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Happy Belated Valentine's Day | Keiji Akaashi

It was that time of the year- Valentine's Day. You would be usually sitting at home, wrapped up in a blanket, eating ice cream while watching tv, but this year it was different.

Oh boy, was it different.

First off, for some miraculous reason, you gotten yourself a boyfriend. You don't know how that could have even been possible due to your busy life and horrible communication skills, but it happened.

Secondly, you found a new job. Being a detective.

Ever since you were small, you were one of the quiet kids, but your keen sight and hearing picked up on everything. You solved riddles faster than anyone in your third grade class, you automatically knew it was Botuko who stole your eraser in fifth grade, and so on. You were literally like the famous Sherlock Holmes. When you discovered you had this talent, you decided to put it to good use, but you never knew how harsh the environment would be to work there.

Your boyfriend- Akaashi was like a blessing from the heavens. Even though he rarely showed any emotions, he was just as amazing as you're detective skills, meaning you both worked in the agency together, as partners, both in relationship and solving crime.

And even though you would want nothing more than what you have right now, sometimes the job was just too much to handle. The show Sherlock Holmes you watched on Netflix was your favourite all time show ever. You loved how interactive it was, and you always tried solving the case too. But one difference you saw was that Sherlock had that intense thrill whenever a good murder came up, almost like he wanted it to happen. His whole being yearned for that action.

You did not. You never wanted to know how gruesome that person died, or got raped, or got kidnapped. You never wanted to know anything like that. The thoughts that brought you down throughout the day was always about how much the victim of the case suffered, how much they got tortured- nothing like you ever imagined before. Your job, overall, made you anxious and depressed.
Soon enough, the thoughts of also being the victim crept through your mind, contaminating your once care free mind.

You once thought being so observant was a wonderful gift that you received, but maybe it was more like a silent curse.

It was Valentine's Day. You usually thoroughly enjoyed that day, since you could use that excuse to buy as much chocolate as you want and nobody would judge you, but now you were spending the night of Valentine's writing several reports and theories.

You had plans with Akaashi. The keyword is had. You had to cancel your date due to your work and the depressing amount of paperwork you had to finish.

After hours of your back hunched over at the table, you finally finished. Glancing at the clock, it read 2:47 am. It was already past Valentine's day now, and you just ruined the first Valentine's day with you and Akaashi.

Groaning in guilt and exhaustion, you hobbled over to your bed, trying to catch some sleep before having to go to work today. But you couldn't. Not after this night's report. Shivering in anticipation, you decided to just curl up on your bed upright, hugging your knees close to your body.

Tonight was one of those nights where all the murder and rape happened. It was terrifying, how the world could be so harmful when you knew more about it.

And even though you knew there was the thinnest chance that it would happen to you, thoughts began to creep into your head. You didn't want this. You never wanted this. You used to be so happy and carefree, but now you just shut everything away.

How long were you away from everyone in your life because of these cases anyway? The days seem to go on endlessly without stopping, and it was more like a ritual to exist than actually living. Checking your calendar, you swore under your breath.