Summary: You broke up with Semi, and he coincidentally shows up to your band give a few nights later
A/N: I got this idea from a tiktok from @nixflspam_ !! Follow her on tiktok guyss!! I can’t message her tho :< The tiktok hurt a lot and I wanted to write it down. My first Haikyuu fic lmao. It’s been sometime since I wrote a full fic and I hope you guys turned it out well. Also I’m looking for Haikyuu mutuals!! Hehehe I haven't made many friends in this fandom so hmu if you wanna be friends!!
Song: All I Wanted by Paramore
TWs: angst, fighting, swearing, cheating
It was so hard to breathe.
Every time you took in a breath it was like fire made its way down your lungs. It’s been 5 days since that night. The night that ripped your soul into pieces. And despite how broken you were, there was no way you could escape this night. Your band had booked this gig weeks prior, and backing out last minute was off the table. “Hey, Y/N,” your bandmate knocked into the small dressing room you imprisoned yourself in, “We’re about to start in five, we need to get by the stage now.” She gives you a sad smile and leaves you alone for the meantime. You force yourself to smile at the mirror in front of you. It’s just a few songs. You can do this.
You make your way to the stairs by the stage, and there you see it. The familiar flash of ash blonde hair. It was so fast that you weren’t so sure, if you imagined it or not. No, it couldn’t be. That’s impossible. He couldn’t be here.
“You’re fucking impossible!” Semi screamed at the top of his lungs as his hands went to his face in frustration. It had been like this for a while now, you’d fight almost every night. “How is this about me?! You’re the one that’s blowing this out of proportion!” you scream back, fighting the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “All I wanted was for us to have one night. One fucking night, where we could just forget about everything and just-.”
“Then forget! Forget about me, this fucking relationship! LEAVE.” He screamed, eyes wide as the words left his mouth. You looked at the man you loved, and saw a stranger. He was breathing heavily now, the anger seething through him like steam. The tears started to fall down your face, “People were right about you,” You slowly start, “So many warned me of your selfishness and how everything is always about you, and I defended you” The disbelief was clear in your voice, pain straining every sound leaving your throat. The tears wouldn’t stop now.
“I defended you, Eita. God and I was so fucking blind to see that they were right!”
“And you think you’re better?! God! You’re so delusional, you want everything to be perfect. You want me to be like this, you want me to wear that. Guess what?! I don’t want anything that has got to do with you anymore! You repulse me!”
You felt the moment your soul tore into two. The room went quiet. Nothing else existed in the world except the two of you, and that wasn’t a good thing anymore. Both of you were out of breath, but you were the only one in tears. “Leave, Eita. Right now. And don’t ever come back.”
You haven’t seen him since. He couldn’t be here, could he? The stage lights were blinding, your bandmate did the introductions and the song began. Your heart was pounding. If it weren’t for the crowd in front of you, you might as well have fallen apart on the stage right there. Your eyes scanned the crowd for the familiar head that used to be your everything.
I think I'll pace my apartment a few times
And fall asleep on the couch
Wake up early to black and white re-runs?
That escaped from my mouth
Semi couldn’t believe his luck. Of all days for him to forget things, it had to be tonight. Your voice filled the venue, the same voice that used to sing for him when he was tired. The first voice that he’d hear in the morning, and the last at night. The voice greeted him with nothing but love and adoration. The last time he heard your voice, was the quiet sobs that left your throat as he stayed behind the door he closed. He broke you, and he knew it. Semi watched as your eyes scanned the crowd. Looking around from left to right. If it weren’t for the girl latched to his side, he would’ve left. ‘Stupid Eita’ he’d think. Of all days for him to bring a date, why now? Why with this kind of timing? He’d wish for some miracle that you wouldn’t spot him. He wasn’t at his usual spot. He was somewhere in the middle, lost in the crowd.
I could follow you to the beginning
And just to relive the start
As you sang, your eyes scanned looking for him. You didn’t know if you wanted him to be here or not. Maybe he remembered? Maybe he came to say sorry? He wasn’t up front. Nor was he at the far left like he’d always be. You’d always come to each other’s gig, no matter how busy the schedule. It was a promise you made with each other. Support. Always supporting one another, he was the first one to hear each lyric, each note. And you were the one who listened when he was unsure of a song.
And maybe then we'll remember to slow down
At all of our favorite parts
Your eyes started to tear up with the overwhelming feeling of missing Semi. Your dearest Sem. You scanned the crowd one last time to look for those familiar eyes.
And your eyes finally met his. Except, his eyes were laced with guilt and pain. This confused you, until you looked at him carefully, and saw the hand intertwined in his. Then it clicked in your head. He was cheating on you. You had your doubts. But you used to push it all in the back of your head. It all made sense now. How he’d forget your date nights, how he’d get home so late every night. He’d always blame it on band practice, but the grinning woman beside him proved otherwise. Did she know? Or was she another victim of his charm? It all made sense, he wouldn’t leave so fast otherwise. Hot tears started streaming down your face. As your eyes met his once again.
You sang every word lacing it with the pain that constantly stabbed your heart. Semi saw this and could feel the pain clawing at his throat. Suddenly it was getting hard to breathe. Your eyes looked at him like daggers thrown his way.
The gig ended and Semi found his way backstage. With all the times he’s been to the venue, the crew was familiar with him. He made it to the dressing room. He could feel his throat closing up in fear. The door opened and he was met with your surprised eyes. You were beautiful, a post-show glow clouded you. Despite the swollen eyes and red cheeks, you were still beautiful. “Semi,” The name struck him hard. You never called him Semi, it was always one of your absurd nicknames. “Hi,” He said sheepishly. You felt your chest tighten at the sight of him. You stared at each other in a deafening silence. Until, “It’s getting late, I have to go,” you broke. You tried to brush past him but he grabbed your wrist before he had the chance. “I’m sorry.” He started, “Semi, stop-” “No, please listen to me.” He begged, “I’m sorry. I took you for granted, I wish I could return things back to the way they were, but I know I don’t deserve it.” You were holding your breath now. “I know I hurt you, and god, you don’t even deserve it-”
“You’re right. I didn’t. All I wanted was to love you, E-- Semi.” You interrupted him. “I loved you, and I thought you loved me too. That was where I was so stupid, I couldn’t see that you were already fucking me over. So please, leave me alone. For good this time.” You could see in his eyes that he wanted you back, and if he’d say those words you know you’d come running back to him. So you pulled your arm from his grasp and walked past him. Releasing the breath that you were holding on to this time.
Semi looked at your retreating form and knew, that was the end. He lost you, and there was nothing he could do.
