It Started with a Hello

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Warning: The content contains sensitive material. Read at your own risk.

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It had been a few weeks since [Last Name] moved in with Hanamiya. She had to go through a lot of adjustments, like waking up earlier for school since they lived further away, and getting a job to help pay for the bills. His father also gave him some money so they had a means to get food and more furniture.

She got a job as a barista at the local coffee shop. Hanamiya was a host of a restaurant (she couldn't believe how nice he acted at his job). They both worked after basketball practice, up until late at night when their jobs closed. It was obvious how exhausted they were, but they had to bring in money somehow.

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[Last Name] got home later than Hanamiya one night, trudging into their small apartment tiredly. She was thankful that she had no school nor work the next day, and she could sleep in.

Hanamiya was sitting on the couch watching television. Upon hearing the front door open, he peered over his shoulder.

"Welcome home," he mumbled, exhaustion evident in his tone.

"You didn't have to wait up for me," the [Hair Color] haired girl replied, shutting the door.

She made her way over to the couch, plopping herself next to Hanamiya. She rested her head on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her to pull her in closer.

"I wanted to make sure you got back okay."

"Well I did."

"I know that now, dumbass," he spat out.

She sighed, grabbing his hand and intertwining his fingers with her own. "I'm sorry, Mako-chan. I just know you have to work an early shift tomorrow-- technically today; it's midnight."

"It's fine," he said.

It didn't long before she fell asleep, her soft snores coming from her partially opened mouth. Hanamiya rolled his eyes at her sleeping form, knowing that he was stuck with the task of carrying her into bed.

Which he did, carefully and quietly. He used his other arm, hooking it under her legs and got up. [Last Name] stirred in his arms a little, but didn't wake up. He brought her to their shared room, taking off her work clothes and putting her pajamas on (he's done this many times before, so it wasn't his first time seeing [Last Name] naked).

Hanamiya tucked her in before tending to his nightly routine so he, himself, could go to bed.

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[Last Name]'s eyes fluttered open. Letting out a yawn, she sat up to stretch. Glancing at the empty spot next to her, she realized that Hanamiya already left.

"Oh, it's noon," she whispered when she checked her phone.

As she was getting dressed, her phone went off. Thinking it was Hanamiya, she answered it without checking caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Hi, [First Name]-chan~ It's been a while. I miss you!"

[Last Name] froze, her heart racing. "D-Dad...?"

He scowled. "So you do remember me, you ungrateful bitch."

She flinched.

"I left you alone for this long, because I know you wanted to enjoy some freedom as an adult, but it's time for you to come back home."

"I am home," she said shakily, "I have a new home, and I'm there."

"[First Name]-chan, it will be better if you don't disobey me," he warned.

She started to tremble. "N-No. I'm not coming back. You can't make me."

"Oh, but I can," he said, "And I will. Just you wait. I'll figure out where you are at, and maybe punish you there. I am kind of sick of the same scenery while I enjoy your body."

[Last Name] felt sick to her stomach as her dad described his plans for her if he caught her. She quickly hung up, turning off the phone. Laying back down in bed, pulling the covers over her head, she replayed his words in her mind.

You will be punished.

I'll fuck you so hard, you'll regret leaving me.

I'll cover your whole body in bruises.

I'll even get that boy you like so much.

She shuddered. The very thought of him hurting Hanamiya brought her to tears.

She laid there for who knows how long, sobbing into the sheet of the bed. She hadn't even realized Hanamiya was home until he barged into the room.

"Oi, why didn't you answer the phone-- What are you doing?"

Quickly wiping your face, you uncovered yourself from the comforter. "I just felt like being lazy today." She plastered a fake smile on her face.

His face contorted into a scowl as he crossed his arms. He gave her an unimpressed look. "You're lying."

"But I'm not--"

"Don't give me that bullshit," he deadpanned, "What's wrong?"

[Last Name] didn't know how to tell him. Tears made their way to her [Eye Color] eyes again.

Hanamiya sighed, uncrossing his arms. He sat down on the other side of the bed, facing her. He ran a hand through her hair, his facial features softening. "Tell me, [First Name]."

She cleared her throat, avoiding his gaze. "My dad called me again."

Hanamiya was silent for a few moments before he said, "What did he say?"

"He... He threatened to beat and rape me... And..."

"And?"

"And hurt you..."

"That damn bastard," he muttered darkly before leaning down to press a kiss on [Last Name]'s forehead.

"I'm not letting him near you," he stated, "I won't let him hurt you again."

"But he said--"

"What he said means shit, [First Name]. If you ever see him while I'm away, call the police and then me."

She nodded slowly.

Hanamiya sighed, bringing the hand in your hair to his face to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Your dad is fucking disgusting."

"I'm sorry, Mako-chan."

"It's not your fault," he replied, "but nevermind for now. How about we order some takeout and watch one of those crappy romance movies you like so much?"

It was then you finally looked at him, a shadow of a smile on his face. You gave him a small smile of your own.

"Sure, that'd be great."

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I haven't updated this in a while, oops.

-Caity