xiv. fourteen

                                    

                                          
one more chance



you found youself once again back at the tattoo parlor you knew so well. this place was one were you had come to with special people in the past, to now have a forever record of them on your skin.
the place didn't seem new, like before, and you didn't recognize the girl at the front desk. you thought as to why suna had asked you to come to this place, maybe he worked there. but you had no way on knowing. especially since it was a bit far away for him, that is if he still lived where he did before.
all those uncertainties were troubling, you cursed yourself for not staying in contact with your best friend. he was practically a stranger now, people can change completely in 7 years, and here you are, hoping that he still is the same awkward teen that trailed behind you in inarizaki school's hallways, every now and then taking bad pictures of people to annoy them.
"i should have worn something else" you spoke to yourself, standing in the pavement, swinging back and forth while observing all of the districts people clothing. they looked like they belong, meanwhile you looked like you were ready to take the first flight back to america and clap when the plane landed.
"you look like shit" someone commented from your right.
suna immediately recognized you, to him, you looked exactly the same as when you had left, like absolute shit. the week of your parting had been very bad, you had argued with atleast 60% of the people you knew and all of that while trying to pack everything, but he had no idea about that.
everyone just thought you were having relationship problems. but it was very unexpected that the week after your flight took off and they couldn't contact you, your ex couldn't as well. you had cut absolutely all contact with everyone. 
you glared at suna, at a much more taller suna, if that was possible. you were in heels and he still towered over you. his hair was kept the same parting, except it was a bit shorter now, and darker. he seemed more muscular. suna was dressed in a white short sleeved shirt and black sports shorts.
"you still look like an asshole" you scoffed.
he softly chuckled at what you used to tell him back in the day, and then went back to serious, remembering he was supposed to be mad at you for. he didn't even really know why. but he was supposed to be mad, very. "come" 
suna waved at you to join him for a walk, then shoved both hands into his shorts' pockets, staring up ahead.
"so, what now?" you asked, walking next to him on the broken sidewalk.
"i don't know, you wanted to talk, i didn't" suna shrugged, looking away.
you bit your lip, suna wasn't difficult before. "uh, would you like me to explain why everything happened?" you asked him. he just shrugged again, telling you it was up to you.
"okay, uh, so.. i'm guessing everyone surely knows he wanted to stay here right? i didn't, and we broke it off, well, i did, i wasn't completely sure my love for him was enough to have a long distance relationship, plus, we were fighting like every morning, noon and night. so it was for the better." you started explaining, making you sound like a complete bitch. "i was too proud to admit what was really happening, i was so incredibly insecure and everyone seemed so wrapped up in their own lives. i decided to leave before anyone realized i had no intention of staying in japan. i was embarrassed and felt like i was fleeing not just from a troubled relationship, but from my own family issues."
"so basically you were a pussy and didn't tell anyone about you leaving" suna scoffed, leaving you to glare at him. "it's not like that"
"sounds like it" he refuted. "what do you want with me now? we're not friends anymore, if you're looking for someone to tell your sad sob story to, it isn't me" he shook his head, walking a bit slower.
"i don't want you to pity me" you continued. "i want to be your friend again, to fix things between us, i don't want you to think about me as some pussy who ran away from her old life"
"i don't even bother myself thinking about you" suna said in a monotonous voice, which made you feel a slight pain in your chest. how dare you think you're still important in his life after all this years?
"still, after all this time, rin, you were always in my mind, i was consumed by guilt each day that went by after i left. i still can't believe what i did.." you cried out. "what i did to you, to just abandon my best friend, screw that- my family, the only boy who has been by my side since i was young. you can hate me all you want and i deserve it. i'll leave you alone if that's what you want, if that's what you really want." 
you stopped walking, as he did too, a few steps ahead. you didn't see him now, but your words had affected him. they always did, you were still important to him as he was to you. after everything you did, he couldn't bring himself to loath you, that was not who he was. his 17 year old self still wanted to be your friend, young suna would never forgive older suna if he didn't give you a chance.
"please, rin, just tell me you hate me and that we can never fix this and i'll leave you alone, you'll never have to see me again.." you spoke once again, breathing heavily and voice slightly breaking from the sentiment.
suna turned around, a small but yet noticeable smile on his face, bringing out a nostalgic feeling in you. this wasn't cold suna, this was awkward inarizaki middle-blocker rintaro. he stepped closer to you, towering over your frame, and punched your arm softly.
"stupid, i couldn't never hate you"



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