bleeding hearts
syp: gn!reader x wakasa cw; heartbroken!wakasa, angst, yearning/pining ᝰ.ᐟ
▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• bodies by keshi was the soundtrack
⤷ @koriiiiiiiiii req for the follower event: ex-boyfriend wakasa. a little bittersweet n cute—enjoy beebs 𖹭
wakasa goes on autopilot, stopping at a cafe on his way to the dojo. orders two coffees. freezes. stares down at the drink in his hand like it personally murdered his whole family.
he still has your order memorized by heart, down to the specialty treat you love—can almost hear the little pleased hums you'd let out as you sip it.
it's such a waste to throw it out—he could give it to benkei—but at the same time he can't fathom giving anyone else your drink.
it splashes into the trash. discarded. in the same manner as his heart.
wakasa catches himself doing grabby hands, one arm extended behind him. waiting.
but your hand never finds his. there's no warmth, no intertwined fingers.
lowering his arm back to his side in shame. body heavy. mind fuzzy. a gaping hole singing the tune of you.
wakasa glares at your contact name, and the empty text box.
the blinking cursor is mocking him. playing in his face. taunting him for the lack of words, grasping at straws of what will bridge the trench between the two of you. the fog surrounding his mind lingers, the noise of the dojo fades into nothingness it's not until a stray shoe nearly whacks the side of his head that he snaps out of it.
stepping outside for a cigarette, exhaling puffs of smoke—even this he couldn't do right. you'd asked him to quit, he always swore he would. yet he never got his act together. fuck that. he wants to do better, be better for you. after only two puffs he crushes it, turning to leave. to go back into work.
lilac eyes flicker up, immediately picking you out from the crowd. your smile is resplendent, glowing with joy. then you wrap your arms around someone—another guy.
oh.
oh.
wakasa can feel his heart physically cave in, a stabbing pain in his chest. stomach lurching like he might hurl. he doesn't move. doesn't breathe. he deems today the worst in his life. and he's had some pretty shitty days before. broken bones and hospital visits. nothing compares to this; witnessing you happy in the arms of another.
it should be him.
it should be him making you giggle like that, smiling so wide your cheeks will probably hurt for days after. he didn't even realize he moved until he's right in front of you.
your eyes go wide, darting across wakasa's face like you're seeing a ghost. hands trembling, blood rushing in your ears. so loud and all-encompassing.
"i miss you." the words are out of his mouth faster than he can stop them, and then a broken, voice cracked, "come home."
you've never seen wakasa cry—until now—even in the face of danger or injury, he soldiered on. your heart clenches, torn in two, between staying away and giving in. his eyes reflect your same turmoil, all the hurt, grief and love that never got put to rest.
"you're an idiot..." you murmur, thumb swiping at the fallen tear, voice tinged with such raw adoration that wakasa nearly collapses under the weight of it. leaning into the touch like it were a life preserver.
thrown off-kilter but maybe not doomed.
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