[One-Shot] Honestly Concerned
Title: Honestly Concerned
Author: Knowmonsta
Pairings: YabuHasshi (Hinted Crush)
Words: 612
Genre: Sadness/Fluff
Rating: PG
Summary: Post Top3. Hasshi needs a friend.
Note: *hugs Hasshi* I'm really sorry about this.
~ Honestly Concerned ~
Hashimoto's POV
It was a huge shock.
For the second time I was forced to leave a group that I had grown an attachment to. Top3's atmosphere was easy-going. I didn't have to worry about how I spoke to anyone. Everyone's opinions were on the table and held equal weight. And, as peers it was easy to talk about them.
And then A.B.C.-Z was formed. And with it came drastic change. I was the youngest by seven years. I was viewed as the child and everyone felt the need to make me feel welcomed. However, as a "child", there were many conversations I was kept out of. I was truly grateful to be in a group with my seniors. But, I needed my friends.
I had never felt so alone.
I left group practice that afternoon and shut myself in a nearby dressing room, continuing practice. I thought that immersing myself in doing better would help to distract me from other things. But it only helped me to realize just how out of place I was. And immediately after that thought I tripped and hit the floor hard. I felt so horrible that I just burst into tears. It was the only time I could get out my frustration with it all. I couldn't talk to anyone. They'd just tell me to be brave, to do my best. They wouldn't understand. No one did.
In the midst of my crying I didn't notice someone enter the room. So imagine my surprise when I felt a person's arms around me. I jumped a little.
"It's alright," he said. "Let it out."
I continued to cry, not caring who this person was anymore. The arms that held me were warm and I felt safe in them. Whoever it was truly felt empathy for me; and that only made me cry harder. I buried my face in his shoulder and he held me tighter, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
After a few minutes I stopped, and sniffles and hiccups took over. I looked up at the person who I was currently leaning on and my eyes widened in shock.
"Y-Yabu-kun?" I stuttered out.
Yabu smiled.
"You weren't expecting me, huh?" he said.
"I-I didn't mean it - hiccup - that way," I replied quickly. "I j-just - hiccup -"
"Don't strain yourself to talk," Yabu replied and instantly I closed my mouth. "I just didn't want to see you cry alone."
I see the slight embarrassment in his face and it makes me feel shy.
"Thank you Yabu-kun," I said quietly.
"It's no problem," he replied.
I turned to leave and Yabu called out to me.
"You know, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here."
I smiled brightly and rushed back over to him, hugging him tightly. He seemed so honestly concerned about me. It felt so wonderful.
"Thank you so much," I whispered. "This means a lot to me."
In my elation I kissed his cheek and he flushed.
"You're welcome," he said. "Now let's go see if your mom's car is outside."
I nodded and led the way outside. Sure enough my mother was out there.
"Hi mom!" I exclaimed. "Do you have a pen?"
She gave me a curious expression but handed me one. I took Yabu's right hand in my left and scribbled onto his palm.
"Goodbye Yabu-kun!" I said when I finished, afterwards getting into the car.
He looked down at his hand and laughed.
"I'll talk to you soon Hasshi," he said.
I smiled and waved at Yabu as my mother drove off. He continued to wave until I was out of sight.
"812-746-9984"
Hashimoto Ryosuke <3
The End
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