the narration of your dream is in italics.

CW: cheating

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"Hey bird brain, i'm back," I shouted, opening the front door of our home.

"I bought us your favourite food! Hello? Chicken wings?" I shook the plastic bag of food I was holding.

I was confused. Usually, he'd be rushing out of the room whenever I came back, especially if he knew that we'd be eating something chicken related. I placed the bag of food and my belongings on the kitchen counter, walking towards the hallway leading to our room.

What I saw shocked me. Strewn across the floor were a mix of clothing, some of which i've never seen before. From a graphic tee, to one of Keigo's undergarments that I recognised. It was as if they were thrown in a hurry, seeing from how it was just everywhere. My heart ached at this sight.

I didn't want to believe whatever I was thinking was happening. I pursed my lips, fiddling with the necklace he gave me for my birthday. It was one of his feathers, strung up on a string.

Trudging through the mess of clothes, I tried to stay as quiet as possible. It wasn't easy; I was shaking all over. As I got closer to our room, the noise coming out from it became louder and clearer.

Needless to say, I was already expecting the worst.

I finally reached the door to our room. Hesitantly, I reached my hands towards the door handle, trying my best to stay silent. One hand stayed on the necklace, while the other was resting on the handle. I turned it slowly, pushing open the door.

I regretted my decision immediately. In the room, was him. My supposed 'other half', hovering over someone else. I just couldn't believe it. I didn't want believe it.

How could he.

The light from the hallway shone onto the both of them on the bed, where they laid in the dim room. I saw how his face, clouded with of lust, as he gazed at the other person. Noting my presence, his face immediately contorts into one of surprise. I don't think he expected me to be back early.

As we all stared at each other, I could feel the tears that i've tried to hold back falling out at once.

He opened his mouth to say something, but all I could hear was static. I ignored his feeble excuses, his stupid pleas. Telling me how this was all a mistake. Snapping the string of the necklace, I let go of it, allowing it to flutter to the floor.

I walked out the door, not saying a word. As i grabbed my bag and got ready to leave, he grabbed my onto arm.

He seemed so desperate.

He was going to say something, but I cut him off, "I'm sorry i wasn't enough for you."

"I'm sorry that you had to find another muse to satisfy you."

His eyes widened. He let me go as he fell onto the ground, kneeling. I walked away, and all I could hear him say was my name repeatedly.

My eyes shot opened. I quickly sat up, my heart pounding against my chest.

"It was all a dream", I thought to myself. Feeling my face, I realised that I was crying. No matter how hard I tried to wipe them away, the tears wouldn't stop flowing.

I was feeling so heartbroken. I knew that the dream wasn't real, but it hurts so bad. At first, I was just crying silently, but then they turned into loud, uncontrollable sobs.

Beside me, the winged hero stirred. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find me furiously wiping away tears. He sat up, despite being quite tired.

Worried, he asked in a soft tone, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"I... it's just... in my dream, you and someone else... cheat..." I hiccuped. It was hard for me to form a coherent sentence, but he managed to understand what I said.

He wraps his arms around me, engulfing me in a bear hug. Patting my back, he told me, softly, "Shhhh, it's okay. I'm never leaving you. You're the only one for me, so don't you worry, okay?"

I sniffed, nodding my head. He laid us both back into the bed as he continued rubbing circles on my back. With my face buried into his chest, he hummed a lullaby. I closed my eyes, listening to him, as I wiped away the tears.

We laid there, close to each other, and soon I fell asleep in his arms. He smiled as he looked at my sleeping figure. As he kissed my forehead, he whispered, "I love you so much, honey."

- fin -