secret keeper [oikawa x fem!reader] [soulmate!/mafia! au] pt. 2
a/n: sorry for the delay! i meant to post this a lot sooner, but i had midterms and then some family issues came up. i now just have the long grind until finals and a final paper due in a few weeks, so iâm not sure when i can get the next chapter out. things are left unedited as usual coz iâm a lazy butt.
on another note, iâm opening up a taglist for this story! if you would like to be added, dm/send an ask to @miyaoniku :))
(also i probably shouldâve included this in the previous chapter butÂ
warnings: this is a mafia au so :))) expect some form of violence, mentions of drugs/alcohol, strong language at times, things like that. honestly just expect everything because i have no idea what iâm going to write)
âsome things are better left unsaid.â
[soulmate!au] [mafia!au] [oikawa x fem!reader]Â
When you left your house that night, you didnât expect to bump into such a handsome specimen. You most definitely didnât expect for that handsome specimen to be your soulmate. And you certainly didnât expect for someone to find out about the very thing that you have kept hidden for so long. The secret that you had kept behind a multi-lock door was never meant to be shared to a single soul, yet someone was able to find the right key to open part of it.Â
You and your soulmate, who you have yet to know the name of, sat at opposite ends of a bench in the park. He had guided you here after you scrambled to your feet to catch up to him.Â
The two of you sat in silence, a silence so noticeable that one would think the two of you were complete strangers (they wouldnât be wrong, but things are definitely on a deeper level than that). Twiddling your thumbs was more appealing than facing what he was about to throw at you.Â
âSoâŚâ he started, crossing one leg over the other, hands in his pockets. âWhat are you going to do?â
âDo you want to tell me what you saw, or do you want to forget about it?â
â⌠In all honesty, Iâm willing to forget about your secret if you forget about mine." He let out a chuckle.Â
"You must not understand what Iâm saying.â he said as he stood up, walking behind you and wrapping his arms around your neck. âIâm not letting you go until I find out what you know about me.â
His breath blew against your ear, sending shivers down your spine as he whispered those words to you. You eyed the way his arms were positioned, noticing that they were ready to restrain you if necessary. From that action, you knew that he meant what he said. You took a breath and let it out before speaking.Â
âIâll tell you. Please let me go.â
A moment passed before he retracted his arms. He moved again, this time standing behind the seat next to you. Draping his arms over the back of the bench, he leaned onto the bench, resting himself on his elbows and lowered his head to your level.Â
"It wasnât much,â you started, whispering into his ear, âI just saw you dropping something into a tray and someone sliding you an envelope.â
âThatâs all?â You nodded.Â
This man, your soulmate, was more mysterious than meets the eye. If you had saw him from a distance, you wouldnât have guessed that he had such a strange secret, nor would you have thought of the great lengths he was willing to go to to hide it.Â
âI guess what you know is just a bland as what I know. The only thing I saw was you leaving a hospital room after visiting someone."Â
You let out a sigh in relief. What he knew was only the surface of what actually happened, the first page of your sad story. He looked at you in interest before speaking.
âAs much as Iâm interested in finding out what you were doing, I couldnât care less whether or not you told me.â He rolled up his sleeve to check his watch, before looking back towards you. "Itâs getting late. You should head back home."Â
You walked in the same direction as him, following a few feet behind him. Sensing your intimidation, he sighed before stopping, turning around to face you.Â
âIâm not going to hurt you. You told me what you knew, remember? That was all I wanted.â
He began walking again, slowing his pace to match yours, taking your silence as his permission to continue beside you. Silence engulfed the two of you a bit longer as you strolled down the dimly lit street. That is until you felt something cold drop onto your forehead, followed by dots of white falling in front of you.Â
âOh, itâs snowing.â you said. Your soulmate stuck his hand out, allowing the snow to float down to the palm of his hand.
âItâs the first snow, isnât it?âÂ
âDo you like the snow?â he asked. You hummed in response.
âIt just reminds me of all the winters I spent with my mother. She would always have something warm on the stove and she always bakes treats during the holidays. Theyâre some of the happiest moments I have with her.â
âWhat about you? Did you do something with your family during the winter?â
âItâs better that you donât ask about that.â he replied with an icy tone.Â
The atmosphere between the both of you grew tense. It was clear that the subject of family relationships was something that he did not want to discuss. In truth, you were a bit intimidated by his quick change in mood once the topic of family was mentioned. Silence once again cloaked the both of you, this time more evident than before. You noticed his minute change in pace after his reply. He began walking a bit faster, and he began keeping his distance from you. You trailed behind him, watching his shoulders tense ever so slightly. Staring at his figure, you wondered to yourself what kind of experience this man had had for him to avoid the subject completely. The thought didnât last very long, as the two of you had arrived at an intersection.
âUm, I head this way, so⌠Have a good night.â You said, pointing towards the street he just walked past. He nodded curtly, bidding you a good night and walking in the opposite direction of you. You watched as his retreating figure grew smaller, before heading back to your home.Â
As you walked, your hand clutched onto your house keys in your coat pocket. You couldnât shake the feeling of something eyeing your back. You arrived under the light of a lamppost, the pale yellow light illuminating a small portion of the area around you. You took out your phone, opening your camera and pressing the record button. Pressing you back against the wall, you examined the area around you, flickering your eyes to any lurking shadows you could possibly find, straining your ears to hear any possible movements.Â
You heard footsteps rushing over to you. Out of instinct, you turned around, only to see your soulmate throwing his arms around you, pulling you close.Â
"Iâm sorry.â He said in a moderate tone. âI wonât do it again. Please donât leave me.â
âSomeoneâs following you.â he muttered, hugging you tighter.Â
You didnât know what to make of the situation. The only thing you could think about was the way his arms wrapped around you, shielding you from the cold and from the eyes of your predator. He raises his voice again.Â
âI truly do love you. So pleaseâŚâ he pushed away from you, revealing the anxious look on his face. He took your hands in his as he looked into your eyes. âDonât leave me alone.âÂ
Your eyes widened in surprise at how convincing his acting was. Keeping up with the charade, you leaned your head on his shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He smelled of mint, you thought, and also clean linen, probably from the collar of the sweater he was wearing.Â
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