I saved the day, but there were no cheers. Appreciative glances and bitter silence were my trophy, the trophy for doing the right thing.
After that, the week washed past me. I spent most of it skipping out on community service and avoiding everyone. When I did grace them with my presence, I slacked off and let Hanako do most of the work. It's not like he could afford to complain, though I could sense he was just on the brink of popping a vain.
On the point of avoiding, I wasn't the only one. The Yashiro trio hadn't spoken to me, not a single word.
Outside the Candy-Bar, I took a drag from my Bubble gum flavored blunt. I exhale deeply, my breath turning white- I MEAN SMOKE clouding my vision.
"Well, well, look who it is~"
I choked on my spit at the sound of Mint’s voice, my heart skipping a beat.
“Oh, hey—uh, I was just about to head to bed. So, bye!”
I stammered, already half through the door.
But a hand landed on my shoulder, pulling me back outside.
“Not so fast,”
he said, and I grunted.
“What do you want?”
I asked, straightening up and spitting my blunt to the ground. I stomped on it to extinguish it, the texture oddly sticky beneath my shoe.
“Just wanted to check in on you. You look out of it.”
He replied, leaning against the freezing wall beside me.
“That’s just how it is when you lose all meaning for existence.”
I muttered, eyes drifting to the cookies smeared across the charcoal sky.
He scoffed, though I caught the hint of amusement in it.
"You are so dramatic.”
“Just me?”
I shot him a sidelong glance, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth.
Mint's soft chuckle filled the cold night air, warm and genuine, a sound sweeter than any candy.
Silence falls between us, despite there being a hundred things to say, I didn't feel the need to say them.
Chills spread at the touch of the crisp air, and he's still here. I release a heavy breath, it turns white.
"I feel guilty."
"So do I,"
His hand grazes over mine. Teasing? No, Testing.
"pretending that I'm here for you when it's really for me."
His fingers slip between mine in a tender grip. My heart pounds as my gaze falls to our interlocked hands and then-
His eyes.
Pretty and soft in color, yet with a sharp outline
"Selfish as always."
I mumble when suddenly he pulls me closer by my hand.
"You and I are similar in that regard."
He whispers against my knuckles before pressing a kiss on them.
Heat spreads across my face and I retreat my hand. His eyes widen and he takes a step back.
"You dislike it?"
He asks, concern in his tone.
His question puts me on the spot and I'm not sure how to reply.
My breath hitches and I reach out for his hand and pull him back.
I look up at him and am unsure of what I'm doing. I was only sure that I did want to do it, for whatever that meant.
I wanted to get lost in this fear. If he'd drown me in it.
My grip on his wrist softens and moves down to his hand. I guided it and placed it against my cheek, and for once, it was my skin that was warm and his palm that was cold.
"Are you just pretending?"
He asks perfectly reading my uncertainty. I felt exposed and immediately looked away. His gentle touch turns into a grip on my chin, guiding me to look back at him before asking.
"Tell me, will you discard me once you understand what love means?"
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When I Rule The World (Tbhk x Mokke reader)
FanfictionI was a normal Mokke who one day got captured by Teru to be his little sister's pet. She tossed me around like a stuffed toy, the days dragged on as I was stuck in hell as the devil herself Tiara taunted me. Everyone turned a blind eye to my strugg...
