Pokke x Tachyon (angst)
"Protecting Her."
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“Pokke, remember to do your stretches!” Fuji smiled, shaking her head.
“Ah right!” Pokke laughed as she shrugged confidently as always. As she began doing her stretches, she looked up. Oh what a mistake that was…she had seen her. Tachyon walked with a pile of papers being held close to her. Pokke watched and slowly smiled, “I’ll be back,” she began to run up the track to Tachyon.
Fuji watched and called out, “Pokke!”
“Yeah?” Pokke stopped and looked back at Fuji.
“Be careful,” Fuji smiled at her and nodded.
Pokke nodded and smiled, “Always am,” then she began to run up the stairwell to Tachyon.
Meanwhile, Tachyon sighed to herself, “So annoying…trainer didn’t even offer to help, Café is busy…ugh…I-“
“I can help you,” Tachyon stopped mid step and turned around to see Pokke. She had her confidence masked onto herself and she knew it. Tachyon softly smiled and nodded, “Go right ahead Pokke. I need it anyway.”
Pokke nodded and took the papers and walked with Tachyon. She followed silently to her lab room, the silence killing her inside as the taps of their heels were like a ticking time bomb. She put the papers down and stared at the papers silently as Tachyon followed into the room, closing the door, the only lighting in the room being the cloudy grey lighting outside, “Thank you Pokke, I would have gotten my trainer buuut their busy with-“
“Tachyon,” Pokke looked up at Tachyon. She blinked in surprise, seeing Pokke not cocky nor confident for once always shocked her but, she’s seen worse, “I…just wanted to ask you-“
“…no,” Tachyon's smile dropped.
“You didn’t even let me ask Tach-“
“You ask everyday, Pokke. The answer is still no.”
“But- just tell me!” Pokke walked over, now closer to Tachyon, as she stepped back slightly, “How do you expect me to act like damn friends? We did so much together. We kissed, promised, and we even-“
“Pokke,” Tachyon put her sleeve covered hand on Pokke's shoulder, “I retired because of my injury, knowing it will never get better. It was broken, shattered. Now, it’s my time to protect you, Pokke.”
“Protect me…? From what?”
“From giving you a shattered heart that will never recover, and make you retire early, in love.”
Pokke’s shoulders slowly dropped as her eyes slowly looked down at the ground, “…I loved to race with you. Especially being in love with you I…I can’t help but fall in love with you every time I see you. Memories of us replay…the times you helped me when I cried about what’s wrong with me. You helped me realize my imposter syndrome. The times I couldn’t figure myself out, and even the time we stayed up so late together talking about things we loved, and promised you would stay by me no matter what. I watched you work, I stayed by your side when you were in a distressing situation with that guy- which I ran all the way to the station from the Academy just to make sure you were okay,” Pokke laughed as she turned away.
Tachyon watched with dead eyes and a soft frown. She then looked away and slowly spoke, “You also messed up, Pokke-“
“Yea? How?” Pokke turned to Tachyon with tears.
“You got attached to me, too fast. Without you yourself, even knowing it. For that, it is your own fault. I didn’t break your heart,” Tachyon slowly walked to her desk, passing Pokke, “You broke it yourself.”
Pokke stood there with tears running down her face. Suddenly she walked out quickly, slamming the door behind her. She ran, hiding her face, “I should get to training…”
That evening, Pokke was out running at the track by herself. She slowly stopped, panting and wiping sweat from her forehead, “Better start heading to the dorms…”
As she walked back, she saw Tachyon outside by herself. She raised a brow, about to drift her direction, but stopped misstep. Her eyes watered as she saw her and Manhattan Cafè kiss her passionately. Pokke slowly blinked and looked to the side, “Ah…I get it now…you were trying to protect me from finding out,” she slowly began to turn and walk away whispering, “that you’re not mine anymore…damn her…wanting to be friends…”. Pokke walked to the dorms with silent tears that night, feeling an ache in her heart. Knowing Tachyon was right after all; she broke her own heart.
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