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Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart.
Gokudera has always been ridiculously loud, ridiculously volatile, ridiculously loyal. Before he had joined their duo (before the unmentioned incident back in middle school), he had always been envious of Tsuna. How would it be like, he had mused ruefully, to have a friend like that. And then when all was said and done and Takeshi became Tsuna’s best friend, Gokudera had remained spiteful towards him.
It hurts, just a little.
Growing up, he was needy and selfish and possessive and he clung tight to what he regarded as his. The only way for him to ever let go was to pry his dead fingers off them, and even then he swore his fingers would froze solid gripping onto what was his before he would even willingly let them go. He grew up thinking he was not enough, and that he has to be better. Always, always, always better.
Gokudera was his friend before the other boy had even let him in, and he could accept it, all that the silver-haired boy was willing to offer. All the harsh insults and the bitter glares. After all, he recognize wanting to protect yourself once you’ve been hurt once. Unlike Gokudera, he just chose to hide his hurt in other ways.
He had thought things had changed after the Ring Battle, that maybe they could understand each other a little better. Maybe Gokudera was willing to put his hate aside for Tsuna. He wasn’t quite sure why he was so angry that day, during that fight with Gamma. Was it Gokudera’s pride despite their overwhelming opponent? Was it the rejection? Maybe there really was something wrong with him that nobody could ever want him back.
