•It'll Be Okay• GENMUI

chapter 32

Hey dudes, I missed you guys, a lot.
So, clarifying.. This is not the full book in one chapter like I said

I got out of the abusive relationship.. Yaaaayyy

So I guess now I'm more free with my writing?
I got this out nice and fast for you guys, it's a bit short.. I just need to get used to writing in this book style again and with how they act, so this chapter might be off

I love you guys so so much and I'm so sorry, thank you so much for supporting me, I love you all xxx

Muichiro POV

“Morning” 

I gently opened my eyes to see Genya holding me as I looked up at him and smiled contently.. 

I must have fallen asleep in his lap.. Ah.. I was exhausted, to be fair.. 

“Morning, gen..” I yawned as I placed my head back into his chest.. I don't think I'll ever feel more safe than being in this man's arms.. 

He's like a giant teddy bear.. Is he not? 

He still has the stupid bracelets I made him.. He still looks after me, he makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.. Gosh.. How on earth did I deserve this? 

I felt myself getting all dosey again.. And just to make it worse.. Genya started running fingers through my hair and rubbing dope circles into my back as I sighed and curled into him once again.. 

“Night…” I gently yawned, 

“Sleep well” he chuckled as he continued.. 

… … … … … … 

“You know.. Your hair seems a lot healthier now, huh? It's growing nice and fast” Genya said as he kissed my temple, coming behind me as he grumbled and poked at my shirt.. 

Well.. His shirt

“This is mine, by the way, I paid good money for this, it's even signed by the drummer” he said, “you get toothpaste on this and you're doomed” 

“At least I'm brushing my teeth..” 

He smiled and hummed as he kissed me once more and got his own toothbrush out as he did the same.. 

Genya was weird.. He used some sort of kids toothpaste instead of mint since he hated the taste.. It had spiderman on it, which, I actually didn't mind all that much.. But it wasn't mint.. I love mint

The only thing about wearing Genyas shirts that I dislike is the shape.. I love how they fit but they only show off how thin I am once my tiny collarbones peak out.. Or my arms.. Not to mention my scars, I don't understand how Genya can look at them.. 

Let alone kiss them.. Draw stars across them and help me cover them if I ever need to, even though he tells me I shouldn't have to.. We both know it's.. Odd not to

I don't even want to know how Yuichiro would react to them if he ever ends up seeing them.. If he ever makes it through and survives.. What would he even think of me? 

I have short hair, I'm obviously malnourished, drained, I self harm.. What on earth would he think? 

If I were him I'd go back to sleep rather than be my older brother.. 

I felt a small flick on my arm as I looked over and saw Genya, tilting his head as I blinked, doing the same

“Mm?”

“You zoned out, huh?”

I agreed as he smiled, 

“well.. I was wondering if you wanted anything? I have to head to the store.. I'm going to go get some eyeliner, something like that, food, uh.. Yeah, need anything?”

Did I? 

I didn't want to be a burden.. 

“I'll be okay” I replied as he frowned but hummed, 

“Alright.. Nothing at all? Not one singular thing?”

“Nope”

“Alright..” 

So after a while of him getting ready, he made his leave as I snuck my way into Genyas laundry and band poster littered room, climbing into his bed for comfort.. It always smelled like him.. Always always, always.. His pillows were nice to cuddle, too.. 

I sighed as I hurried my face into a pillow and picked at the scabs on my wrist..

It's a habit I need to get out of but I've never done so.. 

I'd go on my phone but I'm already comfortable and it's on the couch.. God damnit.. 

I.. Also have to say.. I don't want to see if Gyokko messaged.. Genya was going to block him for me but I'm too scared.. 

What if he found me elsewhere? I have.. WhatsApp.. Snap.. Insta… ? No one messages me, follows me.. But he could still find me.. Easily.. 

What if he finds out where Genya lives..? He wouldn't, would he..? 

Genya wouldn't let him hurt me.. Regardless.. I hope not at least.. 

I snapped back into reality as I realised my arm was bleeding and I cursed.. 

‘Shit..’

I picked too much, ah. 

I lifted my arm up and sighed, wiping it on my shorts, they were my own.. Not Genyas.. His shorts couldn't fit me in one hundred years… . 

His special edition sighed shirt? I'd be in the hospital with Yui if I even barely stained it.. I dare not to wipe anything on it.. 

I shouldn't say that.. 

I shouldn't talk about Yuichiro or Genya in that way.. But.. It's okay.. Right?