger.
his thumb caress your left cheek before he turned around and ask for leave to his senior.
“see… this is what would happen if you don't tell your girl your plan for the day…” you could see a blond with glasses guy speak to his underlings. he was mocking monji and tried to hold his laughter, you knew that.
“shut up, odajima.” a big guy—who looks at you with a concern look—replied.
“let's go.” monji said after got his permission. he grabbed your wrist and take you to a more conducive place to talk.
“have you eaten yet?” he asked. you shook your head then he made you both entering a ramen shop.
you didn't open your mouth a bit after you sit and busy holding your teary to fall from your eyes seeing him so messed up like this. monji also busy with his own thought on how to tell you what was going on.
“here's your ramen.” a server approaching your table. “do you have a first aid kit?” you asked. he nodded and gave you a box behind the cashier shelf.
“i'm fine.” monji voiced when you wet the cotton. you weren't respond his words and started cleaning the wound.
he hissed occasionally but not avoiding you. the guilt already ate his guts alive and all he could do was obey you.
“i was just want to go home with you since my shift ended early.” you say while tidy up the aid kit. “i don't know—i'm just so shocked but luckily sabakan helped me.”
monji nod his head and he started to sip his ramen broth to warm his chest since your gaze was too cold than usual.
“and he confused why am i there to pick you up when you already have a girlfriend?” you added as you take mouthful of your ramen.
monji choked himself and coughed for an entire minute. “he say what?”
you shrugged. “but now i know why people find your school interesting. why are you enter that school in the first place?”
monji's gaze was back to his bowl.
“i don't see the point of the fights and i know you know that it's dangerous even though you can face it. but still, why?” you continue your rambles.
“i just not expecting you chose this path, you know? i'm not trying to complain about your decision, i'm just… what should i call it? worry…?”
he took a glance at you. your eyes reddens but you tried to sip your ramen like nothing happened. he knew you tried your best to act cool.
“thank you.” he said. “this is why i forbid you to go to housen.” you sigh.
“but you are really okay, right?” he asked. you nodded.
“i'm sorry for making you worried.” he continue before finished his ramen. “we're cool, right?”
you glance sharply at him for a few second then nod unheartedly.
monji sighed silently and felt a limp on his throat before he say, “don't be afraid of me.”
you looked up and stared at him this time. “i won't.”
a small smile appeared on his lips as his finger still rubbed against each other, nervous. so you decided to change the topic.
“by the way, how could you have a girlfriend and didn't tell me?”
“i-i don't!” he exclaimed. “uh, let's not talk about it for now—”
“why?”
“just not now. it's a long story. all i can say now is i don't have one, it's just a misunderstanding, okay?”
you narrowed your eyes. “don't make me call sabakan and we'll have him in this conversation…”
“argh…” he groaned and messed his hair out of frustation.
