-Idiot-
Rindou Haitani -
Tap. Tap. Tap.
A pattern tap, tap, tap, is thrummed against your bedroom window, your eyes flick up to it and there stands your best friend, his face bruised, a hood over his blue-yellow hair, his violet eyes watching.
“Rinnie?” You breathe out as you push your textbook and notebooks away from yourself and slip off the bed heading towards the window. You open the glass frame and breathe his name again quietly, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him towards the now open frame.
“Hey.” He speaks simply, as though his face wasn’t all banged up. He quietly slips through the window, not making a single sound as his feet touch the ground of the bedroom floor, his shoes hitting the carpet soundlessly. You stare at him, dumbfounded. He rubs the back of his head and opens his mouth to speak but closes it after seeing the look on your face. Clicking your tongue and turning on your heels, you march towards the door that leads to the bathroom, stomping through the door, and he’s hot on your heels.
“Listen, it’s not that bad…” He trails, gently grasping your wrist in the fingers that connect to his palm.
“Haitani.” You hissed, turning to face him, “What have I told you about showing up like this?”
He grins, “You should see the other guys.”
“I don’t want to see the other guys.” You scoff, ripping your wrist from his grasp and bend down, crouching as you look through the cabinet below the sink.
He watches you from above, his eyebrows raised, “You’re cute when you’re mad.”
You turn to glare at him, “Haitani Rindou.”
He raises his hands in the air in mock surrender, “C’mon (Y/N), live a little, get away from those textbooks, come with me on a ride sometime.”
Your nose scrunches up as you rise to your feet, “I’m not getting on that,” you pause glancing at him, gesturing him over with a sigh, “Death machine.”
He lets out a snort as he walks past sitting down on the closed toilet that sits behind you. You roll my eyes and turn to face him, a rag in one hand, alcohol in the other. Patting his knee, he spreads his legs further and you shimmy your way between them, sighing, “What happened?”
“Few guys jumped me, got a few good hits,” He pointed a finger to his face with a hum, “Showed them that I’m the Haitani Rindou for a reason.”
“Idiot.” You mutter with an annoyed eye roll as you dab alcohol onto the rag in your right hand. “Damn idiot.”
He just takes it, watching you with those eyes, “You're going to get seriously hurt one day.”
He grins, “Come on now, pretty. Have some faith in me—”
His hand gently grasps your hip, his eyes searching yours, trying to find something, he licks his lips muttering, “I don’t mean to worry you.”
You glance down where his hand lay then to his face, your gaze softening and you mutter out another, “Idiot.”
He blinks up at you, “I’m your idiot, (Y/N).”
You roll your eyes, biting back a sarcastic comment as you place the rag on his cheek, smoothing it over with your thumb as he hisses quietly. “Stupid.” You mutter as you glance into those violet eyes, your fingers movements slowing as you see the intensity of his stare.
His mouth opens then closes and he swallows his Adam's apple bobbing.
You reach up your hands pulling his hood down and you run a hand through his hair. “You’re an idiot.”
“I know.” He nods his gaze relentless.
You smirk, “Good to know you’re self aware.”
He rolls those pretty violet eyes, “I won, baby. Why are you so upset?”
You sigh, “I just-”
You glance away, biting at your bottom lip as you think of the right words. When you glance back to those eyes, those eyes you’ve stared into so many times before stare at you, his face unreadable as he rubs his thumb along your hip.
“I care because what if one day you get into a fight and don’t get up, or you get so beat up that not even the best doctor in Japan can help you, okay? Don’t you get it, Rindou!?” You bite your hands shoving at his chest lightly.
“(Y/N),” He said quietly, but you weren't done, not yet, not until he got it through his stupid thick skull.
“You’re too reckless, you and stupid Ran!” You hissed, “You two are so stupid. You know that if I happened to see that you were in the hospital I would lose my mind? Stupid idiot, I don’t get it, you show up here all bruised and bleeding and then you flirt with me, idiot.” You scoff, as your eyes glance down at him sending him one of your nastiest glares, “Then you leave and I don’t hear from you for days!” You throw your hands into the air.
“(Y/N).” He says again this time with more force, as though he wanted to say something.
“Stupid idiot!” You hissed, “You need to get better and answer me, I’m your best friend after all! You go and fight and-”
Suddenly he’s standing to his feet, you stumble backwards at the bluntness, he’s catching you in his arms and pulling you flush against him, “No, you listen, idiot.”
You raise my eyebrows in response, “Fine.” There's a pause before you add, “Idiot.”
“Shut up.” He rolls his eyes, “I fight because it’s thrilling, I fight because Ran is by my side with me, I like it, I love it.” He adds, “Idiot.” Before he speaks again, “I show up here because I enjoy you, you’re thrilling, it's so…” He trails off, “You’re my best friend, idiot, and for those days I don’t answer you… I have no excuse. The only one I can throw your way would be that I like you too much, more than I thought was possible, if I always came over…” He looked into your eyes, “I don’t think I would be just flirting with you, idiot.”
“What do you mean?” you ask dumbly, “What do you mean by that, Rindou.”
He rolls his eyes, “You know what I mean, (Y/N).”
You suck in a breath, “You’re an idiot.”
He rolls his eyes, one of his hands reaching up to gently grip your chin, making you look at him, the other caresses the shirt on your back as he keeps you flush against him, “Tell me I’m not wrong, that you… care for me.”
“Rin-” He cuts you off, shaking his head, his hair falling into his face.
“It’s a yes or no question, baby.”
“No, you're not wrong.” You speak quietly, “I care for you so deeply…”
He nods his head, letting go of your chin to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, “I also care for you deeply, more than you know.”
“You’re still an idiot.” You sigh.
“Like I said, baby. I’m your idiot.”
You roll your eyes as he leans in closer, his face getting closer to yours, “And I’m about to kiss my idiot.”
“Not in the bathroom, idiot.” You scoff.
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I don't know I had this in first person and then I changed it because I figured it'd be more enjoyable this way. So if you see an mistakes that's my bad its too late I'm going to bed lol
Also this is my first piece idk felt cute might delete it later, or i might upload more not sure depends on my confidence when I wake up. >:P
This is a test to see if people like my writing (or see it) and to see if I can improve IDK IM A LIL NERVOUS AHAHAHA