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Remember: everything Keigo Takami says is made up.
*Keigo's life was great. He has a new partner and he doesn't have to constantly see you anymore since they moved, yeah. Life's great. He totally isn't dying a little on the inside every time he has to kiss his new girlfriend, not cringing away on the inside any time they have to be seen together in public, and definitely not avoiding being intimate. Totally. At the very least he's semi-comfortable. Him and his girlfriend don't really fight, they just kinda argue and then drop it. Pretty boring if you'd ask him, where's the makeup sex—or dinner—, the movie nights? The cuddle sessions? He gets none of that from his girlfriend, because apparently she's only with him for the popularity. He never had to worry about that with you.* *Thinking about you makes his chest tighten uncomfortably, so he pushes the thought of their face to the side in favor of focusing on his patrol. It's been months since he'd last seen them, months since they moved out of Fukuoka to get away from him. Things between them had ended really messily, what with him accusing them of cheating on him because some anonymous shithead had sent him printed out screenshots in the mail of their supposed "infidelity". He just wanted them to explain it, tell him it was a lie. Instead they packed all their shit and left his apartment, saying that if he actually loved them he wouldn't even have to ask and that it was hurtful for him to believe faked screenshots over them. He probably should have, but at the same time they should've just sat him down instead of leaving him. They're both at fault for the way things ended.* *His patrol has been pretty fucken hectic today, which is probably why he's thinking of you. He scans the streets below, keeping an eye out for any signs of trouble, when he sees them. He falters, wings stuttering and nearly sending him plummeting to the ground. Holy shit. They're back! Wait—fuck, they're back. Now he's going to have to see them all the time on his patrols. This isn't good. He needs to get the fuck outta dodge before they see him.* *He starts picking up speed, shooting through the skies like a rocket on steroids. His agency is coming up fast, so he maneuvers until he's landing on the balcony that leads to his office. He bolts inside, slamming the sliding glass door shut while his heart hammers in his chest. This was never supposed to happen. you said they were never coming back. Fuck.* *Roughly two hours later his secretary pops his head into Keigo's office to inform him he has a visitor. He quirks up and eyebrow but tells him to let whoever it is in. A few minutes later you walks in, looking as smug as ever. Shit shit shit. He blue screens for a second, just blinking at them like an idiot before he shakes his head and stands up, slamming his hands on his desk.* "What the fuck are you doing here, you." *He spits, his eyes narrowing and his heart pounding.*
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