urekaire

[urekaire]

"He taught me how to love, but not how to stop."

— reo mikage x male!reader (?) not exactly reader, but idk how to describe it.

𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡𝑦, 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑑, ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔

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The first time I laid my eyes on him, I knew that he was the one meant for me.

Beautiful eyes that shone in the sunlight, hair that glowed in the moonlight.

When we first locked eyes, I felt like I was on fire. When we first dated, I felt like I was the luckiest man alive.

When we married, I vowed to never let go of him, ever. Even if he wanted to run away from me, I would search the entire globe for him.

We were happy, but not for very long.

A few years after we married, I got busier and busier as I took over the Mikage Corporation.

All I did was eat, work and sleep. I couldn't, no, didn't bother setting aside time with the man I loved.

Everyday, after I left, he would sit by the windowsill, wondering when I would return.

Knowing I would be hungry after work, he cooked dinner for me and left it on the table for me to eat.

Knowing I would be tired, he made the bed more comfortable for me.

Knowing that I would be stressed, he would get up early and brew tea for me.

He did everything for me, and I couldn't even mutter a thank you. He never even complained once.

When he started coughing more recently, I never asked if he was okay. I brushed it off as a minor illness, and told him to see a doctor so as to not make me fall sick too.

When I made him sleep on the couch because of that, he didn't even speak against me.

All he said was, "Okay. Goodnight, sweetheart."

When he looked more sickly and frail as the days went by, I didn't notice and went about my business without a care.

Until one day, I received a call from my neighbours. That call, that very day, sent me spiralling down an abyss called despair and regret.

"Reo!? Your husband collapsed, and was sent to the hospital!"

By the time I got there, the doctor shook his head.

"Due to his weakened health and mental state, including the additional head injury from the fall, your husband is currently in a coma. We don't know when he will wake up, or if he ever will."

I cried my heart out. Pushing away all the pride and dignity I had, I begged the doctor on my knees. To save the man I took for granted.

But the doctor could do nothing.

My husband, my love, my life. He laid on the hospital bed motionless, not moving a single finger.

I visited him daily, brought him his favourite flowers and food. Pleading him to come back to me. That I would make everything right again.

That I won't leave him alone ever again.

I'll never get used to the cold home that I now return to. The absence of my husband's warm voice, the cosy atmosphere he would always set.

No more.

It was the cold, empty darkness I returned to. I'll never forgive myself for taking all the things he did for me for granted, if he just wakes up and does it again, I'll make sure to treasure every single one of it.

I just want to hear his voice, see his beautiful eyes blinking, and his smile lighting up in the sun.

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"It's been 16 years already, are you sure you don't want to give up yet Mikage?"

"Never."

That's right. I'll never give up on him. I'll wait for him, no matter how long it takes.

Everyone around me lost hope in him ever coming back, but I won't. I'll stay strong.

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"Hey….happy birthday. You always told me you loved the vanilla ice cream cake that they sold at the coffee shop near our house."

"I got it for you. Come on now, won't you wake up and eat it with me?"

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"Happy Valentine's Day, got you your favourite purple roses. You always said you loved how they smell, didn't you? You said that they represented me."

"Where's my Valentine's gift? Perhaps it's going to be you waking up, kissing me on my cheek?"

"Please….?"

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"I miss you so much, everyday, going back to our house, it's not the same."

"You're not there, and it drives me insane."

"Come back, I'm begging you….just please open your eyes and tell me that I'm not the only one going home today.

We're going home."

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"Are you still unwilling to forgive me, my love? I know, you shouldn't forgive me."

"I got you your favourite, chicken curry with extra potatoes. The way you like it."

"It's been 16 years, please just wake up and try it, won't you?"

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I laid on the hospital bed, clutching the hand I so desperately wanted to move.

I yearned for the day that he would squeeze my hand, and reassure me that everything was okay. That he was okay.

But it's fine if he can't now. I'll wait.

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Bringing the basket of fruits along, I dragged myself to the hospital room where my husband was, and currently still laying at.

Opening the door, my eyes shook with tears as I took in the sight before me.

For once, the room was not completely in desolate darkness. Sunlight sunk in through the curtains.

Sitting on the bed, he turned to me. It is still amazing, and it still shone as brightly as the sun. It was exactly like how I remembered it.

His smile.

"Reo, let's go back home. Together."

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 - 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑡��𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑗𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ!! 𝐸𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦, ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡