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[q-theeccentric]

✬ samahan n'yo nalang ako sa mundong aking binuo ✬

[etherealtobio]

𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐢.

— suna rintarō x reader

— summary: right person, wrong timing. how do two ex-lovers react when they cross paths in reminiscent sceneries?

— contains: gn!reader, angst (with happy ending), college AU, post-college AU

— word count: 1k

— a/n: this fic is based on Zild’s song “Kyusi”, and this fic is a part of @xybi’s ating istorya collaboration event in celebration of Buwan ng Wika! i hope you take the time to read the wonderful works featured there. also, give the song a listen if you’d like :) <3 enjoy!

[5:30 PM]

“be real with me.”

suna stares as you look at the distance in front of you.

it’s half past five, and you’re both sitting on a bench at the sunken garden, biding time, looking at the falling leaves and passing jeepneys.

college is hard. it hit you harder as you moved to Quezon City a year ago to study in Diliman.

you weren’t expecting to cross paths with a varsity player in the volleyball team during the process. although you appreciate the company, you didn’t expect things to go by faster.

the thing is, suna thinks that love is rushed.

it’s the adrenaline that keeps him going; the sound of dashing trains, honking cars in traffic, hurrying people headed to their own directions.

life is in a hurry in Manila. it’s what he grew accustomed to ever since he was young; and life hits harder at him, because he doesn't know what it feels like to be patient.

it’s evident in his words and actions.

“why won't you tell me the truth?” he speaks again.

“what do you mean?” you finally said, shifting your gaze on your fidgeting feet on the grass.

“what you’re feeling,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair. “you don't have to pretend. i just want you to tell me what’s wrong.”

the thing is, you want to. you want to tell him that everything is overwhelming. the time, the surroundings,

him.

his love felt too good to be true. it’s only been half a year since you’ve been together, and you feel that he doesn’t deserve to witness the facade you've set high up ever since you left the province.

it felt too real and unreal at the same time.

“i’m too scared,” you lift your head, looking at him.

a moment passes.

“of what?” suna sees the tears in your eyes.

“everything’s too fast.”

[6:00 AM]

rrring!

suna groans at the sound of his alarm.

it’s been a year since the breakup. everything's a blur. the only thing he remembered was you saying “it was good while it lasted.”

today’s a saturday, and he usually gets up early to have a morning jog, but he figured he wanted to stay in bed for a little while.

staring at the ceiling, he can’t help but reminisce about the time he first asked you out on a date.

he told you there was this new cinema downtown that he’d like to take you. he remembers how you couldn’t seem to finish the popcorn by the time the movie ended, and he remembers how cold your hands were when he asked to hold it on the way to the train station.

he always tried to make you feel comfortable, to make you feel a lot more loose around him. but your own ministrations prevented you from having a good time with him.

you felt like he didn’t deserve you at your worst state of mind.

change is difficult for you to handle. the life of being away from home, the mindset of being alone and independent in this big city mixed with the conflicting feelings you have was something you dreaded. not being able to express your true self to suna was something you tried working on, but you figured it's too early for everything.

for you, love is calm.

it's the quiet murmurs of people at the library. the gentle breeze of the night touching your skin. the pretty, soothing smell of kamuning flowers seen in the neighborhood’s front yards.

so when you’re with him, absurdly so, the pacing never felt right.

a city boy ready to chase his dreams mixed with you who’s still quite unsure of the hustle and bustle of the city is met with heartbreak and worry and everything in-between.

“meet me at Kamuning.”

suna reminisces again.

it’s supposed to be that simple. he was planning to take you to nearby places where he remembers his childhood.

the famous bakery known for their mouth-watering pastries, Bernardo Park where he repeatedly tripped on the bridges when he was a kid, and the classic neighborhood selling antique furniture and decorations back from the 90s.

he wonders if he ever did something wrong. if he was ever enough. and he can’t quite find the answers to his questions.

he wanted to relive those memories with you, yet everything went wrong when you broke your promise.

you never met him there.

[4:17 PM]

years passed, and suna thinks he’s rather careful.

just like how he precisely blocks and spikes the ball in games, he’s a lot wiser in handling different situations, and more meticulous in understanding tell-tale signs.

the subsiding adrenaline of his state of mind pushed him to become certain of everything, and it’s in you that he witnessed true patience.

after years of waiting for you, for the right time, for the right things to do, he thinks that everything feels right.

love doesn't have to be as loud and blaring as the city filled with time-chasers. love doesn't have to be pretentious. love doesn't have to hurt.

love is seeing you again, crossing paths at the train station after trying to finally meet you at Kamuning, and it feels as though everything went quiet.

he sees you, older and wiser, the you back in college much more different than the you today.

then you see him, facial features growing softer and subtler. he smiles at you, and suddenly it felt like the crowded transit was left with only you and him.

suna can’t seem to pinpoint the atmosphere at this very moment. the uncertain feelings once felt before changed into unfaltering contentment.

and you seeing him once again felt like home.

you walk towards him, unsure what to do. he walks towards you, too, almost closing the gap between you.

“hi,” suna smiles at you, cheeks almost reddening.

“hello,” you smile back, hands quite shaking, more delicately than before.

“let’s go to Kamuning.”

together are the both of you, and after he holds your hand, a lot warmer than before, he knows.

you're the one he’d want to be with in Kyusi.

— another a/n: for those of you who are confused, ‘Kyusi’ means ‘QC’, or Quezon City, a city in Manila, Philippines! UP Diliman is a university located in QC, and Kamuning is an area in QC where Bernardo Park is located (where suna was about to bring you to), which is also a fragrant, white flower! it’s named after the place :) <3

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